Several guards on duty at the perimeter also rushed up. Seeing the blood on Lu Wenlong's face, they were so shocked that they couldn't help themselves.
Wu Qimai had no choice but to hold the child in his arms, get on top of a horse and run towards the open roof, shouting loudly as he ran: "Witch doctor, find the witch doctor quickly..."
A black horse whirled through the mangroves, approaching the direction of the big tent.
The big tent was still noisy and the crowds were mixed. Hua Rong looked around and saw that his son was nowhere to be seen. He was about to turn his horse back to the small tent when he saw a horse rushing towards him like crazy, and people ran away to avoid it.
When she saw that it was Wu Qimai, she was even more surprised. What happened
Wu Qimai was holding a person in her hand. When she saw her clothes, her face changed. Her heart skipped a beat. She jumped off the horse and rushed over. At this time, Wu Qimai also jumped off the horse and shouted: " Witch doctor, witch doctor…”
She took a step forward and shouted: "Wu Qimai, what happened?"
Wu Qimai knelt down as soon as his legs went weak. When his hands loosened, Lu Wenlong almost fell to the ground. He was so frightened that he uttered incoherently: "Madam, the little prince, he, the little prince..."
Hua Rong's legs also felt weak, and he hugged his son. He saw blood all over his head and face, as if he had just fallen from a very high place.
Her heart was broken. The half-year-old child was so heavy that she could hardly hold it. He fell to the ground immediately. She didn't even bother to check her son's injury. She hurriedly took out a bottle of pills from her arms and poured them into his mouth. After drinking seven or eight pills in a row, she stopped tremblingly, looking blankly at the blood on her son's face, and reaching up to her nose, it seemed that there was no breath left.
"Wenlong... Wenlong... son... son..."
Tears welled up, and she randomly took out two more black pills from her arms, and stuffed them into Lu Wenlong's mouth without thinking. At this time, he could no longer swallow it, and Hua Rong patted his vest. , took a smooth breath, and with a beep, the pill fell into his stomach.
The witch doctor in black robes had already rushed over. Amidst the cries of the children, Hua Rong took a look and saw behind him a man holding an eight or nine-year-old child and crying loudly. The child was also bloody and bloody. Already breathless.
She didn't have time to ask what happened, and immediately grabbed the witch doctor: "Save the child quickly..."
The witch doctor knelt on the ground and muttered something. He didn't know what kind of water he took and sprinkled it on Lu Wenlong's head. Then he touched the top of Lu Wenlong's head. There was a look of disappointment in his eyes and he shook his head: "Little prince, he has been taken by God Haotian." gone… "
Hua Rong was furious and roughly opened him up: "What nonsense are you talking about? Get away..."
The witch doctor backed away, and Hua Rong picked up the child and ran to the tent. People hurriedly gathered around her. She shouted as she ran: "Quick, get water, pound the herbs..."
Everyone scrambled to follow her instructions and took out various herbs to treat trauma, and got warm water. Hua Rong tinkered with it, and gave her son several kinds of medicine. At this time, Lu Wenlong remained silent.
She twisted the veil and wiped the blood all over her son's body. She saw scars on his forehead and body, his hands were cut, and his clothes were torn.
After wiping away the blood, her eyes were almost completely blurred by sweat. She wiped the blood and suddenly remembered something and shouted: "Where is the Fourth Prince?"
Everyone murmured, but the fourth prince did not explain his whereabouts, not even Wu Qimai knew.
Hua Rong was furious. After something like this happened, Jin Wushu was nowhere to be seen. Where could he go to live happily? He keeps saying he loves his son, but does he love him like this
In a blink of an eye, there was a bustle outside the tent, with many people surrounding it, including Jin Wushu's concubines, Wang Junhua, and Yelu Guanyin, all of whom showed signs of concern.
"What's wrong with the little prince?"
"Has the little prince woke up yet?"
"Go away, go away, all of you, go away... Wuqimai, immediately give the order that no one is allowed to approach the tent..."
Wu Qimai waved his hand, and everyone left in a hurry in fear.
Hua Rong calmed down a little at this time, and suddenly whispered: "Wu Qimai, please dispatch your troops immediately. No one is allowed to approach the tent, and no one is allowed to leave... Remember, no matter who it is, no one is allowed to leave. , wait for the fourth prince to come back and deal with it... "
Wu Qimai had known her for many years, but the two had almost never spoken to each other. At this moment, he suddenly heard her giving orders. He felt strange, but he did not dare to disobey at all, and immediately took the order and left.
Countless herbs were piled in the room. Hua Rong took a look and put her hand to her son's nose again. Although the breath was still cold, she was sure that her son was still alive.
Feeling slightly relieved, I immediately stood up and carefully looked at my son's body.
Wu Qimai had come back, and she hurriedly asked: "Where did Wenlong go today?"
"He said he saw two little bears and must go hunting. When I heard his cry, I saw that he and the horse were very frightened..." Wu Qimai did not doubt that he was there, thinking that the children and the horse were frightened by the little bears. .
"What has he eaten today?"
"The little prince always eats in the small tent. I even prepare the water for him myself. There is no problem."
When Hua Rong asked, he had already checked his son's body, and then opened his eyelids to see that there was no sign of poisoning. Could it be that he simply fell off his horse? What terrible thing did they see? Two children were killed and one was injured? It was a feeling of heartbreak and self-blame. If I hadn't been stranded outside for a long time, maybe my son wouldn't have died tragically.
It seemed that the cry of the child's father could still be faintly heard outside. The child died on the spot, and there was no room for rescue. Hua Rong sighed and held his son's hand. He was still full of doubts in his heart. His son had excellent riding skills. Although he is young, many adults are not as good as him. How could he be so out of control
Just when I was wondering, I heard Wu Qimai's voice: "Fourth Prince, Fourth Prince, you are back..."
Before he finished speaking, only the sound of rapid running was heard. Jin Wushu almost rushed in, his voice trembling: "Son, son, what's wrong with you..."
… …
Hua Rong stepped aside and looked at him coldly. Jin Wushu rushed over and took his son's hand. He saw that his son was unconscious and even shouted several times without any response. He hurriedly asked Hua Rong: "What happened to the child?" What happened? "
Hua Rong didn't speak.
He got angry: "Hua Rong, you are talking..."
Wu Qimai came in from the door and briefly told the story in a low voice. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the child fell off his horse? He turned to Hua Rong, only to see that Hua Rong had turned sideways and was carefully looking at the child's whole body, from fingernails to toenails, even eyebrows and hair, not a single detail was missed.
"Hua Rong, what's the situation?"
Hua Rong turned a deaf ear and did not answer any of his words. She took back her hand, looked at her son's closed eyes, and fell into deep thought. She was also very frightened. Although her son had not died, there was no sign of improvement. They spent all these days together day and night. , the emotion between mother and child heated up rapidly. This child's kindness to her, her dependence on herself, and her protection were no less than her biological son. The more nervous she became, the more heartbroken she became, and she couldn't hear Jin Wu at all. What exactly is Shu talking about
Jin Wushu couldn't get any answer, so he took a breath and reached out to touch his son's nose: "Witch doctor, go and call the witch doctor..."
The witch doctor was waiting outside the door, and upon receiving the order, he came in immediately.
"Quick, look at the little prince..."
The witch doctor had already sentenced Lu Wenlong to death, but now that the fourth prince had given the strict order, he did not dare to disobey. He stepped forward to take a closer look at Lu Wenlong's head and face, and took Lu Wenlong's hand. A look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and he looked at Hua Rong again. As he muttered something, he discovered that the child was still alive.
Jin Wushu followed his eyes and looked at Hua Rong, also very surprised. Hua Rong then asked the witch doctor: "Do you think he was poisoned?"
The witch doctor also examined it very carefully, looking all over his body, but he couldn't tell the reason. He just shook his head violently: "It's not poison, it's not poison..."
Hua Rong was cold and said nothing.
The witch doctor sprinkled some more black potion of unknown origin on Lu Wenlong's wounds. Seeing that it didn't help, he had no choice but to retreat.
The room became quiet again, and Jin Wushu walked around: "How could this child fall off the horse so accidentally?"
Hua Rong then spoke: "He's not injured, he's poisoned!"
"Ah? How could it be? There are no signs of poisoning at all..."
"It's not poison? What kind of injury can cause such injuries? Look at his hands and feet. The scars have not penetrated deep into the bone marrow at all. They are just an illusion of injury. This kind of skin trauma is not fatal at all... "
Jin Wushu took a closer look and found that they were just superficial injuries. According to common sense, it was impossible to be so unconscious.
Hua Rong suddenly asked: "Where is the dead child?"
Jin Wushu immediately understood what he meant and rushed out. By the lake, the child's father was holding a sad cremation, preparing to throw him and his favorite pony into the blazing fire.
After a while, Jin Wushu returned to the tent and was very surprised: "The child was indeed injured and died. He was trampled on the head and chest by the crazy horse and died..."
While talking, Hua Rong took out a small medicine bottle from her arms and poured it into her son's mouth again.
"Hua Rong, what kind of medicine is this?"
All kinds of poisons are rampant in the Orochi tribe, and the poisonous flowers are mutually exclusive. There are many strange pills refined by ancient priests in the tribe. Hua Rong is alone and is afraid of encountering unexpected events, so Orochi gives her some of the most effective and precious pills to take with her. When she saw that her son was injured, she treated him like a dead horse, so she gave him some of everything. Unexpectedly, his life was temporarily saved. It was precisely because of this that she concluded that her son must have been poisoned.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Jin Wushu asked again: "Poison? Who would poison a child?"
Two faces flashed before Hua Rong's eyes, either Wang Junhua or Yelu Guanyin. What else is there to say
She glanced at Jin Wushu angrily: "What have you done again? My son is not here even if something happens to him..."
Jin Wushu said loudly: "I'm looking for you! If you don't come back for a long time, I'm afraid something might happen, so I'll look for you!"
She sneered: "What accident can happen to me? Are you afraid that if I run away, you won't be able to get the antidote? I tell you, if your son dies, I will never give you the antidote."
Jin Wushu was furious: "You ungrateful woman, I am worried about you. I am afraid that you are in danger, so I went to Yanjing to find you..."
"You have such good intentions?!"
Jin Wushu breathed heavily and found that the harmony between the two people had finally been established, and her deliberate gentleness and good attitude in the past few days were all wiped out because of her son's accidental poisoning. .The two people have completely returned to a state of hostility to each other.