it's getting dark.
But the inner court of the palace was not peaceful.
Several female doctors walked back and forth in Aiwan Palace. It could be seen from the solemn expressions on their faces that the atmosphere at this time was quite tense.
At the door, Wei Zhuang and Feng Shuwan were waiting anxiously.
A middle-aged female doctor came out of Aiwan Palace, holding a basin of blood in her hand.
Feng Shuwan's face turned pale when she saw this scene, and she couldn't help but shed tears down her cheeks.
Wei Zhuang held her hand and tried to reassure her as much as possible.
"Mr. Chen, how is Xiaoyu doing now?"
The female doctor replied: "Back to the emperor, fortunately Sister Xiaoyu fell while standing, and there were firewood below to offset part of the damage. Her life is not in danger for the time being."
"But..." Doctor Chen suddenly sighed.
Feng Shuwan's expression froze and her voice trembled: "But what?"
Doctor Chen said: "Sister Xiaoyu's leg was hit, and she may not be able to walk after that, and the fall injured her internal organs. What puzzled Wei Chen the most was that there was a cold air flowing in her body, causing serious internal injuries. "
Wei Zhuang was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
chill……
Feng Shuwan also remembered something, "Xiaoyu accidentally fell into the lake this morning. Could it be that she was contaminated by the cold at that time?"
Doctor Chen was startled, and then showed a very regretful expression: "It was very cold in the lake this morning. Sister Xiaoyu is physically weak. The queen should ask me to prepare some medicine as soon as possible."
Hearing this, Feng Shuwan showed a painful expression and murmured while crying: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
Wei Zhuang felt guilty when he saw her so sad.
To be honest, this was all his fault.
If he hadn't called Xiaoyu to stop in the morning, she wouldn't have fallen into the lake.
If he hadn't kept an eye on Xiaoyu, she wouldn't have been in danger and fell from the building.
Wei Zhuang clenched his fist and then unclenched it.
"Does Dr. Chen still have a cure?" he asked with hope.
Doctor Chen thought for a while and said, "My mentor is now in the mountains of the imperial capital. If I invite her, she may be able to heal Sister Xiaoyu's internal injuries."
Feng Shuwan said excitedly: "Then I'll trouble Doctor Chen to ask for my mentor. If Xiaoyu is saved, I will be very grateful!"
Doctor Chen quickly waved her hand and promised to invite her mentor over tomorrow.
After everything was explained, Doctor Chen opened her mouth and hesitated to say something. She came closer to Wei Zhuang, pondered for a while and then whispered.
"Your Majesty, Wei Chen also found some bruises on Sister Xiaoyu's body..."
"Bruises?" Wei Zhuang's expression suddenly changed.
Doctor Chen nodded: "It looks like it was left behind after being beaten with an object."
As soon as he finished speaking, a female voice was heard coming from Aiwan Palace.
"Your Majesty, Sister Xiaoyu is awake!"
Wei Zhuang and Feng Shuwan were startled and quickly walked into the palace.
On the bed, Xiaoyu was lying flat on her back, bright red blood seeping out from the white cloth wrapped around her head.
Her face was pale and she was no longer as lively as usual. After seeing Feng Shuwan, she called out in a very weak voice: "Miss..."
"Well...well..."
Feng Shuwan could no longer control her emotions and let out a sad whimper.
She sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to comfort Xiaoyu as usual, but when she thought of Xiaoyu's injuries, she took her hand back tremblingly.
"Miss...don't cry..."
Xiaoyu opened her mouth to comfort Feng Shuwan. She seemed to want to squeeze out a smile to reassure Feng Shuwan, but the muscles on her face only moved a little and showed a painful expression.
Wei Zhuang took a deep breath to calm down.
He asked softly: "Xiaoyu, can you tell me what happened?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Xiaoyu on the bed suddenly showed a horrified expression, and then two lines of tears welled up.
When Feng Shuwan saw this scene, she quickly gently held Xiaoyu's hand, and it took a while to calm down Xiaoyu's mood.
After gradually calming down, Xiaoyu began to talk about what she experienced after leaving Wei Zhuang.
Her voice was weak.
"I went to buy something in the alley, and as soon as I turned around, I was dragged into a carriage by two people... They covered my mouth to prevent me from speaking, and then they went to a small building... They dragged me upstairs, and inside was, yes……"
At this point, Xiaoyu started crying again.
"Who's inside?"
"Inside... Inside is the man named Yang, and a group of people from the morning..."
There was a chill in Feng Shuwan's eyes, and she said bitterly: "What did those people do to you?"
Xiaoyu took a breath and said: "They blocked me on the second floor, beat me with their fists, kicked me with their feet, and used stools..."
"They even used stools!" Wei Zhuang felt that his blood was rising and his heart was about to burst.
Feng Shuwan was anxious and distressed, "Didn't you tell me your identity?"
"I said it, but when they found out, they said that the person had been beaten, and letting me back would only be more dangerous. It would be better...it would be better to kill him to avoid future troubles."
Oh shit!
Wei Zhuang was so angry that he asked, "Who said this?"
"It's Yang Xingzhi."
"Did Yang Xingzhi and the others throw you downstairs?" Feng Shuwan asked.
Xiaoyu shook her head and cried: "After they decided to kill me, the man named Zhang came up and grabbed my clothes..."
Feng Shuwan's face turned pale: "They... bullied you?"
"No." Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly flashed with sadness: "I would rather die than not be insulted by them. I jumped from that building myself."
Wei Zhuang took a deep breath, patted Feng Shuwan on the shoulder, and walked out of the palace.
Strong anger filled his chest, and only the overwhelming murderous intent remained in his eyes.
Zhang Chan! Yang Xingzhi!
How dare you hit someone in my inner court!
Even though he knew Xiaoyu’s identity, he still wanted to kill someone and silence him!
Actually... he even wanted to humiliate her and force her to jump off the building!
Damn it, I, Wei Zhuang, will take your surnames unless I kill you!
…
The General's Mansion.
Xu Shiyou put down his military book and yawned. Just as he was about to go to bed, he heard a knock on the door, followed by a hurried announcement from his servant.
Xu Shiyou shuddered when he heard the announcement, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly. Without any time to hesitate, he hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out.
As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw Wei Zhuang, who was filled with murderous intent, approaching.
"Xu Shiyou heard the order, and now I order you to mobilize five hundred soldiers within half an hour, without making any mistakes!"
Wei Zhuang's murderous voice made Xu Shiyou tremble. He didn't ask the emperor what he was going to do, because it was not important to him.
"I accept the decree!"
After that, Xu Shiyou left.
Sure enough, Xu Shiyou came back in less than half an hour.
At the entrance of the General's Mansion, five hundred soldiers with swords stood solemnly. Xu Shiyou's silver armor shone coldly in the moonlight.
Wei Zhuang stood on the steps, his stern eyes swept over the soldiers, and then he pulled out the sword from his waist.
That sword was the one he used to kill Lin Jianghe and Wei Pengcheng.
In the darkness of the night, Wei Zhuang's deep voice shouted.
"Everyone, follow me to defeat Shangshu Mansion!"
