The weak prince's queen

At that moment, several assassins suddenly realized they were surrounded and trapped. One of them suddenly noticed Xiao Yichen still protecting Chu Xiyue behind him, and as if he had found a way out, a sly look flashed in his eyes. He gripped his sword tightly, exerting all his strength, aimed at Xiao Yichen's back, and prepared to stab him fiercely.

Chu Xiyue widened her eyes in horror, but the next moment, she opened her arms without hesitation and quickly stood in front of Xiao Yichen.

In the blink of an eye, the killer's sword came like a gust of wind and pierced Chu Xiyue's chest squarely.

"Ah! Sister Yue!" Dong'er, who came hurriedly from a distance, saw this scene and couldn't help but scream.

Seeing this, Mo Feng was furious. He immediately flew forward and killed the killer with a sword in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Xiao Yichen turned around quickly and caught the shaky Chu Xiyue steadily.

Xiao Yichen was extremely anxious. He immediately picked up Chu Xiyue, his eyes were extremely cold, and he ordered Mo Feng in a firm and cold tone: "Don't leave any of them alive!"

"Yes, Your Highness." Mo Feng responded respectfully.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yichen carried Chu Xiyue and rushed onto the carriage like lightning, and anxiously shouted to the secret guard driving the carriage: "Hurry to Doctor Ge, hurry!"

"Yes, Your Highness." The secret guards did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. They quickly waved their whips and drove the carriage away at full speed.

"Your Highness, it hurts so much..." Chu Xiyue's face was as pale as paper, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead. She frowned tightly, her voice trembling and weak, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I know. Okay, stop talking for now. We'll be at the doctor's soon." Xiao Yichen looked at the person in his arms with heartache and comforted her softly. He held her tightly, feeling her trembling body and weak breathing, his heart filled with anxiety and worry.

"I...I..." Chu Xiyue struggled to utter more words, but each word seemed to exhaust all her strength. Suddenly, blood gushed out of her mouth, staining Xiao Yichen's clothes red. She felt as if she were in a dark abyss, her life gradually leaving her.

"Princess... Lin Ruoxue... Don't sleep, we'll be there soon." Xiao Yichen's heart suddenly tightened. He kept calling her name, hoping to wake her from her coma. He gently stroked her face with his hand, trying to give her a little warmth and strength.

"Hurry up!" Xiao Yichen urged again. He was so anxious that he wanted to fly to the miracle doctor immediately. The secret guard driving the carriage also sensed his urgency and cracked his whip, accelerating the carriage forward, the wheels rolling forward.

Finally, the carriage arrived at Divine Doctor Ge's residence. Xiao Yichen carefully carried Chu Xiyue out of the carriage and walked quickly into the courtyard. He was extremely anxious, and his voice was filled with anxiety and fear: "Divine Doctor Ge... Divine Doctor Ge..."

Doctor Ge heard the shouts from outside and hurried out from the inner room. When he saw the injured Chu Xiyue in Xiao Yichen's arms, his face became solemn.

"Quick, carry him to the bed." Doctor Ge said urgently, his voice filled with anxiety and urgency. He quickly picked up the medicine box and walked quickly to the bedside.

Xiao Yichen hurriedly picked up Chu Xiyue and carefully placed her on the bed. His heart was tightly clenched, and his eyes were full of worry.

"Divine doctor, the princess was stabbed in the heart." Xiao Yichen said anxiously, his tone revealing his worry about Chu Xiyue's injury.

"I know that I am going to pull out the princess's sword now, and it may be painful. Your Highness, please help hold it and put a piece of cloth in the princess's mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue." Doctor Ge looked solemn and looked at Xiao Yichen firmly.

"Okay." Xiao Yichen nodded without hesitation and immediately followed the doctor's instructions. He gently lifted Chu Xiyue's body and let her lean against him. Then, he picked up a piece of soft cloth from the side and gently stuffed it into Chu Xiyue's mouth.

Doctor Ge took a deep breath, then slowly reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword. He carefully observed the area around Chu Xiyue's wound, making sure there was no other danger. Then he pulled hard and pulled the sword out of Chu Xiyue's chest.

"Ah!" As the sword left her body, Chu Xiyue let out a painful scream, the sound as shrill as a cuckoo's cry of blood, making people feel heartbroken. Then her body fell limply, her eyes closed tightly, and she was no longer conscious.

"Miracle doctor..." Xiao Yichen's heart tightened, his face filled with panic, as if the world was ending. He hugged Chu Xiyue tightly, fearing that something might happen to her, his voice trembling, "What should I do?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness. The princess just fainted from the pain." Doctor Ge hurriedly comforted her, "The most important thing now is to stop the bleeding." As he said that, he quickly took out the golden wound medicine and carefully applied it on Chu Xiyue's wound.

However, Chu Xiyue, who was unconscious, seemed to still feel the pain, her brows furrowed tightly, as if she was in great pain. Xiao Yichen was heartbroken. He half-hugged Chu Xiyue, gently stroking her brow with his hand, and kept muttering, "Lin Ruoxue, please don't be in any trouble. You must hold on. I will always be with you."

"Your Highness, the wound has been treated." Doctor Ge wiped the sweat from his forehead and reported to Xiao Yichen.

Xiao Yichen nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the unconscious Chu Xiyue in his arms. His brows were furrowed, his face full of worry and anxiety. After a long silence, he finally asked, "When will the princess wake up?"

Divine Doctor Ge looked solemn. He lowered his head in thought for a moment, then slowly said, "Right now, tonight will be the hardest to endure. The most feared thing after drawing the sword is a high fever. If the princess can make it through tonight, she should be fine. But if the fever persists, the situation will be grim."

After hearing this, Xiao Yichen's face instantly became even more gloomy and ugly. He clenched his fists tightly and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Chu Xiyue could get through this difficult time safely.

"Then I'll go and boil the medicine first." Doctor Ge looked at Xiao Yichen and said softly.

"Well, go ahead!" Xiao Yichen nodded, his tone heavy and firm.