He glanced at the young marquis subconsciously and noticed that she twitched twice on the ground and then stopped moving.
The madam thought to herself: "It's all over."
Dou Shiliu covered the shivering Wen Su with a quilt and carried him out with a cold expression.
The guests outside watched curiously, but dared not get even a fraction of a second closer to Dou Shiliu.
They only started whispering after they left.
"Who is this? Doesn't she look like Her Highness the Prince? But shouldn't she be at the grand ceremony?"
"yes…"
At this moment, the madam came out crying.
"What happened to the madam?"
"My Hua Manlou is finished, the young lord died here..."
The guest was terrified; this young marquis was not someone to be trifled with…
"Hurry, hurry!"
The guests scattered in all directions, and the madam wept.
Inside the prince's carriage, they quickly returned to the manor.
Dou Shiliu got out of the car and hugged him tightly. She felt the person in her arms trembling, and her face grew colder and colder.
"Imperial Physician Xuan"
The servants trembled and immediately knelt down to obey.
Dou Shiliu put Wen Su on the bed and was about to open the quilt to see the injury on his face when he was suddenly hugged by him.
Dou Shiliu's eyes trembled, and then she embraced him. Feeling the wetness in front of her, her heart ached.
"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm here."
The woman's familiar and reassuring voice lingered in Wen Su's mind, filling her heart with a sense of peace.
He didn't care if she had a legitimate husband, he didn't care if her feelings for him were genuine or feigned; he had fallen in love with her, and his heart was completely devoted to her…
"I do..."
A faint sound came from inside her arms.
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