"Your Highness, do you feel nauseous?" The doctor stroked his beard and asked the fourth prince again.
"No." The fourth prince reluctantly sat up from the bed with his arms, then reached out and touched his face.
"grass!!"
His face felt burning pain with just the slightest touch.
"Your Highness, please don't touch it. I have just applied medicine on you." The doctor quickly stopped the fourth prince from touching his face and said, "Fortunately, His Highness only suffered some superficial injuries, although they looked a bit serious. But as long as you cultivate for more than half a month, nothing will happen."
"Half a month?" The fourth prince stared hard at the doctor and yelled at the doctor: "I will enter the palace tomorrow. How can I go if you let me stare at you like this?"
"My subordinates suggest that your Highness, it would be better for you to rest for half a month." The doctor bent down and said respectfully to the fourth prince.
"Damn..." The fourth prince could not help but curse, then turned around, glanced at his guard who was also beaten with black nose and swollen eyes, and said angrily: "Have you found out who did it??"
"Replying to Your Highness..." The guard hesitated for a moment, and then whispered to him: "Although the assassin was wearing a very ordinary cloth, my subordinate's sharp eyes just now saw that her clothes underneath seemed to be three-dimensional. The embroidery on the prince’s residence.”
"Third Prince?" The Fourth Prince narrowed his eyes and looked at his guard suspiciously without saying anything.
"Isn't it true that Your Highness and the third prince have been having a very bad relationship recently?" The guard lowered his head and whispered to the fourth prince: "I heard before that the third prince's mother-concubine hid the emperor's edict, causing the fourth prince to Now we cannot legitimately succeed to the throne, so is it possible that the third prince wants to target you this time?"
"He wants to target me?? It depends on whether he has the ability!?" The fourth prince's fat hands clenched tightly and slammed the bed hard.
"Ouch, fuck... it hurts me to death..." As soon as the fourth prince finished smashing it, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his palm.
"Your Highness, be careful. Your little finger was stepped on and broken. Don't use force easily." The doctor standing aside couldn't help but wrinkled his face and looked at the fourth prince with a sympathetic expression.
"Damn it, you didn't tell me earlier..." The fourth prince waved his fat hand and glared hard at the doctor.
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At this moment in the prime minister's house.
Ye Qiqi was sitting at the table with an overjoyed look on her face.
Huangfuling took the teapot on the table to add tea to Ye Qiqi and praised her: "Miss Qiqi is really amazing. This is a physical and psychological humiliation for the fourth prince."
"Indeed." Gong Mei nodded, looking at Ye Qiqi with a pair of beautiful eyes shining brightly, and said: "Didn't you see that when Qi Qi scattered the money at the end, the fourth prince was lying on the ground, with a look in his eyes? All the light went out, and he looked so hopeless that I really wanted to find an artist to draw him on the spot."
"Hahaha." Ye Qiqi looked at them with a smile and said: "This is called taking from the people and using it for the people. The fourth prince can tell at a glance that it is not a good thing. He has so much money. They all belong to common people who were plundered.”
Mo Hanqing reached out and picked up the teacup on the table, put it to his lips, and took a sip.