When the guards saw his desolate back, they felt sour for no reason.
Although they didn't fully understand what was going on here, they could probably guess it.
Because it was common for Tuoba Zheng to come to the Prince of Chu's Mansion and make a fuss. What was he doing for that? Naturally, it was for this monster who was neither male nor female.
The guards didn't understand. Besides having a good skin, what else did this monster have
The second prince and the prince actually fought over this monster and made a big fuss.
What made everyone even more angry was that this monster actually stole the second prince's dagger and stabbed the prince!
When everyone grabbed the Thousand-faced Young Master, they secretly added more strength.
The Qianmianzi's right arm was already injured and the pain was unbearable, but he was so stubborn that he remained silent.
The small movements of the guards made him more injured. The two broken bones creaked and rubbed against each other. The pain made his eyesight go black and he almost fainted.
If he hadn't grown up in Zixiao Pavilion, received ruthless killer training, and suffered countless hardships, he would never be able to survive now.
Even so, he was already trembling with pain, cold sweat dripping down his eyebrows, biting his lips and saying nothing.
This scene fell in the eyes of all the guards, and everyone couldn't help but feel shocked. They secretly admired him, but they didn't want to torture him secretly anymore.
Not long after, the housekeeper hurried into the house with a doctor.
At this time, Chu Shaoyang had been carried into the bedroom and lay flat on the couch. His eyes were wide open and he looked at the embroidered cloud patterns on the top of the tent, but he never fainted.
Hearing the footsteps, he remained motionless.
This was what the housekeeper saw when he entered the door, and he was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
"Prince, you..." He screamed and rushed forward.
Chu Shaoyang still had his eyes open and didn't even look at him.
Tears fell from the housekeeper's eyes, and he knelt down in front of the bed with a plop, sobbing and saying, "I, I, I... I'm late! Your Majesty, you... your heroic spirit, go slowly..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted angrily by the guards.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Get out of the way and let the doctor treat the prince's injury." The guards stepped forward and pulled the butler away.
The housekeeper was surprised and happy: "Treat the injury? So the prince hasn't..."
He swallowed the word "death" hard.
"Doctor, doctor, you must save the prince, you must save my prince."
The doctor who was invited was a well-known healer in the city. He was best at treating knife wounds.
As soon as he saw the dagger on Chu Shaoyang's chest, his expression changed. It was inserted so deep, how could he still be saved alive
The first thought made him want to run away.
The person lying on the bed is none other than the famous Prince Chu in the capital!
It would be fine if he was saved, but if he was not saved, his head would be left here.
"If you dare to leave, you will be killed!" The guards guessed what the doctor was thinking when they saw his posture, and immediately shouted fiercely.
The doctor's calf trembled, thinking that he had boarded a pirate ship today, and if he couldn't cure Prince Chu, he would definitely die.
That's all, just try your best to save him no matter what. Saving him is equivalent to saving yourself.
The doctor took a deep breath, stepped forward and pressed lightly around the dagger, and the solidified blood immediately poured out and touched his hand.