Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Your Highness, if you bleed too much, you will die...
Xie Jing impatiently put away his sword, and Qingjun's face showed an unhappy expression of having his interest disturbed.
He sheathed his sword and threw it onto the stone table, his gaze lingering for a moment on Gu Zhizhuo's veiled face.
Imperial Physician Liu just came to report that the medicine has been given to her. She will die within three days, even a god cannot save her.
Xie Jing curled his lips and condescended to ask, "Is your face okay?"
"Doctor Liu came to see me." Gu Zhizhuo took out a medicine jar made of fine blue porcelain. "He said you gave it to me."
Xie Jing nodded and said, "Yes."
"What's this?"
Xie Jing replied casually, "The best medicine in the palace is called Wanling Baibao Ointment, which is worth a fortune."
She pressed on, "Is it really that good?"
Xie Jing nodded again and said confidently, "Of course. Even if your skin is torn and your head is bleeding, it can stop the bleeding immediately. It can heal the wound and save your life! If you don't want to leave scars, just listen to Doctor Liu and apply it every day."
"I'll remember that." Gu Zhizhuo put away the medicine jar and said with a smile, "Thank you, Your Highness."
She bowed, pulled Xie Danling to sit down, and clapped her hands in praise, "This dance is beautiful, and Mr. Zhou Liu's flute playing is also excellent. A little more would be too intense, a little less would be too cool. It is melodious like the wind, and elegant like ink."
Zhou Liulang held the flute and smiled awkwardly.
Xie Danling asked the palace maid to bring a glass of fruit juice, leaned towards the beauty, and said with a lazy smile: "My cousin is right, I think it is quite interesting."
"Is that Miss Ji? Come here and dance for me again."
Xie Danling said frivolously, "Let me see how this compares to that new Feixu dance that the Jiaofangsi has arranged."
Dancing with swords to the sound of music is a very elegant thing.
In Xie Danling's words, Ji Nan Ke was compared to a dancer.
Ji Nanke frowned slightly, knowing clearly why Xie Danling was looking down on her, and sighed in her heart.
Whether it is Cousin Zhuo or the Fifth Princess, they are just like ordinary women in the world. They can only make things difficult for other women and be jealous of their own little things.
Xie Jing's forehead veins bulged, and he shouted unhappily, "Dan Ling, stop talking nonsense."
"You are a princess, yet you are so arrogant and speak so rudely to the daughter of a court official. Why don't you apologize to Miss Ji?"
"The daughter of a court official?" Xie Danling sipped her fruit juice and said disdainfully, "Isn't her biological father just a scholar? When did a mere scholar become such an important official?"
"Could it be that an orphan girl living in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion thinks she is a daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion?"
"The palace maids and eunuchs still live in the palace, and they don't consider themselves masters."
Ji Nanke's pupils suddenly contracted.
She is extremely proud and arrogant, how could she tolerate such sarcasm?
She suddenly smiled, and before Xie Jing could speak in defense, she said coldly, "This sword dance is always lacking in flavor when performed by one person. I wonder if the Fifth Princess would be willing to do me the honor..."
She held the sword and made an inviting gesture to Xie Danling.
Xie Danling raised her eyebrows.
She stared at Ji Nanke's fair and tender face, and thought of the redness and swelling on her little cousin's cheeks, and she became very angry.
It was obvious that the arrow was aimed at Ji Nan Ke.
It was obviously not Yaoyao who was injured!
Xie Danling drank the fruit juice in one gulp and was about to pick up her sword to accept the invitation when Gu Zhizhuo gently squeezed her hand.
The two cousins had been playing together since they were young and they had a lot in common. Xie Danling pursed her lips and swallowed her words.
"Cousin Danling wants to see the sword dance, so just watch me!"
Gu Zhizhuo smiled gently, stood up and took the long sword inlaid with gems and jade on the stone table.
The sword was unsheathed, and Gu Zhizhuo stroked the sword with his fingers.
This sword has not been sharpened yet.
She danced a beautiful sword flower and chuckled, "Cousin Ke, please!"
Zhou Liulang looked at Xie Jing hesitantly, and when he saw him nod, he put the jade flute between his lips.
The sound of the flute rang out, and Ji Nan Ke raised his sword. Every move was like the fluttering of water sleeves, and every action was graceful and natural.
Xie Jing looked at her eagerly, his eyes filled with love, almost overflowing.
Bang!
The sound of the flute gradually rose, and at this moment the two swords touched each other, making a clear and sharp sound.
In Gu Zhizhuo's hands, the sword is just a sword.
A sword is a sharp weapon that can save lives or kill people.
She can dance with a sword.
As for sword dance, I’ve never learned it!
She was so powerful that she disrupted Ji Nan Ke's dance steps and rhythm in just two or three moves. The sound of two swords clashing from time to time startled the flute and made Zhou Liulang sweat profusely while playing the flute. He almost forgot what tune to play next.
Xie Jing frowned and looked unhappy.
Gu Zhizhuo dared to bully Ke'er like this in front of him, which shows how difficult Ke'er's life was in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.
The flute sound paused again, and Gu Zhizhuo picked up the sword in Ji Nan Ke's hand. The tip of the sword vibrated slightly with a "buzzing" sound, and the sharp sword force brought her a great oppression.
Ji Nan Ke's eyes were dark and he stepped back gracefully.
The figure is still light.
Gu Zhizhuo stared at the red-painted fence behind Ji Nanke, his eyes darkening.
In his previous life, Zhou Liulang confessed everything he knew to save his own life. At that time, Ji Nanke was already the Crown Princess of Daqi. Zhou Liulang said, "After the Fifth Princess provoked the Crown Princess, she remained magnanimous and asked her to dance with her, to which the Fifth Princess agreed. Perhaps because she was in a bad mood, she kept stabbing the Crown Princess in the face with her sword. Later, the Crown Princess was forced to hit the fence, which suddenly broke. The Crown Princess was about to fall, but fortunately, the Crown Prince grabbed her in time. Furious, the Crown Prince pushed the Fifth Princess down with his backhand."
Amid the sound of the flute, Gu Zhizhuo pointed his sword in the distance. Ji Nan Ke first grabbed the railing beside her, and then pushed her delicate body backwards.
After a barely perceptible "click", the fence broke.
"Ke'er!"
Xie Jing rushed over anxiously and grabbed Ji Nanke tightly.
Ji Nan Ke pinched his collar, her charming face showing fear.
Xie Jing was terrified and extremely angry at Gu Zhizhuo, the culprit. Without thinking, he reached out to grab Gu Zhizhuo who was standing beside him, wanting her to experience the same fear that Ke'er had felt.
Gu Zhizhuo had been waiting for this and took half a step back calmly. When Xie Jing tried to grab something, he missed.
He moved too hastily, and the force of his castration had not yet worn off, so his body involuntarily fell towards the broken fence.
Gu Zhizhuo curled up the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and gently pushed Xie Jing on the back.
Xie Jing's feet were still weak, and this push caused him to completely lose his balance and fall out of the pavilion.
The veil hid the smile on Gu Zhizhuo's lips. She watched with joy as Xie Jing fell face down to the ground, and blood splattered all around him.
All this happened in just a few breaths.
Gu Zhizhuo used his body to block the view of others, so no one could see how the person fell.
"Your Highness!"
Gu Zhizhuo pretended to shout, "Even if you want to save others, you shouldn't disregard your own safety!"
The stunned crowd finally reacted.
Their faces were pale. Some shouted "Your Highness", some were so scared that they didn't know what to do, and some quickly climbed over the fence of the pavilion and ran towards Xie Jing.
"you……"
Ji Nanke's face was filled with shock. She stared at Gu Zhizhuo and blurted out, "What did you do?"
"Miss Ji," Xie Danling snorted coldly, "Everyone saw that my third brother fell because he was trying to save you. What? You're trying to turn the tables on me!"
Ji Nanke was shocked and confused. In the end, she only saw Xie Jing grabbing Gu Zhizhuo but failing to catch him.
"Yaoyao, let's go take a look..." The word "lively" lingered in Xie Danling's mouth, "...Third brother! Third brother fell like this, I was really, really worried."
She covered her face with her sleeves and pretended to cry.
Gu Zhizhuo threw the sword onto the stone table and ran out of the pavilion with Xie Danling in his light steps.
Xie Danling winked at Gu Zhizhuo: Did you push it?
Gu Zhizhuo gently stroked the loose hair at his temples and bent his index finger twice.
Xie Danling's eyes lit up and she quickly lowered her head to hide the smile on her lips.
Xie Jing struggled to sit up.
The pavilion was not high, and when he fell, his head and face hit a stone. The surface of the stone was sharp, leaving a long and deep wound on his forehead, and his face was covered with blood.
Xie Jing covered his face with his hands, blood flowing out through his fingers.
His whole body ached whenever he moved, and he couldn't even stand up.
His personal eunuch Xiao Yunzi had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that he was in a panic. He asked people to call the imperial physician and carry the sedan chair, and ran around everywhere.
Gu Zhizhuo walked over slowly, looking down at his bloody face, feeling very satisfied.
Although she was satisfied in her heart, she still expressed her worry: "Your Highness, you are seriously injured."
Xie Jing's expression suddenly changed.
He had clearly almost stood firm just now, but someone pushed him!
“It’s you…”
Before he could utter the question, he saw Gu Zhizhuo reaching into his sleeve pocket and pulled out the sky-blue porcelain jar.
She said thankfully, "It's okay, I have some medicine here. You can just apply some first."
Xie Jing's breath suddenly stopped.
Gu Zhizhuo took a step forward, the slender figure looming over him. He heard her say, "This Wanling Baibao Pill is a rare and precious medicine. Even if your skin is torn and your head is bleeding, it can stop the bleeding immediately. It can heal injuries and even save lives!
Every word was said by Xie Jing himself.
Xie Jing stared at the medicine jar in her hand, his back tensed, as if he had seen some ferocious beast.
But what made his heart beat wildly was that sentence——
"Your Highness, please use it!"
Xie Jing knew very well what was in this ordinary little jar.
He had instructed Doctor Liu to make sure that Gu Zhizhuo's appearance was completely destroyed and there was no room for recovery.
Doctor Liu said that the medicine was extremely strong.
"No need." Xie Jing shuddered, covering his wound and refusing. "This medicine is too precious. I'm not seriously injured, so I won't need it. The imperial physician should be here soon."
Gu Zhizhuo advised, "Your injuries are serious. We don't know when the imperial physician will arrive. If you bleed too much, you'll die. We can't afford it."
Xie Danling skillfully echoed her words. She raised her white and tender fingers and pointed at them one by one, arrogantly saying, "If anything happens to Third Brother, Mother will never forgive you!"
Hearing this, the others also became nervous.
That's right! If anything happened to the Third Prince under their noses, no one would escape the Emperor and Empress's wrath.
Zheng Erlang quickly said, "I've also heard of the Wanling Baibao Ointment. Concubine Ning once gave a jar to my eldest brother. Later, my eldest brother injured his head and it was this ointment that saved his life."
As soon as Zheng Erlang said this, a flurry of responses arose.
Gu Zhizhuo took another step forward, and she was only one step away from him. Xie Jing could even clearly smell the strong smell of medicine coming from her nose.
Xie Jing shrank back and shouted sternly, "I said no! You leave."
Gu Zhizhuo raised his voice: "Your Highness, Third Prince, if you keep making excuses, could it be that this medicine..."
She bit off two words: "Poisonous?"
Xie Jing's eyes widened: "No..."
Gu Zhizhuo's tone suddenly turned cold, and he said in a very imposing manner: "You asked the imperial physician to poison me!"
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