Just as she was about to apply medicine and bandages to Marquis Yong'an, the other party turned his head to the right and said in a deep voice, "Please treat her first."
Xiao Qingyin then noticed that there was a person squatting in the corner on the right.
It is Linlang.
She was squatting on the ground, hugging her knees, her hair disheveled, her clothes in disarray, her eyes unfocused, and her whole body trembling.
On his right wrist, which was lying across his knee, was a wound only half the size of the wound on Yong'an Marquis's forearm.
Two tall maids stood beside her, watching her warily.
Xiao Qingyin: "..."
What exactly happened?
Something feels a little strange.
"Miss Linlang, may I have your hand?"
Xiao Qingyin squatted down and asked softly.
Linlang shrank further into the corner, her eyes filled with even more terror.
Xiao Qingyin sighed.
Take out the hemostatic powder and sprinkle it directly on the wound.
"Linlang, what's wrong?"
Princess Zhaoyang's voice rang out.
She strode into the study and walked toward Linlang.
Like a startled fawn seeing its mother, Linlang leaped up and pounced into Princess Zhaoyang's arms.
Xiao Qingyin caught a glimpse of Yong'an Marquis's eyes dimming out of the corner of her eye.
While comforting Linlang, Princess Zhaoyang asked Marquis Yong'an, "Qingxian, what happened? How did Linlang get hurt..."
She paused for a moment after saying this.
His gaze fell on the forearm of the Marquis of Yong'an.
"You're injured too?"
As she spoke, she tried to come over to check, but Linlang held her tightly and dragged her toward the door.
Marquis Yong'an loosened his grip on his right hand, placed the blood-stained paper cutter on the table, and said softly, "I cut myself."
"What?"
Princess Zhaoyang was taken aback.
"Both of us were cut by me."
Marquis Yong'an replied.
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