Since that night, the prince's condition has really deteriorated day by day.
Especially since three days ago, he has been vomiting blood every night.
The first time he vomited blood was not only at night, but the old lord arrived just in time to help him use energy to suppress the poison.
That night, I finally managed to suppress the poison.
But last night, it was obvious that even the old lord was beginning to feel a little powerless, and the poison in the prince's body could not be suppressed at all.
Tonight, there is absolutely nothing I can do.
The prince vomited blood from time to time, and every time he vomited, he would vomit a large mouthful of blood. Everyone who saw this made everyone feel extremely distressed.
When Di Ji opened the door, Leng Yue and Yu Jingfeng rushed over immediately: "Old... Master, how are you doing, young master?"
Leng Yue immediately went over to push his wheelchair, and couldn't help but asked urgently: "Father, how is the young master doing?"
He didn't let anyone go in to see the young master because he was afraid that it would hinder his ability to perform his exercises. Now that he has completed his exercises, can he go in and have a look?
She really wanted to see what the young master was doing now. If she was left alone to think about things outside, she would almost go crazy!
Di Ji's face was very ugly, because he had just performed exercises on the people inside, and now his face was still pale.
He shook his head: "I won't vomit blood for the time being, but it will definitely continue later. I will continue to do his exercises later."
Both Yu Jingfeng and Leng Yue knew that the old lord could no longer bear it anymore. If he could persist, he would never stop.
"Father, are you vomiting blood too?" Leng Yue's sharp eyes saw the blood stains on his clothes.
Di Ji waved his hand: "It's okay, just push me out and don't disturb him."
Although he said he was fine, his face was so bad and there was so much melancholy hidden in his brows, could the Lord really be fine?
Leng Yue's eyes turned red, she turned away and secretly wiped her tears: "Father, is there really nothing we can do?"
The distance here from the Nanman was too far. Because the Lord was injured, they could not walk fast and their trip was delayed again.
Now the Lord is vomiting blood every night, and even the old Lord is helpless, what should I do?
Could it be that she was expected to just watch the Lord like this... No! If anything happened to the Lord, she would definitely not live alone.
Even on the road to hell, she must serve the Lord well and never let him suffer any injustice.
"Leng Yue, you wait for the master and take a rest, I will guard the young master." Yu Jingfeng took a deep breath, said goodbye to Di Ji, then turned and walked into the room.
Every movement was done so gently, for fear of disturbing the people resting inside.
Unexpectedly, the plain white figure inside was sitting beside the bed at this moment, looking at him expressionlessly.
"Your Majesty!" Yu Jingfeng was frightened and strode over in a hurry, as if he was afraid that he would fall off the bed at any time.
Zhan Qingcheng raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly. Although his eyes were really light, it made Yu Jingfeng stop in his tracks.
He was a little cautious, standing less than five steps away from him, and asked in a low voice: "Prince, how do you... feel?"
"What is that girl doing now?" He was injured like this, and the girl had his token, so there was no way she could do nothing.
He had been in a coma for several days and knew nothing about anything outside. Now he woke up and wanted to inquire about Miss Jiuer...
Yu Jingfeng breathed out, not daring to deceive, so he could only say truthfully: "Miss Jiu'er holds the prince's token, and I don't know who will let someone pretend to be you, the prince. Now, she is leading the newly selected fifty dragon cavalry troops.
