Jamel Xiao said nothing with a cold face. After a long while, he snorted coldly, "Just find a doctor to look at her. It's up to her whether she can survive."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The two guards lifted Mu Lingyue and left quickly.
Suddenly there was silence in the garden.
"You have never been a nosy person. Don't think that I don't know that Heifeng died because of you."[
Jamel Xiao looked straight at Dongfang Wuye and said expressionlessly.
Dongfang Wuye did not deny it, nodded and said, "Your Majesty is right, I really don't like to meddle in other people's business, but Zi Yan is my sister, I can't let her suffer from illness all her life."
Jamel Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Do you think I am really hard-hearted? I just want to teach that bitch a lesson, and I have no intention of letting her lose her life."
If Dongfang Wuye hadn't taken action first, he would have taken action secretly at the moment when the black bear was about to bite off Mu Lingyue's neck.
Dongfang Wuye gently raised the corners of his lips, with a slight smile on his handsome and gentle face, "So, I have wrongly blamed the prince."
"snort."
Jamel Xiao snorted coldly, ignored him, turned around and walked out.
Dongfang Wuye was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.
It is said that Prince Xiao has a heart of stone and kills without blinking an eye.
He has known him since he was a child, and the two have been friends for ten years. He knows Jamel Xiao at least five points.
He is indeed cruel and ruthless towards others, and even his royal brothers and sisters are afraid of him.
However, there are still people in this world that he can treat specially.
One is his deceased mother-in-law, who was doted on by three thousand people like a noble concubine.
There is another one...his sister Dongfang Ziyan. If Ziyan hadn't suddenly contracted a strange disease, Xiao Jamlan would have named her the princess.
In the backyard of the palace, in a long-abandoned courtyard, the ground was covered with golden fallen leaves and broken flowers.
No one has been here for a long time.
On weekdays, no one ever comes to clean it.
There was already a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground. When the wind blew, the fallen leaves were swept into the air and filled the sky, flying like rain.
In this courtyard, where normally no one is seen, there are now about a dozen guards guarding it.[
With a "bang" sound, the door of a room in the courtyard was kicked open unceremoniously.
Fu'an, the steward of the palace, walked into the house with an old man with a gray beard. Fu'an pointed at Mu Lingyue who was lying on the pile of grain and hay, "That's her. Please ask the imperial doctor to see if she can be saved."
Doctor Li looked in the direction he was pointing and was startled. His gray beard trembled and his eyes widened as he asked, "She is the one that Butler Fu wants me to diagnose and treat?"
The person lying on the pile of grain and hay was clearly a bloody man.
He was covered in blood from head to toe. No wonder he smelled blood as soon as he walked in.
After so much blood, how can he be saved?
Fu'an nodded, "Yes."
Doctor Li just took one look at it and didn't dare to look again. He stroked his beard and shook his head and said, "This girl lost too much blood. I'm afraid she won't be able to be saved."
Fu'an smiled, still with a polite smile on his face, but what he said frightened Dr. Li's heart to tremble a few times, "Mr. Li, the prince asked me to bring you a message."
"Oh? I wonder what the prince's orders are?"
Fu'an smiled and said, "If we can't save her, there is no need for Dr. Li to return to the palace. Our prince never leaves a useless person behind."