Yan Yuning: “…”
"Go back." The man stood up and knocked her on the head.
"Why are you venting your anger on my sister? Send him to the governor's office and let the governor vent his anger on my sister."
Xuan Yanyu glanced at her.
"..." Yan Yu Ning held his sword-holding hand, and her fingertips intentionally stroked his fingers, "That's enough, you see he's seriously injured, my sister isn't as badly injured as him."
Xuan Yanyu rolled his eyes at her, his face cold and expressionless, "Get out."
Yan Yuning pursed her lips and thought carefully about what he said, "Yan Yuning, he hurt A Yao."
"The prince is taking out his anger on the princess of the prince's palace."
She must have understood correctly, so why is she angry?
He was angry with her now, so the Crown Princess he was talking about couldn't be her.
"Yejian!"
"Ye Jian, what?" Yan Yu Ning snatched the sword from his hand and threw it to Ye Jian, "Send Murong to the governor's office. He hurt the daughters of the prime minister's mansion and the minister's mansion. The governor dare not protect him."
It is impossible for the governor to offend my father and the Shangshu Mansion for the sake of the prefect, not to mention that my brother is on duty beside the Emperor Qi, and the governor knows what to do.
Ye Jian took the sword. He didn't dare to move until Xuan Yanyu spoke.
"Let's go." Yan Yuning held Xuan Yanyu's hand and dragged him out.
She dragged him all the way into the room where Yan Shiyao lived.
"Why hasn't Ayao woken up yet?" The man looked anxious. "Why hasn't she woken up yet?"
Yan Yuning curled her lips. She was yelling at her sister from such a distance. If she really cared about her, why didn’t she go to the bed to check on her?
"Yan Yuning, why can't Ayao wake up yet? She..."
"Ah, my hand... my hand hurts." Yan Yuning frowned and suddenly uttered a low voice.
"Wen Heng, get in here." Xuan Yanyu yelled at the door.
Yan Yuning bit her lip. Although he had booked the entire floor of the inn and wouldn't disturb anyone else, there was a wounded person lying on the bed. Why was he yelling?
"Your Highness..." Imperial Physician Wen ran in from the next room with wooden chopsticks in his hand and rice grains stuck on his beard. He didn't have time to tidy up his appearance.
"Your Highness, I admit my mistake." Imperial Physician Wen knelt on the ground with a thud.
Although I don't know what mistake he made, but since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is angry, it must be that he did something wrong.
"How come you can't even heal a sword wound? Xuan Zhao has trained you for so many years, and now you can't even heal a sword wound? The position of imperial physician is not as good as that of the imperial physician." Xuan Yanyu's voice was as cold as ice, and the anger in his pupils could not be suppressed.
Imperial Physician Wen shuddered, "Your Highness, Miss Yan is just in a coma and will wake up tomorrow morning."
Xuan Yanyu was furious, "Your Highness is talking about Yan Yuning, how could she still feel pain from such a minor injury?"
The corner of Imperial Doctor Wen's mouth twitched. Your Highness also knew that it was just a minor injury!
The man who was anxious just now asked him to bandage Miss Yan first.
He complained in his heart, but with a look of panic on his face, "Your Highness, this is impossible. I have given you the best painkillers. It is impossible for Miss Yan to still feel pain."
Yan Yuning was a little embarrassed. She just didn't want to listen to Xuan Yanyu's lies, so she interrupted him deliberately. She didn't expect this to happen.
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