Di Lanmo bent down, hoisted Chu Zhiyan onto her shoulder, and strode towards the small path out of the palace.
She didn't notice that where Chu Zhiyan had lain, a pool of brown blood was gradually seeping into the soil.
"Princess, how about you carry me on your back again?"
"Shut up! If you keep nagging, walk out on your own..."
The voices gradually faded away in the gentle breeze.
At the Prince Qin's Mansion.
"Your Highness!"
As soon as they entered through the side door, two worried voices, one male and one female, rang out in unison.
Di Lanmo looked up and saw Qiao Yan and Lan Jiaoshu, who had disappeared after the grand wedding.
Compared with Qiao Yan's worry, Di Lanmo could see from Lan Jiaoshu's eyes the almost undisguised affection.
Di Lanmo raised her eyebrows, her interested eyes scanning the man beside her: Who would have thought that with Chu Zhiyan's cold - like appearance as if everyone owed him a million silver taels, there would still be girls who liked him?
But that wasn't right. Di Tingyu and Miss Li seemed to like him quite a lot, but they were more attracted to Chu Zhiyan's good looks and his status. And this Lan Jiaoshu...
Di Lanmo smiled to herself in her heart. Then she said seriously to the two of them, "The prince was poisoned in the palace. Help me carry him to his room to rest first!"
The two of them quickly stepped forward to help. The three of them carried Chu Zhiyan back to his room together...
Di Lanmo walked to the desk in the room, spread out the paper, and picked up the writing brush. As she wrote, she said, "Qiao Yan, I'll write a prescription. You go and grab the medicine quickly, boil it for an hour, and then bring it to the prince. Lan Jiaoshu, go and prepare some strong liquor and a brand - new dagger. Hurry up!"
After the two of them left, Di Lanmo quickly walked towards the bed and reached out to undress Chu Zhiyan. "How do you feel now? You..."
Di Lanmo's hand paused. The bedsheet was actually covered in blood!
Chu Zhiyan was wearing black clothes, and with Di Lanmo being so distracted before, she hadn't noticed that he was not only poisoned but also had a knife wound. And she had even let his blood!
"Why didn't you say you were injured! Do you know that excessive blood loss can be fatal!" Di Lanmo's voice couldn't help but tremble, carrying an emotion she herself didn't even notice.
"It's just a minor injury. It's nothing!" Chu Zhiyan forced a ugly smile.
"You still have the mood to smile! I..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted...
"Your Highness, Princess. Eunuch Hao from the Emperor's side has come to deliver an imperial edict, saying that he wants to summon the prince!"
Di Lanmo recognized the voice. It was Chu Shisan, who had followed her before.
"Why would the Emperor summon you in the middle of the night?"
Di Lanmo was puzzled. Then, as if thinking of something, her expression changed in shock: "It's—"
"Shh!" Chu Zhiyan shook his head at her, signaling her not to say any more.
Seeing this, Di Lanmo finally understood. A cold smile appeared in her heart: What a good royal brother!
"You can't go in your current condition! We must find a way to avoid it!" Di Lanmo was extremely anxious, but for a moment, she couldn't think of any reason to fob it off.
Just then, Qiao Yan's voice came from outside the door. "Eunuch Hao, you can't go in! The prince and princess are resting!"
"I'm here on the Emperor's orders! Steward Qiao, I advise you to get out of the way! Don't delay the Emperor's important matters!" Eunuch Hao threatened Qiao Yan sinisterly.
Resting...
Di Lanmo's eyes lit up. She quickened her movements, tore off Chu Zhiyan's clothes in a few strokes, and half - undressed herself, revealing her jade - like shoulders.
With a flip, she straddled Chu Zhiyan. Ignoring Chu Zhiyan's groans, whether from the pain of the wound or something else, she casually pulled up the quilt and covered the two of them.
She completed all these actions in just a few breaths. Just then, the door was pushed open with a bang!
Eunuch Hao looked over through the screen. He saw the fair figure of a woman on top and a man lying flat below.
Although he couldn't see their faces clearly, with his sharp eyes, Eunuch Hao was sure that it was indeed Chu Zhiyan and Di Lanmo.
Chu Zhiyan's cold eyes looked over. Even through the screen, one could still feel the strong killing intent.
Eunuch Hao quickly lowered his eyelids. "Please forgive me, Your Highness and Princess! The Emperor has an urgent matter and has ordered this old servant to summon the prince to the palace!"
"Get out!" A cold shout rang out, filled with an unquestionable aura of murder.
"Yes..." Eunuch Hao's heart trembled, and he turned around and retreated.
The previous words were just an excuse to confirm the Prince Qin's condition. In the evening, when the Emperor was discussing matters in the imperial study, the imperial secret guards were fighting with someone outside and seriously injured that person.
The Emperor could only think of Prince Qin as the one who could escape from the imperial secret guards!
If it was him, Prince Qin definitely wouldn't be so awake and having sex with his princess at this moment.
Because of the poison on the secret guards' swords, it wouldn't kill Prince Qin, but at least it would make him unconscious!
Thinking of this, Eunuch Hao felt relieved, but then his heart skipped a beat: If it wasn't Prince Qin, then who was this highly skilled person?
Not to mention Eunuch Hao's series of thoughts, Di Lanmo didn't care about his mental activities either. The most important thing now was that Chu Zhiyan had fainted!
After confirming that Eunuch Hao had left, Chu Zhiyan, who had been on high - alert all night, finally relaxed and fell asleep.
It was easy for him to faint, but Di Lanmo was almost scared to death!
Chu Zhiyan's face was pale and bluish, and his breathing was barely audible. Di Lanmo thought that she had either pressed on his wound or he had lost too much blood and died.
She quickly reached out to his neck to check for a pulse. Only after confirming that there was still a pulse did she let out a long sigh of relief.
Di Lanmo put on her clothes and took out the medical box from under the bed. Just then, Lan Jiaoshu came back with the liquor and the dagger.
"Give them to me! You can go out now!" Di Lanmo reached out to take them and said calmly.
There was no movement behind her. Di Lanmo turned around, her eyes cold. "Don't you understand?"
Lan Jiaoshu hung her hands by her sides. A trace of coldness flashed in her eyes. "Yes!"
Originally, the liquor was for wiping Chu Zhiyan's body, but now it could be used for disinfection.
Di Lanmo picked up the scissors and cut off the clothes that had slipped down to Chu Zhiyan's waist with a tearing sound.
She picked up the wine jar and poured the liquor on Chu Zhiyan's wound. Stimulated by the pain, Chu Zhiyan frowned and groaned.
Di Lanmo quickly covered his thin lips—
She really couldn't let anyone discover his condition. God knows if there were any of the Emperor's spies in this mansion!
Covering Chu Zhiyan's lips, she picked up the dagger with her other hand. Her red lips pursed slightly as the tip of the dagger dug into the blue - black wound!
A chilling sound rang out. As she moved her hand, the black blood trickled down.
Di Lanmo ignored her sore wrist. She sprinkled the hemostatic powder on the wound and quickly bandaged it up.
By the time everything was over, it was already the third watch of the ugly hour.
Di Lanmo relaxed and took a short rest. Then Qiao Yan entered the room with the medicine.
"Princess!"
"Um." Di Lanmo waved her hand. "Steward Qiao, come and feed the prince the medicine!"
She was really too tired to move.
Qiao Yan hesitated for a moment and then stepped forward as told.
Sure enough!
"Princess, the prince can't swallow the medicine..."
No one could feed him medicine when he was unconscious!
In the past, whenever this happened, they would wait until he woke up before bringing the medicine to him.