Mu Qingyan didn't open her eyes, but replied lazily, "He won't die. Your prince has something wrong, so I have to go and take a look. After all, we will be tied together in the future. Of course, I hope he can live a long life. Otherwise, it seems meaningless for me to be left alone in this world."

Yueban didn’t quite understand what she meant. After all, the girl never seemed to care much about the prince.

Although the wedding was already in preparation, the girl never felt that she would be the bride.

"Isn't there Doctor Yan at the palace?"

"If Doctor Yan was sure, he wouldn't have come looking for me..."

Just by looking at Ah Shang's incoherent speech, she knew how bad Prince Ling's condition was.

Could it be King Chong?

Did he come to the Duke's Mansion on purpose today? To cover up his intention to attack Prince Ling?

It seems that the killer on the night of the Qingming Festival Lantern Festival was probably related to King Chong! He pretended to be afraid of death and fled in a hurry, and also saved Mu Yingyu. In order to create a deeply affectionate and stupid character, he pretended to be really like that!

If it weren't for that dream, she would have been deceived by this face!

The moment she saw Prince Ling, Mu Qingyan's eyes were about to burst into flames.

His upper body was naked, lying on the bed. There was a sword wound so deep that the bone could be seen, running from his right shoulder to his left lower back. The flesh was turned inside out and black blood was oozing out. The sword must have been smeared with poison!

When Doctor Yan saw her, he didn't hold much hope in his heart. After all, his son was poisoned by the same poison back then.

Not to mention the poison, such a deep wound, the bleeding alone would be enough to kill Prince Ling!

His face was pale and he was unconscious.

"Yan'er, I have tried all the methods I should use, but I just managed to stop the bleeding... The poison he was poisoned with was from the same person your father was poisoned with. I can't cure it..."

Mu Qingyan closed her eyes and sighed, "Grandfather, please go out first. I will help him heal his wounds..."

Doctor Yan saw that she didn't look well and looked very tired. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine, I just used up some of my inner strength... Please go out first, I won't let anyone in, please don't let anyone in..."

Doctor Yan hesitated and took his people out, leaving only her and Prince Ling in the room.

Mu Qingyan sat beside the bed, looking at the unconscious man, and sighed repeatedly, "You said you wanted to be my backer! I really owed you in my previous life..."

She took out her silver needle and pricked him like a hedgehog. The silver needle was attached with an ice silk thread that was almost invisible to the naked eye. Mu Qingyan cut her left palm and inserted the other end of the ice silk thread into her wound.

His right hand began to regulate his internal energy, pushing it toward his back.

Soon, the ice silk that was almost invisible turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A strange black gas followed the silk and sank into Mu Qingyan's palm. Her palm began to turn black. After an unknown amount of time, the blood flowing from the wound on Prince Ling's back began to turn from pitch black to bright red.

Mu Qingyan slowly gathered her internal energy and put away the silver needle.

Then, they began to sew up his wound. Such a long and deep wound would not heal without suturing. Now that the weather is cold, it is even more difficult to heal.

In order to heal Yuzhin, she had already consumed a lot of her internal energy. Now, in order to save Prince Ling, she disregarded her own safety and forced the poison into herself. Although she could suppress it temporarily with her internal energy, if she could not suppress it, the backlash of the poison would take half her life.

She forced herself to sew up the wound, applied medicine, wrapped it with gauze, and cut off the excess gauze. Then she put the scissors down heavily. In fact, she couldn't hold on any longer...

She was exhausted and fell to the ground. Doctor Yan had been pacing outside. Hearing the noise, he rushed in without caring whether Mu Qingyan called him or not. Seeing Mu Qingyan lying on the ground with her left hand black and purple, his heart sank. He hurried over, picked her up, and put her on the low couch beside him.

It was already dark outside. The moon was covered by a layer of sky, with only a little light shining through it, so dim that it made people feel sad.

Mu Qingyan smiled bitterly, "Grandfather, he's fine..."

Doctor Yan was anxious and angry, his eyes were red, "You are really crazy! You transferred the poison to your own body, isn't it just exchanging your life for his life!"

Ah Shu and Ah Shang ran in and were stunned when they heard this.

The prince's wounds had been bandaged, and the bed was covered in black blood.

Then I looked at the girl's hands, they were as black as coal...

They knelt down without hesitation. "Princess, you risked your life to save the prince. Your subordinates are grateful... What can I do for you?"

They had called her princess before, but never from the bottom of their hearts like today...

Mu Qingyan shook her head. "I don't need you to do anything. Change your prince's bed, wipe it, and change into clean clothes... Prepare a room for me. I need to rest..."

The two of them then quickly got up and went to prepare.

Mu Qingyan was carried by Doctor Yan into the room next to Prince Ling, who bandaged the wound on her palm. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Grandfather knows that you are not someone who doesn't value your life. You passed the poison to yourself, so you must have a way to save your life. Tell me, what can Grandfather do for you?"

Mu Qingyan forced a weak smile, "Grandfather, the toxicity of this poison has been reduced by half after it was passed to me. It won't kill me, but it will ruin my face... Please help me find a veil and a muli, I can't let anyone see my ugly appearance..."

Doctor Yan was distressed and sad, "What if your face is ruined and Prince Ling doesn't want to marry you?"

Although he understood Prince Ling's character, how important was a woman's appearance? She knew that she would be disfigured and even in danger of losing her life, but she still went to save Prince Ling regardless of everything...

Mu Qingyan showed an indifferent expression, "If he doesn't want to marry me, then don't marry me. It's good enough that he can live and work in peace and contentment for the people of Da'an... But grandfather, if he doesn't want me anymore, will you also think I'm ugly and refuse to recognize me?"

Doctor Yan tapped her forehead lightly, "What nonsense! If you are willing to go back to Xiaoyao Sect with your grandfather, I will wake up laughing in my dreams! What's good about this capital? It's full of intrigue and dirtiness..."

He sighed, "Okay, have a good rest. I'll find you a piece of cloth to cover your face so you don't scare people..."

His tone was very relaxed, but the moment he turned around, Mu Qingyan clearly saw his red eyes.

But she didn't have the energy to comfort him. She was very tired and needed a good rest...

She heard the door open and close, and heard Doctor Yan instruct Yueban, "Keep a good eye on your master... Report to me immediately if anything happens..."

Yueban responded with her head down, standing straight at the door without moving.

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