The sword mercilessly pierced the Crown Princess's chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing onto the ground in a pool of blood. The Crown Princess fell to the ground in agony, her face as pale as paper.

The prince's eyes widened in shock, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes. He rushed forward, hugged the princess tightly, and cried out in grief: "Jingshu! Jingshu, wake up!" His voice was filled with endless sorrow and despair.

The prince tried to cover the wound with a trembling hand, hoping to stop the blood from flowing, but it was too late. The princess's injuries were too severe, and blood continued to flow from the wound, staining the prince's clothes red. Her face became increasingly pale, and her breath was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, as if she would pass away at any moment.

But the assassin mercilessly drew his sword and stabbed the prince again. Faced with this sudden attack, the prince had no time to react and could only close his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

In a flash, an arrow plummeted from the sky like lightning, striking the assassin's back with unerring precision. The assassin let out a shrill scream, his body swaying several times before he fell heavily to the ground.

Almost immediately, a group of heavily armored soldiers, wielding sharp blades, rushed into the room like a tide. They moved swiftly and methodically, their well-trained footsteps seemingly shaking the entire palace. Leading them was none other than the Grand Commander of the Jingji Camp—An Junyuan!

His gaze was resolute, his face stern. Behind him followed a large, well-equipped army. Like tigers descending from the mountains, they instantly surrounded the assassins. In the flash of swords and sabers, all the assassins were mercilessly slaughtered, their blood flowing onto the ground, forming a crimson river.

The Crown Prince watched the scene unfold before him, his heart overflowing with gratitude. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he was overcome with emotion, unable to speak. He knew that if this brave and fearless general had not appeared in time to rescue them, he and the Crown Princess would have perished long ago.

An Junyuan quickly dismounted and walked towards the Crown Prince with steady and determined steps. Arriving before the Crown Prince, he bowed slightly, clasping his hands in a salute. His voice was low and respectful, "I am late. Please forgive me, Crown Prince! I wonder if you are alright?"

Although the Crown Prince and the King of Qin were destined to be mortal enemies, An Junyuan was still Emperor Wen's Grand Commander and was loyal to him. Therefore, saving the Crown Prince, the heir to the throne, was his unshirkable responsibility as a subject.

The prince's face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his eyes were filled with fear. He tightly grasped An Junyuan's sleeve and said in a trembling voice, "Hurry up and save the Crown Princess..." Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt dizzy and his body swayed.

The prince looked down at his hands covered in blood, and the fear in his heart grew stronger. His vision went dark and he fainted on the ground.

Seeing this, An Junyuan hurriedly reached out to support the Crown Prince and shouted to the guards, "Come! Quick! Send the Crown Prince and Crown Princess back to the palace!"

Afterwards, a group of guards hurried over, carefully lifted the prince and princess into a gorgeous carriage, and drove to the palace at the fastest speed.

The Crown Prince and the Crown Princess were sent to the Eastern Palace, and a large group of imperial doctors were recruited.

Empress Li Qianwan and Prime Minister Li Mingfu also rushed over after hearing the news. After asking about Prince An Junyuan's condition, Emperor Wen did not go to the East Palace to see the prince.

The Queen asked anxiously, "Is the Prince seriously injured?"

The imperial physicians all knelt and saluted. One of them replied, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince has no external injuries. I have examined him carefully. He must have been frightened and fainted due to his fear of blood. I have already given him acupuncture, and he will wake up soon! However..."

At this point, the imperial physician hesitated, glanced at the prime minister beside him, and then continued, "The Crown Princess was stabbed in the chest by a sword. The injury is too severe. I am incompetent and I am afraid I can't save her!"

Upon hearing this news, the Queen's face turned pale instantly. She asked in a trembling voice: "What? You said the Crown Princess..."

When Li Mingfu heard the imperial physician say they couldn't save her, his face instantly turned pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair. He tightly grasped the imperial physician's arm and asked in a trembling voice, "If you can't save her, who else can?"

The imperial physician shook his head helplessly, his lips slightly pursed, as if hesitant to say the name. Finally, he whispered, "If the Divine Doctor Xi were here, perhaps there would still be a glimmer of hope..."

Upon hearing this, the Queen's eyes flashed with surprise, but she quickly calmed down. She immediately turned to look at Eunuch Lin standing beside her and urgently ordered, "Quick, take this palace token and go get Luo Lingfeng! He's the apprentice of the miraculous doctor, perhaps he can save the Crown Princess!"

Eunuch Lin didn't dare to delay and hurriedly obeyed the order. The Queen waited anxiously, silently praying for a miracle. Li Mingfu clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anticipation and anxiety.

Time passed by minute by minute, each moment making people anxious. Finally, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard outside the door, followed by a figure running in hurriedly. It was Luo Lingfeng.

Li Mingfu's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a life-saving straw. However, when he saw Luo Lingfeng's expression, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Luo Lingfeng looked at Li Jingshu's wound, his brows furrowed, and a heavy expression appeared on his face, which made Li Mingfu's heart sink again.

Luo Lingfeng sutured Li Jingshu's wounds and fed her the pills Xi Ruming had developed. Finally, he gave her an acupuncture injection to keep her alive!

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