The pain was enough to split her brain. It was tens of thousands of times more painful than the sword wound on her right hand stabbed by Ling Luo!
The hysterical screams quickly attracted a group of slaves on the first floor.
"Princess Yangyue! Princess Yangyue, what's wrong with you?!"
Jingshu, the personal maid, was the first to rush forward and hugged Xuanyuan Yangyue's body rolling on the ground.
"It hurts! It hurts so much! Ling Luo! Ling Luo! I'm going to kill you!" The extremely vicious voice resounded throughout Moshang Xiangfang, and everyone who heard it couldn't help being frightened.
"Spiritual realm! My spiritual realm is going to be destroyed!"
Xuanyuan Yangyue rolled on the ground and convulsed for a while, and then the pain eased slightly.
With Jingshu's support, she returned to the boudoir of Moshang Xiangfang in an extremely embarrassed state, covered in blood, with disheveled hair.
"Princess Yangyue..." Jingshu knew a little about medical science, took out the medicine box, and helped Xuanyuan Yangyue simply treat and bandage the wound, "You are very seriously injured."
"Eyes!" Xuanyuan Yangyue suddenly reached out and grabbed Jingshu's arm, looking extremely anxious and panicked, and said, "Jingshu, this princess can't see anything now, what should I do? Will it happen again?
Can you regain your sight?"
"Yes, yes, definitely yes!" Jingshu replied hurriedly, "I will take you back to the Prince Regent's Palace now. Among the prince's staff is a miracle doctor who can make human flesh and bones come alive. As long as Mr. Liu is found, Princess, you will
It will definitely recover completely!”
"Okay, okay! Let's set off back to the Imperial City now!" Xuanyuan Yangyue's face was extremely pale, and her bloodless lips were trembling with anxiety.
She stretched out a hand, touched her eyebrows, and murmured: "There seems to be something wrong with my mental realm, as if there is a blazing flame burning..."
What's more serious is that it seems that whenever she uses the energy of gold, she will be in agony.
"Go back to the Regent's Mansion first." Jingshu cut off Xuanyang Yangyue's words, helped her stand up, and said, "Princess, we can't delay any longer. I'll call your Bifangniao mount right now and let it carry it.
You return to the Imperial City as quickly as possible."
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After lunch, the carriage sped up, and by the time it was getting dark, it had arrived at the Imperial City.
The carriage drove to the prince's residence.
Xuanyuan Yu supported Ling Luo, and Xuanyuan Ze hugged Jianlong, and they got off the carriage together.
"Your Highness, Ling Luo cannot follow you to the Prince's Mansion. She is a sinner. According to the convention, she should go to the Senate with you and be temporarily imprisoned in prison."
Xuanyuan Hong took a step forward, bowed and stopped in front of Xuanyuan Yu and Ling Luo.
"Detained in prison?" Xuanyuan Yu's face suddenly darkened, "Third Elder, are you kidding?"
His woman, following him to his own country for the first time, actually had to live in that kind of dark prison with no daylight?!
Three steps away, Xuanyuan Hong could still clearly feel the surging anger and murderous intent emanating from Xuanyuan Yu.
Xuanyuan Hong's face turned pale, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his back. He lowered his eyebrows and said cautiously: "Your Highness, please be considerate of me. I only act in accordance with the regulations and do not dare to deal with Ling."