Chapter 347: Someone is trying to harm her

Yu Shiyan hurriedly propped himself up and stumbled over, only to find a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of her mouth, not yet washed away by the rain.

He was about to take her wrist to check her pulse, but his body froze completely the moment he saw her palm.

The blood red, though diluted by the rain, was still strikingly bright.

If the blood at the corner of his mouth was from biting it in anger, then how do you explain the blood on his palm?

Yu Shiyan didn't care about anything else, he picked her up and put her in the carriage, and rode back to the Mu Prince's Mansion at full speed.

"Where is the Imperial Physician? Go and summon him immediately!"

Such a scene caused everyone to panic for a moment. Zhong Heng immediately turned around to fetch the imperial physician after receiving the order. Yu Shiyan kicked open the door and placed the limp Yuan Siyin on the bed. Zi Yuan also ran in, her eyes red, obviously knowing the inside story.

"What's wrong with her?"

Yu Shiyan stroked her cold forehead, his slender fingertips trembling slightly, as if he were holding a handful of sand in his palm, but no matter how hard he tried to squeeze it, he could only watch it slip away little by little.

He took her pulse in the carriage, but couldn't find anything wrong.

Zi Yuan immediately knelt down, her voice hoarse as if she had been crying in secret: "Your Highness, someone poisoned our young lady, and put it in the calming incense she always uses."

"When did this happen?"

"He started vomiting blood yesterday, and it's happening again today..."

"Miss originally intended to come and ask the former Imperial Physician to take your pulse, but upon hearing that you were alone at the Imperial Mausoleum and that it was raining so heavily, she went despite my advice."

Someone is trying to harm her.

A cold glint flashed in Yu Shiyan's eyes, and his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white.

At this moment, Bai Tu pushed open the door and came in, holding a towel and dry clothes, and slightly curtsied: "Your Highness, please step aside and change your clothes. This servant and Zi Yuan will help the Princess dry off and change."

Seeing that he remained unmoved and seemed to be still lost in thought, Bai Tu had no choice but to repeat, "Princess, you will catch a cold."

As expected, Yu Shiyan immediately made room for her. Before leaving, he glanced at the woman lying on the couch with a delicate but pale face. The dim, warm candlelight beside her added to her fragile and vulnerable appearance.

"My lord, the imperial physician has arrived."

The imperial physician rushed over, carrying his medicine chest, and bowed to him, asking, "Your Highness, where do you feel unwell?"

"Physician, please wait a moment."

Yu Shiyan didn't explain much. He waited for Bai Tu to set up the screen and lower the curtains in the room before letting her lead the Imperial Physician's Order inside.

Upon seeing Zi Yuan waiting to the side, the old imperial physician couldn't help but twitch his brow: "Is that the princess inside?"

How come I still can't escape this ancestor?

Zi Yuan nodded hurriedly, then took out a purse from her sleeve and stuffed it into the Imperial Physician's hand: "Yes, our young lady will have to trouble you again."

The imperial physician sat down outside the curtain, placed his fingertips on Yuan Siyin's fair wrist, and silently felt it for a long time. After withdrawing his hand, he kept stroking his beard. "The pulse is indeed normal. Are there any other symptoms?"

Before anyone could reply, the woman in the tent began coughing violently again. Zi Yuan panicked and, taking advantage of the Imperial Physician turning away, quickly lifted the curtain and went in to take a look. She saw that Yuan Siyin's pale lips were bleeding again.

"Miss……"

Zi Yuan panicked and hurriedly tried to wipe it with a handkerchief, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't wipe it all away.

Yuan Siyin opened her eyes and met Zi Yuan's red and helpless gaze. She immediately forced a smile, then struggled to raise her hand and grasp her wrist: "It's alright, let's go back to the Yuan residence."

How can a body like this withstand further trials in the wind and rain?

Just as Zi Yuan was about to offer some advice, she heard Yuan Siyin insist on repeating it again.