With a bang, the originally closed door was swept open by a burst of palm force.
The door panel was swept with a loud bang, almost frightening Yu Jingfeng who was standing by the door.
"Your Majesty..."
Before Yu Jingfeng could react, Feng Jiuer was already like a gust of wind, hurried past him and broke into the room.
In the bedroom, beside the big bed, the man was holding on to the wooden pillar at the head of the bed, tightening his fingers.
"Uncle Nine Emperors..." Feng Jiuer rushed in. When he looked up, he saw blood pouring from the corners of Zhan Qingcheng's lips.
Damn it! Her provocation just now made him so angry that he vomited blood!
At this moment, Feng Jiuer hated herself so much that she slapped herself twice for being so ignorant! Ming Ming
Knowing that Uncle Nine Emperors was injured, she still wanted to be angry with him! She
I just wanted to go in and see him, but I didn't want to make him so angry.
When Yu Jingfeng saw the prince vomiting blood, he almost went crazy: "Your Majesty..." "
Uncle Nine Emperors." Feng Jiuer ran over quickly and supported his tall body, "Uncle Nine Emperors, you lie down first." "
Please let me lie down, so you can run to see Zhan Yuheng?" Zhan Qingcheng's breathing was very messy, and even his voice was extremely hoarse."
No, I'm not going anywhere, I'm just here with Uncle Nine Emperors." Feng
Jiu'er glared at Yu Jingfeng, who finally came to his senses and immediately came over to join her, supporting Zhan Qingcheng and leaning on the bed.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, let me check your pulse." Feng Jiuer wanted to hold his hand.
Qingcheng was still angry and took her hand back.
Yu Jingfeng saw something was wrong and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, I will go and ask the doctor to come here."
roll!"
"Your Majesty..."
"Get out of here!" Zhan Qingcheng's eyes darkened. Because of his anger, the blood surged in his chest and he almost vomited blood again.
"You go out first, I am the doctor, I can cure him." Feng
Jiu'er looked back at Yu Jingfeng and said anxiously: "Get out first, trust me!"
Yu Jingfeng couldn't believe it now. The prince didn't want the doctors to see it. Even if he called all the doctors in the palace, it would be useless.
What's more, when the prince is poisoned, he must not let anyone know about it. God
The doctor went to the southern barbarians again for his poison and has not come back yet. Now in the mansion, there is no one who can treat the prince.
After all, this is not an ordinary disease. Why?
In order not to make the prince angry, Yu Jingfeng hurried out and closed the door. Feng
Jiu'er looked at Zhan Qingcheng, who was still bleeding from the corners of his lips, and almost felt heartbroken!
"Uncle Nine Emperors, please let me administer acupuncture poison to you first. When you get better, you can punish me however you want. I will never complain, okay?" Zhan
Qingcheng didn't say anything, and Feng Jiuer immediately reached for his hand. He still wanted to avoid her, but this time, he wasn't so resistant.
Jiu'er was overjoyed and immediately grabbed his hand with force, placing her fingertips on his veins.
This pulse... really makes her anxious to death!
After just a moment, she retracted her fingers, took out the needle bag she carried with her, and was about to pull out the silver needle. No.
Unexpectedly, my hand was suddenly grabbed by him. "
Uncle Nine Emperors..." Jiu'er was stunned, raised his head, and met his cold eyes filled with anger.
"Has he..." Zhan Qingcheng's thick sword-like eyebrows furrowed as he stared closely at her face, his blood boiling, and another wisp of blood gushed out from the corner of his lips. "
Uncle Nine Emperors, please stop talking and don't disturb your breath. I'll give you..." But
He still held her wrist tightly, "Has he...did he do anything like that in the book with you?"
