Fresh blood gushed from Lanqin's chest. She pressed one hand against the dagger in her chest, the bright red blood staining her fair fingers and stinging the Fourth Master's eyes.

Fourth Master was bewildered, having no idea when he was injured.

"Qin'er!" Upon seeing this, the Fourth Prince immediately called out, "Summon the Imperial Physician!"

"Lanqin?" The Fourth Prince gently patted her cheek. Lanqin forced a smile. "I'm fine. It's good that His Majesty isn't injured..."

She finished speaking with difficulty, and then slowly closed her eyes.

"Lanqin!" Fourth Master was horrified, fearing she might faint.

"Your Majesty, please take the Empress to the inner palace. Your Majesty, I have already sent someone to fetch the imperial physician. The Empress must have just taken a sword in front of Your Majesty, which is why she was injured!" The Seventeenth Prince raised his sword and stood protectively in front of the Fourth Prince.

The Fourth Prince was heartbroken and scooped Lanqin up in his arms. The Seventeenth Prince and some guards stood by his side, pushing through the chaotic crowd. The Fourth Prince carried Lanqin and strode into the palace behind him.

Hongli and Hongzhou followed, just in case the assassins caught up again. The Fourth Prince was surrounded by a large group of people as they walked together into the inner palace at the back.

The room was heavily guarded by soldiers, making it absolutely safe inside; no assassin could possibly get in.

Fourth Master's heart tightened as he looked at Lanqin, who was about to faint. He knew, of course, that Lanqin must have been injured while protecting him from the knife.

He was startled when the assassin first thrust the dagger at him. At that moment, no one else reacted, but Lanqin rushed over and fell into his arms.

It turned out that she was already injured at that time. She used her frail body to shield him. Thinking of this, Fourth Master felt extremely nervous.

Fourth Master placed Lanqin on the bed and, seeing her chest heaving violently, shouted, "Where is the imperial physician?"

The Seventeenth Prince has already sent someone to fetch the imperial physician. Seventeenth said, "I have already sent someone to invite the imperial physician."

Fourth Master tenderly cradled Lanqin's head, trying to calm her down.

The room was still in chaos, filled with guards, maids and eunuchs. Lady Nian, holding the little prince, was also ushered into the room along with the wet nurse.

Lady Nian held the little prince tightly in her arms. Thinking of the dangerous scene just now, all she could think about was the little prince. What would she do if he had fallen and gotten hurt?

"It's alright, it's alright, Mother is here!" Madam Nian held the little prince and whispered comforting words in his ear.

But the young prince didn't react at all, remaining motionless in Lady Nian's arms.

Suddenly, Nian felt something was wrong, stopped whispering, and looked down.

The young prince had his eyes closed, his hands hanging down, and his face was pale.

Lady Nian was stunned. Seeing her once lively and energetic son transformed into this, she suddenly felt as if she could no longer breathe.

She gently patted the little prince's face, "Wake up, Mother is here! Open your eyes and look at Mother!"

But no matter how much she called out, the young prince didn't react at all.

"Your Majesty, the young prince just fell and may have hit his head," the wet nurse said anxiously from the side.

Lady Nian was greatly alarmed. The little prince was only one year old; if he had bumped his head, what would have happened...?

Thinking of this, fear surged into her heart, and Consort Nian burst into tears, crying out loudly, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened to the little prince! Your Majesty, please come and see!"