Nan Yan was completely speechless.
She just stared straight at Li Buwhang's bloody hand. At this moment, the blood was still dripping down along the tip of the knife, and several bright red flowers had bloomed on the ground.
She was speechless.
Ye Zheng and the others came up with lingering fears, especially Jian Ruocheng, because he was a courtier, although he followed, he couldn't immediately rush into the concubine's room, so he didn't understand what happened just now.
But he saw Li Bushang's hand at a glance.
He took a deep breath and said, "It doesn't hurt, just let it go."
"..."
Li Buhur didn't speak.
Those hands, as if they didn't know the pain, still held the blade tightly.
Ye Zheng also said: "Li Bushang, let go quickly."
"..."
"Otherwise your hand will be destroyed!"
"..."
Li Bushang still didn't say a word, his eyes were only on Nanyan.
At this time, Zhu Feng also came up.
He frowned, looking at Li Bushang's hand, for some reason, although the danger had been lifted, the expression on his face was not relaxed.
On the contrary, it was a little more dignified than before.
He said: "Li is not hurt, let go."
As soon as his heavy voice sounded, Nan Yan seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, and then looked at Li Bushang's firm, unmoving eyes. She took a deep breath and said, "I, I'm fine."
As soon as the voice fell, there was a "bang bang".
The knife fell to the ground.
Li Bushang's hands finally let go, and as soon as he let go, he saw the deep incision inside, bloody and bloody, Zhu Feng frowned, and immediately said: "Ye Zheng, call the imperial physician to the imperial study!"
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After all, Jianfu Palace was the residence of the concubine, and Du Jieyu was still lying on the bed, so it was inconvenient for everyone to stay for a long time, so they all followed Zhu Feng to the imperial study.
During this period, no one cared about Du Jieyu who was sleeping behind the curtain.
When they arrived at the imperial study, Imperial Physician Chen also arrived, and he pulled Li Bushang aside to treat his wound.
And Zhu Feng sat down, and ordered Jian Ruocheng and Ye Zheng to deal with today's affairs.
Upon hearing this, Nan Yan was about to say something, Zhu Feng said again: "That palace lady—let her be buried as soon as possible."
"..."
"You don't need to let too many people know about this."
Ye Zheng and Jian Ruocheng immediately said: "Yes!"
After finishing speaking, the two of them followed each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, when they saw Liyun's body being dragged out, both of them thought at the same time that the palace maid would have no bones left. After all, plotting to assassinate the emperor and spreading the disease in the palace is a felony enough. The nine clans have been punished.
However, Zhu Feng asked them to bury her.
Apparently, his mentality has undergone some changes compared to the violence and rage before.
The two walked out.
At this time, Li Bushang's wound was healed, and Chen Taiyi also resigned and left.
Nan Yan walked up to him, held his hands wrapped in layers of gauze, and said softly, "Does it still hurt?"
Li Bushang hurriedly shook his head, his face was already pale with pain, but he said, "Are you okay?"
Nan Yan was too sad to speak.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Feng felt his breath sink, and he suddenly said, "Little devil, come here."
Li Bushang looked back at him, thought for a while, and walked in front of him.
Zhu Feng looked down at his hands, and said, "This time, you did a good job."
"..."
"Do you want any reward?"