Pei Yuanjun was lying on the bed, with a bloody patch on his right chest where the arrow was stuck. Several imperial doctors came over to discuss the matter, but none of them dared to do anything.
In the end, it was the British palace's own famous doctor who stepped forward and pulled out the arrow.
Basins of blood were sent out. Qu Moying sat there with her whole body cold and almost stiff. One of her hands was held tightly by Pei Yuanjun, who had no intention of letting go until now.
Some doctors tried to pull his hands away, but it was no use. In the end, they did not dare to hurt him, so they could only let Qu Moying stay with him. After all, she was the future Princess of England, so even if she was a little rude now, it would not be a big deal.
"The Emperor has arrived!" A voice came from outside, and was passed in layer by layer. Everyone knelt down. Qu Moying held Pei Yuanjun's hand with one hand, and with the other hand on the edge of the bed, he also knelt down with his head lowered.
There were hurried footsteps coming in, and a pair of black boots with dragon patterns appeared in front of him.
"What's going on?" The emperor came in and asked sternly when he saw Pei Yuanjun lying on the bed with a pale face.
Pei Yuanjun was lying on the bed with his shirt unzipped. The arrow in his chest had been removed and he had even applied medicine. The imperial doctors were bandaging his wounds, and when they heard the emperor coming in, they all knelt down.
"Wrap your wound first." The emperor said sternly.
The imperial physician hurriedly got up and carefully re-bandaged the wound.
"How serious is the injury? Is it serious?" The emperor looked at Pei Yuanjun's face and asked anxiously.
"This... I can't say for the moment." An old doctor said tremblingly, "Your Highness the King of England is seriously injured. It would be best if he could wake up tonight. If he can't wake up..."
I dare not say any more.
“Do your best to treat him. If anything happens to the King of England…” The Emperor did not say any more. He stared at the imperial doctors with a gloomy face, scaring them so much that they trembled with fear.
Suddenly, the emperor turned his head and started coughing violently. Li Quan hurried forward and gently patted his back to help him recover.
"Your Majesty, please don't worry. The King of England is blessed by heaven. Think about it, nothing serious has happened since he put on the earrings."
How could the royal family have the idea of raising their offspring as a daughter? Those were just rural rumors, but the emperor believed them at that time and put earrings on the sick and dizzy Pei Yuanjun. His purpose was to pray to God that this was a girl and hide the truth from God.
The saying that raising a child as a daughter will be healthier is a popular saying in the countryside.
However, it is also very strange that since wearing these earrings, Pei Yuanjun has rarely suffered from serious disasters or illnesses.
"Yes, it's okay, nothing will happen." The emperor finally recovered. Li Quan helped him sit down on a chair beside him. He took the tea and took a sip. Then he saw Qu Moying kneeling in front of the bed.
"Who is this and why is he still here at this time?" The emperor frowned and asked sternly.
Qu Moying kowtowed to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, I am the daughter of Minister Qu of the Ministry of Works."
Minister Qu? Qu Zhizhen's daughter
The emperor understood and looked at Qu Moying with a gloomy look, "You are the daughter of Minister Qu, why are you here at this time?"
Before Qu Moying could speak, Ji Hai, who was standing on the side, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, our prince has left the city today to handle a case in the West Prison.
I stayed overnight outside the city and happened to meet Miss Qu Si in her farm outside the city. Unexpectedly, she was stabbed that day. Miss Qu Si was injured in order to save the prince. If it weren't for Miss Qu Si, our prince would have been shot in the left chest. "
The difference between the left breast and the right breast can be the difference between life and death.
If an arrow had hit his left chest, he would probably have died instantly.
Thinking of this, the emperor shuddered in his heart, put his hands on the armrests, looked very unhappy, but his voice softened: "You were with the King of England at the time, did you see anyone assassinating the King of England?"
There was blood on Qu Moying's clothes, right on his shoulder, so he must have been injured.
His gaze shifted from Qu Moying to Pei Yuanjun's hand, and he saw that Qu Moying's hand was held in Pei Yuanjun's hand, and he hadn't let go until now.
The Emperor's expression softened a bit, and he was indeed a courageous man.
"I don't know. The King of England was walking with me in the yard after dinner. Unexpectedly, an assassin came. Your Highness's guards tried their best to protect Your Highness, but in the end... an arrow flew from a very far distance and Your Highness didn't notice it." Qu Moying said.
It is easy to dodge a spear, but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark.
"Where is the assassin?" The emperor thought for a moment and then turned to ask Ji Hai.
After the assassination, there must be an aftermath. Ji Hai is Pei Yuanjun's confidant and must know more than Qu Moying.
"Your Majesty, several assassins escaped, and several were killed. The few who were captured all bit the poison sacs in their mouths and died." Ji Hai said, "I have checked the arrow, and there is no mark on it, but this arrow is not an ordinary arrow. It seems to be used by the military. I have fought in the border with the prince before and have seen this kind of arrow."
Arrows from the army? That means they are not something that ordinary people can use.
"Investigate, make sure to find out who is behind the attack on the King of England." The Emperor said hatefully, slapping the chair railing with his hands.
After the emperor finished speaking, he started coughing violently again.
"Your Majesty, there is nothing serious here with the King of England. Your health is the most important. Go back to the palace and rest first." Li Quan advised again. He failed to persuade him when he left the palace before, but now he had to persuade him again.
The emperor's health was not good to begin with. If something really happened, even if he had ten heads, they would not be enough to chop off.
"I'm not going back today." The emperor shook his head.
"Your Majesty." Li Quan knelt down with a plop and said in a trembling voice, "You are the emperor of the country, how can you not return to the palace? This... this..."
"Just find a room nearby for me to rest." The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and said firmly.
“This…” Li Quan shook his hands.
"Go and arrange a place!" The emperor was really tired and closed his eyes.
Seeing that he was determined to do so, Li Quan had no choice but to get up and take Ji Hai out. After a while, he arranged a place and invited the emperor to go there to rest.
The emperor asked about Pei Yuanjun's condition again. After hearing the imperial physician say that he seemed to be in better condition, he helped him to rest.
Qu Moying waited until the emperor left before he stood up with the help of Yu Dong's hand and sat down on the brocade stool beside the bed again.
"Miss, would you like to change your clothes?" Yu Dong whispered.
Qu Moying looked at Pei Yuanjun holding her hand tightly, shook her head, and said in a hoarse voice: "No need, it's not a problem."
It happened so suddenly that she still feels sore all over.
She was so soft that her whole heart was lifted up. At that moment, she was really panicked. Her mind was blank and she just subconsciously held Pei Yuanjun's hand tightly. Then Pei Yuanjun held her and barely landed on the ground. He even smiled at her and silently uttered two words at the corner of his lips before fainting.
After a moment of confusion, she was almost forced into the British palace by the guards of the palace.
After the imperial doctors instructed Ji Hai on some necessary matters, they withdrew and went to a side room to wait on standby.
The night was long, and Pei Yuanjun lay quietly on the bed. He was very quiet, and his face was as pale as ever. Qu Moying used his free hand to moisten Pei Yuanjun's lips with water, and then felt his pulse. He felt relieved when he found that his pulse was still strong.
The room became quiet, with only the sound of flickering candles on the candlesticks.
Yudong and Ji Hai were guarding inside. Qu Moying fell asleep on the bed at some point, with one of her hands still tightly held in Pei Yuanjun's.
He was lying on the bed in an uncomfortable posture, with his head resting on his arms. His face was pale without a trace of blood, and his messy black hair.
Pei Yuanjun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qu Moying standing in front of the bed. He was dazed for a moment, but then he relaxed his brows and put his hand down.
"Your Highness!" Ji Hai heard the voice and hurried over and whispered.
"What happened?" Pei Yuanjun asked.
"The emperor is here." Ji Haiyan said in a succinct and shocking manner, "I went to the palace gate at night to ask the imperial physician to treat the prince, and I just went to rest."
"Where's the arrow?"
"I have asked someone to investigate," Ji Hai said, "but I'm afraid they won't find anything. The people coming here are all death warriors who are determined to kill the prince with one strike."
"If Liquan comes to ask, just tell them the matter and throw away everything in your hands... I can't do without you here either."
"Yes, I understand." Ji Hai said in a low voice.
Pei Yuanjun looked at Qu Moying and said, "Go call the imperial physician!"
"The slave will go now."
"Tell them to be gentler." Pei Yuanjun said again.
"I understand."
Ji Hai stepped back and led the imperial physicians from the side room over. When they saw Pei Yuanjun had woken up, they were all very excited. Finally, no one lost their lives because of King Ying this time. Judging from the emperor's expression just now, if King Ying really got into trouble, the few who came here today would probably not have a good ending.
After examining Pei Yuanjun again, he found that he was now fine, so he told him to rest well and bandaged his wound before leaving.
Pei Yuanjun waved his hand and asked Ji Hai and Yu Dong to retreat to the door. Then he sat up from the bed, let go of Qu Moying's hand, got out of bed, gently carried Qu Moying to the bed, then lay down on his side, looked at Qu Moying's slightly wrinkled brows, stretched out his fingers and pressed lightly between her brows, as if he could calm the worries between her brows.
Then he reached out his hand and tapped gently on Qu Moying's somewhat stiff legs, and finally tucked her into the quilt. His eyes fell on Qu Moying's face, and he felt a little sleepless for a moment. His handsome face seemed a little gentle, and he looked at that pale, bloodless little face, as if he was looking at his most precious baby.
Gentle and weary...