Chapter 80 Under Control
Song Zhimian did not completely lose consciousness.
She vaguely felt someone pick her up, surrounded by a noisy environment.
Gradually, the noisy sounds faded into the distance...
When Song Zhimian woke up again, she was lying face down on the bed.
Looking at the bed curtains above her head, Song Zhimian immediately recognized that this was the room where the Crown Prince lived.
She was about to turn her head to look when she immediately saw someone sitting by the bed.
"Princess?" Song Zhimian looked at Princess Yongxin, who was already dozing off, with some surprise.
As soon as Princess Yongxin saw that Song Zhimian was awake, she immediately jumped up from her chair.
"Finally awake! I've been watching over you for ages."
Don't move. The medicine was just applied to your back. The imperial physician said it will hurt more today, but that's all you can do. You can only lie down for now.
Song Zhimian, do you know what? You almost scared me to death.
When Xiao Huaijin carried you back, your clothes on the back were soaked with blood, and Xiao Huaijin was also covered in blood.
Your face turned deathly pale, and Xiao Huaijin was also terrified and his face turned deathly pale.
So much blood...
Oh, Xiao Huaijin said you don't have any relatives, and the few you do have are worse than none at all.
"He only knows you and me and we can talk to each other, so let me stay here with you." Princess Yongxin said, gesturing for Song Zhimin to continue lying down.
Song Zhimian had no choice but to lie down.
Seeing that Song Zhimian wasn't very comfortable, Princess Yongxin brought over a soft pillow from another room.
"Lying down here will be more comfortable."
"When I was little, I was naughty and my grandmother would punish me with a board, and I would lie like this," Princess Yongxin said.
Song Zhimian placed the soft pillow under her chest as instructed, which seemed to make her feel a little more comfortable.
But my back is still burning with pain...
"Hiss..." Song Zhimian couldn't help but let out a sound.
Princess Yongxin rushed over to examine the wound, and the more she looked, the more frightened she became.
“Song Zhimian, your wound was so long back then, it looked terrifying.”
I was terrified.
It's also my fault for not bringing the whip. If I had brought it, I would definitely have come to help you.
But I was busy protecting my grandmother at that time and didn't see what was happening on your side.
"I thought that since it was closest to His Majesty, there wouldn't be any problems..." Princess Yongxin's face was full of frustration.
Song Zhimian smiled and quickly took Princess Yongxin's hand.
"Princess! At that time, everything was in chaos, and no one could think about so much."
Besides, isn't protecting the young prince my duty?
"Alright! It's all in the past now. I'm already very touched that you're here with me, Princess. Thank you!" Song Zhimian said, enduring the pain.
Princess Yongxin hummed in agreement and then pulled the brocade quilt draped around Song Zhimin's waist up a little higher.
"The female physician went to brew medicine, saying it was a medicine to clear heat and detoxify. The imperial physician said that you suffered an external injury, and even if you take the medicine, you will still have a high fever."
I've already sent the female healer to brew the medicine.
Oh, you should also know the female doctor who brews the medicine; her name is Lianqiao.
Li Zhangyao said that you had a good relationship when you were studying in the inner palace, so he specially called her over to take care of you.
"She will be in charge of changing your dressings and preparing your medicine for the next few days," Princess Yongxin continued.
Song Zhimian was taken aback; the Prince of Qi had brought Lianqiao over...
Just as she was about to change the subject, the curtain to the inner room was lifted, and Lianqiao came in carrying a bowl of medicine.
Song Zhimian glanced at Lian Qiao.
Her eyes were red, as if she had been crying...
"Master Song, take your medicine!" Lian Qiao brought over the bowl of medicine.
Before the bowl of brown medicinal soup was even placed in front of Song Zhimin, she could smell a strong medicinal odor; it must be very bitter…
Holding her nose, Song Zhimian swallowed the herbal medicine in one gulp, her mouth filled with a bitter taste.
Coupled with the burning pain in her back, Song Zhimian suddenly felt that she couldn't go on living like this.
After rinsing her mouth, Lian Qiao stuffed another candied fruit into her mouth, and Song Zhimian frowned as she lay down again.
"Master Song, lie down properly!" Lian Qiao said again.
Song Zhimian had no choice but to lie down.
Lian Qiao removed the clothes covering Song Zhimin's back, then took a small porcelain bottle, dipped it into the ointment with a delicate little brush, and gently applied it to Song Zhimin's back.
As soon as the ointment was applied to Song Zhimin's back, she felt a cool sensation spreading from her back.
The burning pain I felt before doesn't seem to be as noticeable anymore.
With a sigh of relief, Song Zhimian originally wanted to say something to Lian Qiao, but Princess Yongxin was there...
"Is the princess staying in the palace today as well?" Song Zhimian asked softly.
Princess Yongxin nodded.
"Yes, the Crown Princess arranged a room for me in another courtyard."
I'll talk to you for a bit and then I'll go.
Oh, the Crown Princess has taken Jue-ge to her and the Crown Prince's courtyard, saying she'll be looking after him there for the next few days.
You can just stay here at Zixiao Pavilion and recover from your injuries.
Also, while you were unconscious, Princess Shou Kang came to visit you with the twelfth prince.
They brought many gifts, which were placed on the table in the outer room.
"The Crown Princess's head maid has already written it down; you can look at it after you recover," Princess Yongxin continued.
Song Zhimian responded with an "oh," showing no interest in the gifts at the moment.
All she wants to know now is whether she will be left with a scar on her back.
If it leaves a scar, what will happen to my beautiful back? Should I get a red plum blossom tattooed to resemble the scar, or something else...?
"Who are these people who plotted to assassinate His Majesty today?!"
"Why does it feel like... Your Majesty seems so familiar?" Song Zhimian asked Princess Yongxin in a low voice.
When the assassination attempt at Linde Hall was mentioned today, Princess Yongxin's expression changed.
She glanced out the window, tiptoed over and closed it, then checked that there were no eunuchs or palace servants in the outer room before sitting down next to Song Zhimin.
"That happened many years ago."
Well, how should I put it!
"It must be some remnants causing trouble!" Princess Yongxin whispered.
"Remnants? From the previous dynasty?" Song Zhimian was a little surprised.
The Great Yu Kingdom has been established for almost two hundred years. For the remnants of the previous dynasty to still emerge and cause trouble after two hundred years, they really have perseverance!
"It's not from the previous dynasty! It's just..."
It's too complicated to explain to you in a short time.
In short, it seems that everything is under His Majesty's control.
Of course, your injury is beyond His Majesty's control.
Those jugglers, who had been living in anonymity for so long, were just waiting for this opportunity.
Who knew that His Majesty had known about these things from the very beginning!
And, most importantly...
The woman leading the group was the one who looked to be in her early twenties and was stepping on the ball.
In fact, she was originally the daughter of the King of Zhou and the niece of His Majesty.
If King Zhou hadn't caused internal strife back then, that woman's status would have been the same as Princess Jia Hui's!
Who knew... he'd become a traitor!
"Oh, I really don't know what to say!" Princess Yongxin sighed.
"The King of Zhou's daughter?"
Song Zhimian was stunned for a moment.
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