"Third Prince, Third Prince, Feng Muran, you bastard, wake up quickly..." Looking at Feng Muran in a pool of blood, Nangong Yueyao panicked. He was injured because he saved himself. If it was because of
She lost her life and she will never forgive herself in this life.
"Feng Muran, wake up, wake up quickly..." Nangong Yueyao kept shouting, but Feng Muran still didn't move. When everyone heard Nangong Yueyao's panicked cry, they hurried away.
When they came over, they saw Feng Muran lying in a pool of blood, Nangong Qing, Nangong Wenchu, and Lin Huayan were extremely shocked. Without asking what happened, they quickly called for someone to take the third prince back to the palace for first aid.
"Yue Yao, it's okay..." Nangong Wenchu looked at Nangong Yueyao's empty eyes and felt very distressed. He hurriedly stepped forward to hold his sister in his arms and comforted her.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" In the Third Prince's palace, Concubine Wan looked at Feng Muran who was lying on a stretcher covered in blood and being carried back in disbelief. She didn't know what happened.
"Why are you still standing there? Go and call the imperial doctor quickly?" Concubine Wan looked at her son's wounds in a panic and asked someone to call the imperial doctor quickly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" The bright red snow made Wan Fei more and more shocked as she looked at it. She was fine when she went out in the morning, but how could she be hurt like this when she came back.
"What's going on?" Looking at her son, Wan Fei turned around and asked.
"Minion, I don't know what's going on. I just followed the third prince to the Nangong Sect Leader's Mansion for a banquet. However, when I rushed there, the third prince was lying in a pool of blood..." The attendant replied in panic.
, and I don’t know what’s going on.
"We're going to a banquet. What banquet are we going to?"
"Yes - it was Miss Nangong who invited the Third Prince to the mansion for a banquet today. Later, the Third Prince refused to follow, so the servant withdrew. When he heard Miss Nangong's cry, the Third Prince became like this..." Attendant
His legs weakened and he fell to his knees on the ground. He answered intermittently because of panic.
The image of Nangong Yueyao came to Wan Fei's mind. It turned out to be that child. The last time she saw her, she only thought that although she was only twenty-eight years old, she was already a beautiful woman. She was not a queen, but she was also very handsome.
Her eyes are also very charming. Last time the emperor was hurt because of her and was scolded by his father. He didn't expect that he was hurt like this today and it was because of her.
Seeing her unconscious son covered in blood, Concubine Wan felt extremely anxious.
"Come on, tell Sect Master Nangong and his wife to come into the palace immediately. What happened today is all because of their daughter. I must punish her severely..."
When the palace servants went to the Nangong Sect Master's Mansion to convey the message, Nangong Qing had already changed into court clothes. No matter what, the third prince was seriously injured in his mansion, so he had to at least go to the palace to report the situation.
"Wait a minute, my cousin must be very anxious. I'll go with you..." Just as he was about to leave, he saw his wife had also changed into court clothes and walked out of the screen.
Nangong Qing and Lin Huayan smiled at each other, and entered the palace with the palace officials, preparing to explain the situation to Concubine Wan.
"Your Majesty, according to my concubine, the emperor is injured like this. Nangong Yueyao has an unshirkable responsibility and must be severely punished." The news of Feng Muran's injury quickly reached Feng Aoyang's ears. Feng Aoyang was concerned about it.
My son, I hurried to my son's bedroom. Concubine Wan was still crying beside me.
"Wanfei, I know you are eager to protect your son, but didn't your attendant just say,