After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Wen Zhimiao looked at her wound. She didn't think it was serious, but it was bleeding and it looked scary.

For example, He Yuanyao was frightened and hurried over to see Wen Zhimiao's wound.

Wen Zhimiao really felt pain and grimaced.

Bian Ruitong had already punched the boy.

"Why are you pushing the little prince?"

When the boy heard her call him "young prince", he was stunned.

Just now when Wen Zhimiao said he was finished, this guy wanted to mock him.

But when he saw He Yuanyao next to him, he thought it was someone close to He Yuanyao, so he didn't continue to mock her and thought about just apologizing later.

But he never expected that the person he pushed casually was actually the young prince of the current dynasty.

No matter how stupid he was, he realized that he was in trouble.

Wen Zhimiao was in so much pain that she was about to cry. She stretched out her hand to He Yuanyao and said, "Ayao, carry me to see the doctor first."

It didn’t seem too exaggerated at first. After all, compared with some injuries she had suffered in her previous life, it was not serious.

But it had been so long since he had seen himself bleed that Wen Zhimiao felt that he had become much more delicate and couldn't help wanting to cry.

But I felt embarrassed in front of so many people, so I endured it.

He Yuanyao carried her on his back and ran to the medical clinic in the academy.

After all, the students in the Imperial College are all relatively precious young masters and young ladies, so if they get any minor bumps or bruises, they can receive timely treatment.

Wen Zhimiao had a long cut on her leg from the wood, and it was bleeding. When He Yuanyao carried her on her back, some of the blood also stained her body.

When the people who were fighting heard someone say that the little prince was injured, they stopped and dared not make any more trouble.

He Yuanyao carried Wen Zhimiao to the clinic on her back. The doctors in the clinic were all transferred from the Imperial Medical Bureau.

His medical skills were impeccable, but he couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw that it was Wen Zhimiao who came over.

In addition to the doctor's nervousness, the teachers and several managers of the Imperial Academy who rushed over after hearing the news were also nervous.

Seeing Wen Zhimiao's wound, he was so scared that he immediately asked the doctor to help.

"Doctor, is this serious?" Wen Zhimiao asked calmly.

She felt terribly painful in her heart, but her stubborn personality made her hold back from shedding a single tear.

"It's not serious, just a skin injury. I'll apply some medicine to stop the bleeding and bandage it. It may be a little painful to clean the wound." The doctor was a young female doctor. Wen Zhimiao had said before that all the doctors in the Imperial Academy were men, and it would sometimes be inconvenient if a girl was injured.

Lu Jiaoyue is now in charge of the Imperial Medical Bureau, so there are a lot more women here, and it is easy to transfer a few people over.

"Okay, will it scab over tomorrow?"

"can."

"Okay, then you do it. I, I'll bear it. Ayao, don't tell my sister and Sister Wanyue." Wen Zhimiao didn't want them to know. They would definitely feel sad if they knew, and then Wen Jiuzhao would tell them about her skipping classes.

Wen Zhimiao got a headache just thinking about it, and then he couldn't help but spit on himself. He lived his previous life in vain and didn't look like a person who had lived two lives. Even Wen Jiuzhao was afraid of him.

He Yuanyao scratched his head: "Miao Miao may not be able to hide it, so many people have heard it."

Wen Zhimiao:......

Forget it, she was so painful that she didn’t expect this.

"Then forget it."

The doctor has prepared everything and is going to clean her wound.

It really hurt. While the doctor was cleaning her, Wen Zhimiao grimaced in pain.

I was already trying hard to hold it in, but when I looked up, I saw Shi Wanyue pushing the door in, panting.

"How is Miaomiao? Is it serious?" When Shi Wanyue saw Wen Zhimiao's bleeding leg, her usually calm face now showed undisguised panic.

"Sister, it's okay." She wanted to comfort Shi Wanyue, but after she finished speaking, she couldn't help but let out a cry.

It hurt so much that tears came out.

But when Shi Wanyue came, she couldn't help but want to cry. Wen Zhimiao despised herself while tears streamed down her face.

Shi Wanyue hurried over and hugged her: "Don't look at it."

Wen Zhimiao leaned in her arms, trembling in pain and whimpering from time to time.

When Wen Jiuzhao got the news and ran over, he saw this scene.

Wen Zhimiao heard her coming and looked up. His eyes were red and he was still sobbing.

Wen Jiuzhao did not ask her why she skipped class, but only asked her if her injury was serious.

The doctor quickly said that it was not serious, it was just that the wound was rather long, and Wen Zhimiao had indeed been pampered in her life, so the bleeding looked a lot, but the wound was not deep.

Moreover, when Wen Jiuzhao arrived, Wen Zhimiao had already been bandaged.

After learning that there was nothing serious, Wen Jiuzhao rarely put on the airs of a princess and asked the teachers of the Imperial College to find out what happened.

"My princess, the injury of the young prince was an accident. Today, the young master of the Minister of Rites and the young master of the Minister of War gathered some students to fight in a remote corner of the academy. The young prince happened to pass by and was accidentally pushed by the doctor of the Ministry of Finance. The young prince fell on a sharp stone." Teacher Zeng in Wen Zhimiao's class came out to explain.

"As far as I know, it was class time at that time, right? Can students come and go freely during class time? Or did all the teachers in the Imperial College turn a blind eye and pretend not to know?" Wen Jiuzhao stood there, the middle-aged man had a stern face and a cold aura.

Wen Zhimiao lowered his head upon hearing this and dared not say a word.

"I will report today's events truthfully to Your Majesty." After saying this, he glanced at Wen Zhimiao and sighed helplessly.

Then he waved to the guard and asked him to come and carry Wen Zhimiao back to the palace.

Shi Wanyue, He Yuanyao and Qi Linglang who had hurried over also hurriedly followed.

After getting on the carriage, Wen Jiuzhao looked at Wen Zhimiao's wound and couldn't help but say, "You, are you still naughty?"

"Sister, I was wrong. I won't skip classes anymore." Wen Zhimiao quickly admitted her mistake.

Wen Jiuzhao didn't continue to talk to her. He just looked at her wound and asked again: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts~" Wen Zhimiao acted coquettishly, tears in her eyes, and looked like she was about to cry again.

Seeing her like that, Wen Jiuzhao couldn't say anything to blame her.

Shi Wanyue took out her handkerchief to wipe her tears: "Be good, Miaomiao, don't cry."

Wen Zhimiao leaned into her arms.

Wen Jiuzhao choked. He had originally wanted to comfort Wen Zhimiao, but when he saw Wen Zhimiao's expression, he suddenly couldn't comfort her anymore.

This guy is really good at taking advantage of opportunities to play the victim.

She probably didn't know how she had offended Shi Wanyue in the past few days, so Shi Wanyue ignored her and wanted to take the opportunity to reconcile with her.

It seems that the injury is not serious, otherwise why would I still have the mind to think so much.

The carriage drove all the way back to the palace. Wen Zhimiao had not returned yet, but Su Qingluo already knew that she was injured.

I was relieved to know that the injury was not serious.

I also learned that he was injured because he skipped classes, and I felt like he deserved it.

But when Wen Zhimiao came back, she looked aggrieved and tearful. Su Qingluo hadn't said anything yet, but she bowed her head and admitted her mistake first.

Su Qingluo didn't know what to say or how to coax her.