Chapter 131: You Must Report to the Prince Immediately

The blood instantly dyed the steps red, and Yun Qingshi was stunned for a moment.

About three seconds later, he finally reacted and tentatively reached out to touch his lips.

Looking at the fingertips again, they were indeed stained with scarlet.

So, he vomited blood?

The familiar smell of blood in his mouth reminded Yun Qingshi of the day he traveled through the book. After being stabbed in the abdomen by a wine bottle, he also vomited blood.

But today...why?

The incident happened so suddenly that Yun Qingshi was completely stunned. It took him a moment to react before he remembered to call for help.

But it was too late.

The sudden pain nailed him to the spot, making him unable to move. It felt like a fire was burning in his chest, causing him excruciating pain and unbearable suffering.

All his limbs felt as if they were being pulled and the pain was so severe that Yun Qingshi just wanted to curl up into a ball.

Warmth welled up in my throat again...

He instinctively wanted to call Xiao Jiwu, but he couldn't make a loud sound.

"Xiao... Xiao... Hu... Wang, my Lord..."

The sound of monks chanting in the hall drowned out everything else, making his struggling voice seem so low.

Even he himself could not hear clearly, let alone Xiao Jiwu who was surrounded by the sound of chanting in the hall.

So what should he do...

Just when Yun Qingshi was about to despair as he held on to the stairs, a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

But Yun Qingshi even had some tinnitus at this time. He couldn't hear the voice of the person who came. In a trance, he seemed to hear the other party asking him what was wrong?

It was not until he looked up with great effort that he realized that the person coming was Shadow Twelve.

Seeing Yun Qingshi's face suddenly turn as pale as paper, Ying Twelve anxiously held Yun Qingshi's arm and asked again: "Eleven, what's wrong with you? Why are you like this all of a sudden?"

Hearing this, Yun Qingshi opened his lips and uttered three words with great effort, his voice barely audible: "No, I don't know..."

He really didn't know, and he didn't eat anything random.

But it does look like the symptoms of poisoning.

But he and Xiao Jiwu had dinner together, so there was no reason why he would be poisoned while Xiao Jiwu was fine.

He didn't even have any snacks today...

In a flash, a thought flashed through his mind, but Yun Qingshi was in so much pain that he had no time to think about it. He just covered his chest in pain.

Upon hearing this, Ying Twelve frowned even more tightly and made a decision instantly.

Ying Shiyi's condition is obviously not good, and we can't just continue like this.

His eyes swept over the two guards sent by the emperor outside the temple hall. The next moment, Ying Twelve carried Yun Qingshi on his back without hesitation, and used his lightness skills to quickly head towards the meditation room.

Seeing this, Shadow Three in the dark quickly followed.

At the same time, in the temple hall, Xiao Jiwu frowned as if he sensed something, and his heart felt an inexplicable pain as if it was pricked by a needle.

But the incessant chanting made him irritable and covered up everything, so he did not hear any noise outside.

But for no reason, he no longer had any patience...

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On the other side, Ying Twelve returned to the Zen room and placed Yun Qingshi on the couch.

The blood soon dyed the pillow red. Yun Qingshi had already broken out in cold sweats from the pain. As soon as he was put on the couch, he curled up into a ball, holding his chest in pain.

But that doesn't alleviate anything.

Yun Qingshi just felt that he might be about to die.

It didn't matter whether he died or not, after all, he had died before, but he really couldn't bear the pain.

The long cut on my stomach back then was not as painful as it is now...

Shadow Twelve was too fast just now, and Zhao Mingde only saw a black shadow flash by. Now he hurriedly followed it into the meditation room and saw everything clearly.

Seeing Yun Qingshi curled up on the couch with blood on the corner of his lips, he immediately frowned anxiously and stepped forward to ask anxiously: "What happened? How did Master Eleven suddenly get injured? Does the prince know?"

Hearing this, Ying Twelve shook his head with a sullen face and replied, "I'm not injured."

He and Ying San have been keeping watch in the dark, so there is no way Ying Shiyi could get hurt under their noses.

Besides, Ying Shiyi himself is also good at martial arts.

Thinking of this, Ying Twelve continued in a deep voice: "The master is still in the palace, he probably doesn't know."

Zhao Mingde became even more anxious when he heard this: "Then what should we do?"

Ying Twelve's gaze fell on Yun Qingshi, with undisguised worry in his eyes.

The secret guards all knew some medical skills, so he grabbed Yun Qingshi's wrist without hesitation and began to take his pulse.

Noticing Ying Twelve's movements, Yun Qingshi endured the pain and opened his eyes to glance at him, but the next moment, the pain once again deprived him of the ability to think...

Then as time went on, Ying Twelve's face became uglier and uglier.

Seeing this, Zhao Mingde asked anxiously, "How is it? Can you figure out what's going on?"

Ying Twelve heard the sound and put Yun Qingshi's hand away before shaking his head and saying, "I can't diagnose it, but it's very serious."

The severity is immeasurable...

Thinking of this, Ying Twelve immediately spoke to the two of them again: "No, we must report to the master."

Ying San was a little hesitant when he heard this: "But there are still sutras being chanted in the hall. If we go in rashly, we might—"

Before Ying San could finish, Ying Twelve interrupted him in a deep voice, "But if you don't report this now, the master will be truly furious later."

Zhao Mingde, hearing this, frowned and said, "Master Twelve is right. This matter must be reported to the prince immediately."

He had witnessed everything that had happened over the past month. Ying Shiyi was no longer just a simple secret guard to their prince.

Perhaps their prince doesn’t understand this yet, but as an outsider, he can see it clearly.

He couldn't imagine the consequences if something happened to Ying Shiyi due to the delay.

After hearing this, Ying San no longer hesitated and quickly said to Ying Twelve again, "Then you stay and watch over Eleven. I'll go."

Ying Twelve nodded in agreement: "Okay, go quickly and come back quickly."

After hearing this, Ying San finally nodded, then quickly left the meditation room and headed towards the main hall.

After watching Ying San leave, Zhao Mingde looked at Yun Qingshi, who was obviously in a very bad condition, and paced back and forth in the room anxiously.

After a moment, he suddenly thought of something and said to himself, "No, we must quickly send a guard out the back door to find a doctor."

After saying this, Zhao Mingde hurried out of the meditation room to instruct the guards.

Only two people were left in the room. Ying Twelve looked at Yun Qingshi curled up in a ball in front of the couch. He quickly half-knelt down and whispered in Yun Qingshi's ear, "Eleven, you have to think about it. Did you eat something by mistake? When did you start to feel something was wrong? We have to find the source so we can find a solution as soon as possible."