Chapter 426 Hu Shanxiang 17
The atmosphere between the three of them was harmonious, and then the emperor asked one or two more questions. Hu Shanxiang knew that although Sun Ruowei didn't care whether she was liked by the emperor, there was still the matter of repatriating the orphans of the Jingnan Rebellion in the future, and she couldn't let her offend the emperor, so she deliberately guided Sun Ruowei to speak first. As expected, the emperor admired her very much and gave wine to both of them.
At this moment of joy, A Tian, who had been sitting obediently on the throne, suddenly stood up. His sharp cry instantly resounded through the sky, and could not even cover the singing and dancing in the whole place. At the same time, a short arrow shining with silver light suddenly flew out, but was caught by A Tian in mid-air.
Seeing that his first attack missed, the man quickly fired the remaining sleeve arrows. Three arrows flew out one after another. A Tian was in mid-air at this moment and it was too late for him to catch up.
These things happened in just a moment. The Crown Prince, the Crown Prince's grandson, the King of Han and the King of Zhao were now some distance away. The others had not yet reacted when they saw Hu Shanxiang, who was closest to the emperor, rushing up to him and subconsciously opening her arms.
puff--
This is the sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh.
One of the three short arrows hit Shanxiang in the chest, and one of the other two only pierced the corner of her clothes, while the other scratched her right index finger.
"Protecting the Emperor——"
As soon as the word "Emperor" was shouted, his three sons and the crown prince, who had heard the eagle's cry, had a premonition that something was wrong and pushed through the crowd to rush forward.
Zhu Zhanji looked at Hu Shanxiang, whose chest was soaked with blood, and felt a chill that went from the soles of his feet to his heart.
He didn't know how he managed to carry the person back to the East Palace surrounded by so many people. He only knew that along the way, there was a voice circling in his mind: Run faster, run faster!
"Cough, vomit—"
Hu Shanxiang quickly turned her head and vomited a pool of blood. The two imperial doctors scratched their heads and hands beside her bed, but Zhu Zhanji stood at the head of her bed, holding up his two bloody red hooves, motionless, like a door god.
Feeling that the man was unreliable, Hu Shanxiang blinked her dizzy eyes hard and finally raised her hand after a long effort. Zhu Zhanji knelt in front of her bed and clasped his cold left hand with Shanxiang's cold right hand.
"Huh... I, huh, I can't die, Zhu Zhanji... I'm not destined to die, don't be afraid... You uh... you go tell the emperor for me, go..."
Hu Shanxiang only said this, then pulled out her hand and grabbed the white-bearded imperial physician closest to her: "Imperial physician, just pull out...A Tian..."
A Tian, who had been flying along with them, quickly took off and picked up a bottle of medicine from a shelf not far away.
The imperial physician took it, confused. Seeing the words "Golden Wound Medicine" written on it, he opened it and smelled it, his eyes lit up: "This is the best golden wound medicine from Jianjitang! With this, the young lady's injury will be more secure."
While the best doctors in the world naturally belonged to the imperial court, there were always a few experts left among the common people, let alone secret recipes, a treasure passed down from generation to generation. Although Jianjitang had only recently emerged, it possessed several coveted secret recipes.
Especially the golden medicine for stopping bleeding. Because the old emperor loved to fight wars, he attached great importance to these things. In the early years, Jianjitang took the initiative to offer the prescription and also presented the golden medicine divided into three grades according to its efficacy.
The best of them is said to be a kind of grass that was accidentally mixed in by the little daughter of the owner of Jianjitang. Unfortunately, after the girl drew it, no one recognized it and no one could find it. Therefore, only ten boxes were obtained in total. His family only kept one box, and the rest were presented to the emperor. Most of them have been used up over the years.
Unexpectedly, this girl also had a bottle in her hand.
The moon was rising above the branches, and the palace was eerily quiet.
Zhu Zhanji, who was driven out but had no choice but to leave, changed into a blood-stained shirt and looked at the dark sky outside. He felt that everything that happened tonight was like a dream.
Hu Shanxiang, seemingly in critical condition, actually began a happy life of recuperation. Except for the first night when she pretended to be unconscious due to excessive blood loss, she was actually embracing the red panda N1 in her mind, happily indulging in its furry presence.
On the third day, she woke up when she thought it was about time. The first person she saw was Zhu Zhanji, who was only a finger's length away from her.
"Crown Prince, are you taking advantage of someone's misfortune?"
He had clearly just woken up, his face was frighteningly pale, and his usually plump lips were chapped. But this man had survived a great disaster, and the first words he said when he opened his eyes were...
Still so hateful.
I really want to follow her words and let this smiling person know what it means to take advantage of someone's misfortune.
"...I'll get you a glass of water."
Forget it, this prince will not bother with the patient.
Hu Shanxiang looked at him with amusement as he ran to the table to pour a glass of warm water. Only then did she notice that there was a living person lying there. Who else could it be but Sun Ruowei?
The grandson surprisingly did a good job of helping people, giving them water, and serving them, which surprised Hu Shanxiang. Zhu Zhanji was a little proud of this: "What do you think? You think I'm really a young master who has never done any housework?"
"No, I just think you are a good grandson."
"Hey, you just wake up and know how to piss me off. You're not as well behaved as when you're asleep."
"So I was asleep the whole time?"
Hearing her words, Zhu Zhanji quickly raised his hand to cover her mouth: "Pooh, pooh, pooh, you really don't know the taboos. You can't talk nonsense in the temple. Buddha, don't blame Buddha, don't blame her. She is just a child and doesn't understand."
After saying all this, he didn't hear any rebuttal. The man looked over in some surprise, then he realized that his hand was still on the other person's mouth, and he quickly took it back.
Hu Shanxiang lowered her head slightly, deliberately revealing her slightly red earlobes: "You moved me to Jiming Temple?"
"Well, you didn't wake up yesterday. I was worried, so I brought you to see the old monk." Zhu Zhanji, who began to feel something was wrong for some reason, replied while feeling a little restless.
Fortunately, at this moment, a young eunuch outside brought the emperor's message: "Grandson, the emperor came to ask me how Miss Hu is doing."
Zhu Zhanji stood up suddenly, causing the chair behind him to fall to the ground, and finally waking up Sun Ruowei who was lying on the table.
"That's perfect, just in time. You can stay with her for a while while I go to Grandpa to give him a reply."
Zhu Zhanji quickly pulled her over and sat her down in front of Hu Shanxiang's bed. He then said softly to the person on the bed, "Then I'll leave."
“…Go ahead.”
After Zhu Zhanji and his men retreated, Sun Ruowei looked at her carefully and suddenly asked, "Have you ever had another name?"
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