He can't just die in jail...
Lu Xiaoyun pressed down on the Duke of Zhenguo's wrist: "Your Excellency, the physician from the Prince of An's residence, Lu Yuyan, has arrived in Shengjing. I have already sent someone to fetch him, and he should arrive in at most an hour. He might be able to save my brother... he might be able to save the young master Lu. The young master Lu's injuries are too severe, and he should not be moved."
If even Ah Yan can't save his brother, then no one else in this world can save him...
Brother, you must hold on!
Lu Xiaoyun said anxiously, "Lord Duke, I'm not lying to you. Ayan will definitely be able to save Prince Lu."
The Duke of Zhenguo stared at her intently, tears streaming down his weathered eyes.
Lu Xiaoyun gently squeezed his hand: "Trust me."
Believe me, Father, I will definitely, definitely not let anything happen to my brother.
The Duke of Zhenguo nodded solemnly and bowed deeply to Lu Xiaoyun.
Lu Xiaoyun couldn't accept his courtesy and quickly avoided it.
He immediately ordered his men to clean the prison, and then had wine brought to wipe and disinfect the place. He also wrapped Lu Yucheng in a clean white cloth.
The imperial physician dared not utter a sound and knelt to one side to apply hemostatic powder to Lu Yucheng to stop the bleeding.
Feng Yan rode away at breakneck speed. Lu Xiaoyun gave him Zhu Yu's illusion and ordered him to bring Ayan to the Jingzhao Prefecture prison as soon as possible.
Phantom was a rare and precious steed, worth its weight in gold. It had accompanied Zhu Yu through countless life-and-death situations and was named for its exceptional speed.
The phantom recognized its master and only allowed Lu Xiaoyun to get close to it, except for Zhu Yu. But today, perhaps it sensed its master's unease, and it didn't shake Feng Yan off, instead carrying him all the way to the city gate.
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