Huo Wei always carried the hemostatic powder specially made for him by Shen Guilan. Aunt Meijiang quickly stepped forward and took the powder.
"Your Highness, please go out first. Let this old servant handle it. It won't look good if His Majesty sees you later.
This old servant used to be a soldier. I know how to deal with this kind of injury. Please rest assured, Your Highness."
Huo Wei kept his eyes on Dugu Luanyue. The back of his hand was trembling. His hand had been shaking ever since that arrow was shot.
He leaned against the door of the wing - room, then slumped down weakly under the door. He hugged his head with both hands, and his head began to throb violently.
At this time, Murong Min walked up to the wing - room. When he cast a sidelong glance, the fierce and murderous look in his black eyes was almost uncontrollable.
It turned out that it was his mother buried under that nameless stele.
Why did Murong Min bury his mother so far away from his hometown, Danyang City? And why was she alone here?
Huo Wei didn't understand. Maybe Dugu Luanyue knew something?
"Your Ladyship, please bear it! Bear it!" Aunt Meijiang was comforting, but the sound of the mistress in pain came from inside.
But at this moment, Huo Wei could only stand outside the door waiting helplessly.
His heart felt as if it was being fried in a boiling oil pan. Every breath felt like a knife cutting into his flesh.
An hour passed. Aunt Meijiang came out with both hands covered in blood. She lost control and shouted, "Quickly call the imperial physicians!"
Huo Wei suddenly stood up. "How is she inside?"
Aunt Meijiang was on the verge of tears. "The wound is too close to the heart. This old servant didn't dare to act rashly. Your Ladyship is in critical condition."
Huo Wei pressed his trembling right hand and kept his eyes fixed on the inside. "Is the bleeding stopped?"
Aunt Meijiang wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand, leaving Dugu Luanyue's blood on her forehead. She said anxiously,
"The bleeding has stopped, but it's not easy to pull out the arrow. Your Highness, what should we do? Your Ladyship won't die like this, will she?"
None of Dugu Luanyue's people blamed Huo Wei, but at this moment, Huo Wei was almost suffocating. His lips moved.
"If she's gone, I'll follow her to the grave. I'll take that old man with me too."
Aunt Meijiang pulled him aside. "Your Highness, don't say such discouraging words. None of us blame you. These are all Your Ladyship's choices.
Your Ladyship said that if you want to catch tiger cubs, you must enter the tiger's den. In life, we often have to take risks.
Your Ladyship wants His Majesty's trust, so she has to exchange it with a matter of life and death."
Huo Wei composed himself and looked up at the guard beside him.
"Meng Tan, ride as fast as you can to inform Shen Guilan to come. Hurry."
After saying this, Huo Wei looked at Aunt Meijiang again. "Find a way to distract Murong Min. I'll give it a try."
Inside the wing - room, Murong Min had been holding her hand. "You silly girl, why did you block the arrow for me? It's too dangerous."
Dugu Luanyue's eyes were unfocused. She smiled weakly at him.
"I don't know either. My first reaction was just to do so.
Your Majesty has been calling the imperial physicians to the Zichen Palace every day these days. Your health is not good. I've been worried about you every day."
Murong Min frowned. "The Queen will surely be fine. I've already ordered all the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital to come quickly."
Dugu Luanyue hooked the corner of her lips. Her jade - like eyes were naturally amorous and extremely sincere. "As long as I can ward off disasters for Your Majesty and see you well, I'm satisfied."
Murong Min felt a pang in his heart. "Don't say such things. It makes me feel uncomfortable.
You've been in the Northern Yan for so long. I'm afraid I haven't treated you well.
Luanyue, don't worry. I'll treat you well from now on and never let you suffer any grievances again."
Dugu Luanyue shook her head. "Your Majesty doesn't need to make any promises to me. I'm not the kind of person who uses a favor to seek rewards.
I did this just because I regard Your Majesty as my husband.
But Your Majesty has always regarded me as the princess of Southern Chu and has always been on guard against me and doesn't trust me much.
But I don't regret it. Who asked me to fall in love with Your Majesty from the very beginning?"
Murong Min held her jade hand and could already feel the coldness. He reached out and touched Dugu Luanyue's forehead.
"No more. From now on, you're my legitimate wife, not the princess of Southern Chu."
Aunt Meijiang walked in from outside the door, wiping her tears. "Your Majesty, please save Her Ladyship the Queen!"
Murong Min turned his body. "What do you mean? Aren't we trying to save her?"
Aunt Meijiang cried as she spoke.
"The gods enshrined in Fuyue Temple are said to be very efficacious. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven and can talk to the heavens. Could you please go and pray for Her Ladyship's safety? This old servant is begging Your Majesty."
Anyway, it was useless for him to stay here. It would be better to let the Prince of Yuzhang come in. He said he had a way.
What was the use of this useless man staying here?
Murong Min nodded. "Okay, I'll go right away. I'll surely pray devoutly to the heavens to bless the Queen to be safe and sound."
As soon as Murong Min left, Huo Wei rushed into the wing - room. Looking at Dugu Luanyue covered in blood, his eyes were filled with pain. He gritted his teeth and walked up to her. He swallowed back the scolding words and began to prepare to pull out the arrow.
But the short arrow had penetrated too deeply and was very thin. He was afraid that if he used too much force, it would break.
Once it broke, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Dugu Luanyue said, "I trust you the most. Go ahead, Huo Wei."
Huo Wei rolled up his sleeves and lifted up all the clothes on her chest. The hideous and bloody wound came into his sight.
"I'll settle this score with you later."
It was the same place as before. Dugu Luanyue had once blocked a knife for him. Even the position of the wound hadn't changed.
...
On the other side, in the main hall of Fuyue Temple, Su Rou was kneeling in front of the gods and kowtowing non - stop. "Please, three gods, bless Her Ladyship the Queen to get through this difficult time!"
Murong Min walked over. His bright yellow dragon robe was covered in bloodstains. He was also going to offer incense. His mood was rather gloomy.
Su Rou was startled by the sound and suddenly stood up, knocking the box under the statue of the gods to the ground.
She looked back in panic. "Your Majesty, why did you come suddenly? This servant pays respects to Your Majesty."
Murong Min looked at the box with the peony pattern and then at Su Rou's overly panicked expression. He asked, "What's in the box?"
Su Rou stammered. "I... I don't know, Your Majesty."
She picked up the box guiltily and hid it behind her.
Murong Min's narrow and long eyes were unfathomable. He stretched out his palm. "Give it to me."
Su Rou shrugged her shoulders and her words were evasive. "This is Her Ladyship the Queen's thing. She told me not to show it to anyone."
Murong Min's voice sank. "I'm telling you to give it to me."
Su Rou trembled as she handed the brocade box over. She didn't dare to say another word and stood aside with her shoulders shrugged.
Murong Min slowly opened the brocade box and unfolded all the little scraps of paper inside.
It was seen that Murong Min's cold face began to warm up. From being cold, it gradually showed some warmth, and then he let out a rather emotional smile.
That smile was extremely special. It was the first time in so many years of serving Murong Min that Su Rou had seen a real, unrestrained and unconstrained expression on his face.