The two guards quickly helped Xiao Wen, whose hands and feet were twitching, to lie down on the couch aside. Seeing that his face was turning green and pale, he was so anxious that he was about to go out, but was stopped by Xiao Wen.
"There is no need... there is no need to ask the imperial doctor, this is a trivial matter." Xiao Wen gasped, breaking out in cold sweat and his eyes were blurred.
"Prince Yan, do you really not need an imperial doctor? But you..."
"No need, you... go out..." Xiao Wen said painfully, not wanting anyone to see his painful look.[
The two guards looked at each other and hesitated.
"Quick...get out!"
Xiao Wen yelled, and the two guards were startled, so they quickly stepped back and closed the door.
Xiao Wen clutched the dusty quilt in pain on the couch, his whole body seemed to be on fire, and the strange air flow seemed to burn him.
"Yu'er..."
"Yu'er... don't leave..."
Xiao Wen began to feel confused. He kept seeing Ting Qingyu's leaving back. The pain in his body plus the pain in his heart made him almost want to take his own life.
The pain is everywhere...
Xiao Wen gritted his teeth tightly and did not hum. His eyes gradually turned red, the blood on his hands miraculously stopped, and his whole body was filled with heat, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.
There were countless heat waves beating in his body, not the heat of love or desire, but the kind of power that wanted to rush out of his body, wanting to tear him apart, but there was another force that was resisting...
"ah!"
Xiao Wen finally couldn't help but yelled, and slapped the couch with his hand. He only heard a click, and the couch was suddenly interrupted by Xiao Wen. His body lost his balance and rolled to the ground!
The two guards outside were so frightened that their faces turned pale, but remembering the terrifying look in Prince Yan's eyes just now, they couldn't help but remain silent and could only stand there and listen to the sounds coming from inside.
Xiao Wen was playing wildly inside, smashing the table to pieces and splitting the couch into many pieces, but only the paintings on the wall were not torn off by him.
It was like there were countless fires burning in his body.
It was like there were countless kinds of power increasing in his body.