"Your Highness." The leader of the guards came over to apologize: "I am sorry that we were late in coming to your rescue, Your Highness. Please forgive me."

Wen Zhimiao let go of Shi Wanyue and waved his hand: "No need to do that, I have nothing to do, let's go back to the palace first."

After saying that, he glanced at Bian Ruitong next to him and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, but it's a bit too stimulating." Bian Ruitong was still breathing heavily, and when she wanted to stand up, she found that her legs had no strength.

She looked at Wen Zhimiao blankly and innocently.

Wen Zhimiao called a guard over and said, "Carry her back."

"Yes."

Bian Ruitong felt quite embarrassed as it was the first time that he was carried on the back of the imperial guards.

Wen Zhimiao held Shi Wanyue's hand, and the guards had already led a horse over.

She climbed onto the horse and handed her hand to Shi Wanyue.

After Shi Wanyue got on the horse, she said to the chief guard, "Tell the princess that His Highness has been found."

"promise."

Wen Zhimiao rushed all the way back to the palace.

On her way back to the palace, she heard that Yun Zhou was injured and the killers' knives were poisoned.

At that moment, her heart seemed to be in her throat and she didn't care about the prohibition of speeding.

As soon as he returned to the gate of Zhangtai Palace, Wen Zhimiao immediately dismounted and ran in, not even caring about Shi Wanyue who was also on the horse.

Shi Wanyue understood her anxiety, so she quickly got off the horse and ran with Wen Zhimiao.

Wen Zhimiao stayed outside Su Qingluo's bedroom. At this moment, there were imperial guards inside and outside the bedroom.

The guard wanted to go in, but Wen Zhimiao pushed her away: "I have to bear the punishment from my mother alone."

She rushed in directly, but Shi Wanyue couldn't go in and could only watch from outside.

The medical boys from the Imperial Hospital went in and out of Su Qingluo's bedroom.

Shi Wanyue didn't dare to ask anything and could only wait outside.

Until Wen Jiuzhao came back, Wen Jiuzhao grabbed a medical boy and asked, "Who is injured? Is it Your Majesty or Yun Yushi?"

The doctor boy said in panic: "Not Your Majesty, not Your Majesty."

Wen Jiuzhao seemed even more nervous.

At this moment in the hall, Wen Zhimiao and Su Qingluo, mother and daughter, were standing together. Yun Zhou was lying on the bed, and Lu Jiaoyue was sitting beside her, helping her treat her wounds.

Wen Zhimiao was still wet and looked extremely disheveled.

Lu Jiaoyue was helping to remove the poison and didn't want to be disturbed by anyone, but Su Qingluo and Wen Zhimiao both promised that they would not disturb her.

The poison is not uncurable, but it is not so easy to cure either.

However, this poison can cause fever and lead to coma, and Yun Zhou’s injury is close to his heart, so it must be handled with care.

Wen Zhimiao and Su Qingluo waited for two hours. Two hours later, Lu Jiaoyue finally stood up and said, "The poison in Yushi Yun's body has been cleared. He just needs to take medicine for the high fever and take good care of his external injuries. There is nothing else."

After hearing her words, Wen Zhimiao's body, which had been tense all day, finally relaxed.

"Dean Lu has done a great job in treating the Censor, but is there any way Dean Lu can tell where the poison came from?" Su Qingluo was much calmer than Wen Zhimiao.

"I still need to study it." Lu Jiaoyue said respectfully.

"it is good."

After Lu Jiaoyue and others left, Wen Zhimiao sat on the floor feeling somewhat exhausted.

Seeing Su Qingluo squatting in front of her, Wen Zhimiao raised her eyes and met Su Qingluo's eyes: "Are you still going to the South Country? The killer today is likely to be from the South Country, and he wants to kill you and also to intimidate you."

"If we go, there will probably be assassins along the way." Su Qingluo looked at Wen Zhimiao calmly.

"Go!" Wen Zhimiao said firmly.

"If they are from the South Country, then it also means that there are indeed people in the South Country who intend to rebel. There may be hidden secrets behind my aunt's illness. I can't ignore such a big hidden danger. If I don't go, my mother will send someone else, right?" Wen Zhimiao asked.

"Yes." Su Qingluo nodded.

"Your son, please go. However, the mastermind behind today's assassination cannot be the Southern Kingdom alone. If it was the former dynasty lurking in the Southern Kingdom, killing me would be enough. Why bother killing Zhou Zhou? I think it must be because the other party has a grudge against Zhou Zhou. There are too many people who have a grudge against Zhou Zhou."

"This matter needs to be investigated openly and privately as well." Su Qingluo's eyes were extremely cold.

However, Su Qingluo and Wen Zhimiao had not yet decided who was suitable to investigate the matter.

"Mother, let's first announce to the public that Zhou Zhou is seriously injured and unconscious." Wen Zhimiao said again.

Su Qingluo stood up: "That's exactly what I meant."

After standing up, Su Qingluo extended her hand to Wen Zhimiao: "Are you so scared?"

Wen Zhimiao held her hand and stood up: "I'm not afraid of being hunted down, I'm afraid something will happen to Zhou Zhou."

Su Qingluo said nothing, but hugged her gently and patted her on the back: "It's my fault for not protecting her well. It has nothing to do with you."

Wen Zhimiao didn't know why she suddenly felt like crying.

"Then you must protect her well in the future, mother. I really owe Zhou Zhou a lot. Mother, Zhou Zhou was once the only relative to me." Wen Zhimiao leaned against Su Qingluo and said in a crying voice.

"It's my fault. I won't do it again." Su Qingluo assured Wen Zhimiao again.

"Yeah." Wen Zhimiao leaned in Su Qingluo's arms, but still couldn't help crying.

"Mother..."

"Ok?"

"I was still afraid when I was caught underwater." She was still different in front of Su Qingluo and Yun Zhou.

Facing Su Qingluo, it feels like there is someone I can always rely on.

When facing Yun Zhou, Wen Zhimiao only hopes that he can be stronger so that he can protect himself and Yun Zhou.

"It's normal to be afraid. Everyone will be afraid." Su Qingluo coaxed her gently.

"Is that useless?" Wen Zhimiao saw tears falling on Su Qingluo.

"Not really, it's great." Su Qingluo coaxed her like she did when she was a child.

"You're only fifteen."

"Zhou Zhou must have told you our origins. I am more than fifteen years old." Although Wen Zhimiao said this, he still hugged Su Qingluo tightly.

"That was also fifteen years old. Since it was in the last life, it can't be completely counted. Besides, didn't you tell Zhou Zhou that you forgot a lot?"

"If you think so, I can't be your mother anymore?" Su Qingluo asked with a chuckle.

"That won't work." Wen Zhimiao curled his lips.

"How can I be a half-mother? No way." She was shameless.

Su Qingluo reached out and poked her forehead. "Okay, go wash up and go check on the guards and your friends. As for the investigation, the Dali Temple and the Supervisory Council will look into it. You should hurry up and dispatch food and grass."

Wen Zhimiao felt better after being comforted by her.

"Ah."

Before she left, she looked back at Yun Zhou.

"Then mother should have a good rest. She is not hurt, right?" Wen Zhimiao suddenly remembered this and almost forgot about it.

"Never."

"That's good." Wen Zhimiao breathed a sigh of relief again.

"Then I'm leaving. Let me know when Zhou Zhou wakes up."

Only then did Wen Zhimiao leave Su Qingluo's bedroom with peace of mind.

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