Qu Zhaoyue's fiefdom was not too far from the capital.
Soon, the tragedy he had suffered spread as fast as wings to the capital.
When Yang Guifei of Zhaoyang Palace heard that her son's ear had been bitten off and he had been stabbed several times in the abdomen, she felt dizzy and fainted.
When she woke up again, Yang Guifei still seemed to be in an illusory dream. She looked dazed, her face was as pale as paper, and there was no blood in it.
Her trembling hands tightly grasped the hand of her personal maid like a drowning person grasping at a life-saving straw.
The force was so great that it seemed as if all the fear and anxiety could be transmitted through this grab.
Yang Guifei's voice trembled with disbelief. "...Did I hear correctly? Yue'er, what happened to Yue'er?"
The personal maid was filled with panic and dared not speak. Seeing this, Matron Yang pushed her away, sat on the edge of the bed, and held Yang Guifei's hand tightly.
Compared with others, Yang Ma had a closer relationship with Yang Guifei and was more outspoken.
At this moment, she said with a look of deep sorrow and grief: "My Queen, something has happened to His Highness the Ninth Prince!"
When Yang Guifei heard this, her eyes rolled back and she showed signs of fainting again.
Nanny Yang was quick to act and quickly supported Concubine Yang's waist. She raised her voice slightly and urged, "Your Majesty, you must hold on! Otherwise, there will be no one to stand up for our Ninth Prince!"
Yang Guifei finally came to her senses and pinched Yang Ma's wrist hard, leaving several deep nail marks on her wrist.
Yang Guifei raised her head, forcing herself to remain calm, trying not to panic: "You are right. Now, apart from me, no one will truly care about Yue'er."
"He's gone mad now. He probably hopes all the princes will die. Naturally, he won't put in the effort to help Yue'er find a doctor or medicine."
Yang Guifei stayed in the palace every day. As the most beloved woman of Emperor Jingxi, even though Emperor Jingxi's suspicion had become incredible, he would occasionally come to Zhaoyang Palace for a walk.
Meeting again and again, Yang Guifei saw the changes in Emperor Jingxi clearly and clearly.
In the past, Emperor Jingxi could be said to still have some fatherly love, and would ask about Qu Zhaoyue's situation when he came to Zhaoyang Palace.
Now, when Emperor Jingxi comes to Zhaoyang Palace again, he no longer mentions the matter of the prince. If Yang Guifei brings it up on her own initiative, he will still speculate about Yang Guifei's intentions with full of suspicion.
It can be said that Emperor Jingxi's suspicion has reached its extreme.
Yang Guifei sat on the bed in silence, lost in long and deep thought. Time seemed to freeze at this moment. No one dared to disturb her. The entire bedroom was filled with a suffocating silence.
The first thing that came to Yang Guifei's mind was how to find Jiang Li as quickly as possible.
Yue'er's lost ear is irreversible.
After all, this is not the modern era. We can neither reattach the ears nor make realistic fake ears.
However, the abdominal injury can still be recovered.
Jiang Li is an extremely skilled doctor who can even perform minor surgeries perfectly. There must be a way to save Yue'er.
When Yang Guifei thought of Qu Zhaoyue who was in unbearable pain in her fiefdom, her heart felt as if it was pierced by countless steel needles, causing her to ache in waves.
She couldn't help but think in her heart how great it would be if she could give birth to Yue'er in modern times.
Why did she travel to Da Xia in the first place?
Time flies like a white horse, and Yang Guifei has long forgotten the high-spirited and eager spirit she felt when she discovered that she had traveled back to ancient times.
She also forgot the pride she felt at that time when she was able to juggle between several men with ease.
Now, she only deeply remembers that she is Yang Guifei in the Great Xia Palace, the favorite concubine of Emperor Jingxi, and the biological mother of the ninth prince.
She often couldn't help but sigh heavily, wishing she hadn't traveled through time. She missed the convenient and comfortable modern life more and more.
If she were given a chance to choose again, she would definitely choose to return to the modern era without hesitation and decisively.
It would be best if Yue'er could be brought to the modern era as well.
She experienced countless ups and downs in ancient times and learned many things.
Her Yue'er is talented in both literature and martial arts.
Both mother and son have outstanding looks.
She believes that even in modern society, they have ways and means to survive.
In Daxia, although they, mother and son, were members of the royal family and had a higher status than many people, their lives were far less convenient and comfortable than in modern times.
Moreover, royal power has never been easy to control and obtain. If you are not careful, you will end up in a miserable situation of losing everything.
Just like her Yue'er.
Yang Guifei slowly closed her eyes, and a tear rolled down the corner of her eye.
It’s a pity that there are no ifs in this world.
Yang Guifei immediately sent people to look for Jiang Li, but she always felt that there was little hope.
Jiang Li always likes to go to the deep mountains and old forests to look for precious herbs. Ordinary people can't find his trace, not even himself.
She didn't choose Jiang Li at the beginning because she felt that Jiang Li focused too much on medical skills and could not give her all his love.
Yang Guifei thought to herself, Jiang Li, you didn’t show up when Xiao Si was about to die last time. If you don’t show up this time when Yue Er is in trouble, I will hate you for the rest of my life!
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On the other hand, Emperor Jingxi also learned the shocking news that Qu Zhaoyue was seriously injured at the first time.
His reaction was exactly as Yang Guifei had expected: calm and indifferent.
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