The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

The people standing in the distance looked at the bright red on the ground under the altar and listened to His Majesty swearing on his own to bring rain only to North China, but no one was moved.

When Liang Chongyue finally came down from the altar, cold sweat was already pouring out of her back. She now understood why her scumbag father always felt weak for a while after the sacrifice. If someone else came here with a weak life, it would be difficult for them to get down from the altar.

"Your Majesty has worked hard today. Leave the rest to us."

Just now, when Liang Chongyue was standing on the altar and looked up at the sky, he saw that the originally cloudless sky was now covered with large patches of white clouds, which mostly blocked the originally scorching sun. He wondered when it would rain in North China.

Liang Chongyue placed one hand on Yunling's hand for support and nodded slightly to Li Wen who spoke:

"I am most at ease with you doing things."

After saying that, Liang Chongyue led his men away from the altar and walked down the mountain.

She has to go up the mountain by herself and go down the mountain by herself.

Only when he was standing just now did Liang Chongyue support himself on Yun Ling's hand. He walked the rest of the way alone. Only when he reached the last stone step did he immediately sprinkle medicine on the wound on his palm to stop the bleeding.

"Your Majesty, please go to the temple and rest for a while before returning to the palace."

Yun Ling looked at His Majesty's dragon robe soaked in blood and his hands that were still dripping with blood, and tears of heartache were about to fall.

"Your Majesty, please stay. The abbot has specially instructed that the courtyard be cleaned. Your Majesty may rest in the temple before leaving."

Lian Chi stayed on the mountain to complete the final ceremony. Liang Chongyue had lost too much blood at this time, and white flying insects flew past his eyes from time to time. Without thinking too much, he nodded in agreement.

After getting down the mountain, she didn't need to do anything else. The monk who had just spoken asked someone to bring a sedan chair. After checking that it was safe, Liang Chongyue sat in it with the help of Yun Ling. The sedan chair shook all the way and blood dripped from her body.

In order to recuperate, Liang Chongyue leaned his head on the sedan chair. Chi Rong silently led his elite soldiers forward a few steps, getting closer to His Majesty so as to protect His Majesty's safety at any time.

"Your Majesty, we are here."

Liang Chongyue opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was not the elegant courtyard, but the white insects flying around in his hazy vision. Liang Chongyue endured the discomfort and entered the courtyard with the help of Yun Ling.

Ping'an had already brought people to check everything outside the courtyard. After Liang Chongyue entered the house, she was surrounded by people she was used to and trusted, so she no longer forced herself to sit on the bed, and the next second she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Yun Ling was also not vague. He and Ping An went out together and ordered Chi Rong to take elite soldiers to guard the place. The other one took out the medicine box that had been prepared long ago and began to treat the emperor's wounds.

After Ping An finished instructing Chi Rong and came back, he saw Yun Ling carefully applying medicine to His Majesty. The two wounds on His Majesty's palms were not shallow. It seemed that His Majesty had been worried about the people in North China for a long time.

"Stop the bleeding first, and take care of the wound later."

Ping'an saw that His Majesty's face was pale and he was anxious. He picked up the hemostatic powder and wanted to sprinkle it into His Majesty's palm.

Your Majesty has fallen asleep, so the most important thing now is to stop the bleeding quickly.

Ping'an was about to sprinkle the powder when Yunling stopped him.

"Your Majesty has already stopped the bleeding, but the blood flow was too much, and it even stained the powder red. Look carefully, your Majesty's palm is no longer bleeding."

Ping'an heard this and lowered his head to watch Sister Yunling treating His Majesty's wound. After watching for a long time, he saw that the wound had really stopped bleeding, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more relieved.

"Fortunately, His Majesty has a trick up his sleeve. Otherwise, even the strongest body wouldn't be able to withstand the descent from such a high mountain, even with all the blood shed along the way."

Ping An was congratulating His Majesty on his wisdom, but just as he finished speaking, Yun Ling, who was unable to move his hands, kicked him in the calf:

"You idiot, can't you see the blood along the way?"

Yun Ling had been following His Majesty and saw that wherever His Majesty walked, he left bloody footprints. Even the dragon robe on the altar was soaked with blood, but it was unlikely that there would be such clear bloody footprints after coming down such a high mountain road. His Majesty clearly stopped bleeding after he came down the mountain.

Your Majesty has not slept well these past few nights because of the severe drought in North China. You have shed so much blood on the altar. If you don't stop, you are afraid that the gods will think your intentions are not sincere. How can you stop the bleeding with confidence?

Ping'an was kicked by Yunling. It wasn't a heavy kick, but it was noticeable.

After falling silent, he stood there waiting, only helping Sister Yunling pass something over from time to time.

"Go get a basin of warm water. Your Majesty's hands are covered in blood. You must wipe them thoroughly."

When Yun Ling said this, she recalled His Majesty standing on the altar covered in red, and every word he said was stained with blood. She was almost in tears.

God is blind. Your Majesty has had an extremely difficult journey. Why would such a natural disaster befall you to make you suffer so much?

Ping'an saw Yunling's red eyes and didn't dare to say anything more. He quietly went out to get a basin of warm water and brought it to the head of His Majesty's bed. He kept passing two handkerchiefs to Yunling's hands to wipe the blood off the back of His Majesty's hands.

"There's so much blood. If the Empress Dowager sees it when we get back, I wonder how heartbroken she'll be."

As Yun Ling wiped the blood off His Majesty, she whispered sadly. Ping An took her words to heart and a picture already appeared in his mind.

Just like before, no matter what Your Majesty wanted to do, the Queen Mother always supported him silently, and was always the saddest person after Your Majesty was injured.

"Your Majesty is a child of destiny, blessed by Heaven. I believe this wound will heal quickly."

Ping An could only say these comforting words to reassure Yun Ling, but he was also worried that it was so hot this summer and His Majesty's wound could not be exposed to water. During the recovery period, His Majesty would inevitably suffer.

Now I just hope that Your Majesty can recover soon. There are countless skilled doctors in the Imperial Hospital, and the patient will definitely recover.