Li Hong's face was pale. With the help of a "Shinhwa" member, he slowly knelt on the ground, staring at the dying Bai Lu and Xiao Han. Tears began to well up in his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the towering trees, trying to let the tears flow back, but they still flowed down the corners of his eyes.
Li Hong took a deep breath, lowered his head and used his hands to stroke the blood-stained cheeks of the two people, but he didn't know how to talk to them.
"I won't... cry... I won't cry." Bai Lu forced herself to open her dull eyes a little wider. She struggled for a long time with her blood-stained hands, but still couldn't lift them up.
"Is there still hope?" Li Hong choked with tears in his eyes.
"Master... I... I will serve you again in my next life." Xiaohan tried hard to force a smile, but her blood-stained face looked miserable and helpless.
"Your Highness, several of the injuries are in vital areas, really..." a member of the Mythology whispered.
"Go down, everyone, leave. I want to stay with them for a while." Li Hong said with sobs.
Tears blurred his vision, making him unable to see Bailu and Xiaohan's clear faces. He knelt in front of their heads, ignoring the injury on his left shoulder which was now bleeding again, and tried hard to hold their heads in his arms.
Shenhua, who was standing by, looked at the prince's small figure. He was struggling to move the heads of two palace maids, ignoring the fact that his entire left arm was stained with blood. He just squatted down and wanted to lend a hand to help.
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"Get lost!" Li Hong said coldly. He had no choice but to carefully withdraw his hand, slowly retreat to a far distance, and surround the master and two servants with the others.
Li Hong stretched out his legs with great effort and sat on the ground. He and Bai Lu and Xiao Han tried hard to put their heads on their legs.
Tears flowed freely down Li Hong's cheeks, the crystal clear tears were like a curtain of jade beads, hitting Bai Lu and Xiao Han's blood-stained cheeks. Suddenly, the blood-stained cheeks seemed to bloom with a gorgeous blood flower.
"Master, don't... cry. I... feel... at ease." Xiaohan stretched out her hand with all her strength to grab Li Hong's hand, and said intermittently.
"I won't cry, I really won't cry. As long as I can see you, I will... I won't cry." Li Hong let the tears flow, his eyes blurred, and he looked down at the blurry Bai Lu and Xiao Han.
Bai Lu smiled sadly with tears in her eyes, looking at the blood flowing from Li Hong's left shoulder: "Master...I am...sorry...Bai Chun will definitely...scold me...Master is...hurt, they...they will be very distressed..."
"Don't say that, Bailu. They won't blame you if I don't love you. You are all my good servants." Li Hong felt as if he had lost the whole world. He had been spoiled by them since he was a child, and they served him very well. He couldn't live without them.
"Master... in the next life... I will... serve you..." Bai Lu continued to speak intermittently, but looking at Li Hong's injured shoulder made her heart ache, but she was helpless.
"Master...I...I'm in pain...help...help me..." Xiaohan pleaded with Li Hong with gloomy eyes.
Li Hong looked at Xiaohan, then at Bai Chun, sobbing and nodding. His hands were already covered with blood from both of them, which was still flowing out.
"Ah..." Li Hong screamed towards the sky.
Wufa and Wutan behind him slowly knelt beside Li Hong. After Li Hong calmed down, they took out two black pills and handed them to Li Hong.
"Master, there will be no pain. Soon they will..."
Li Hong bit his lip tightly, and tremblingly let go of Xiaohan's hand, took the pills handed over by Wutan, took a look at it in his hand, closed his eyes and fed the two pills to Bailu and Xiaohan.
In just a few breaths, Li Hong felt the head on his legs suddenly become heavy...
When Li Hong opened his eyes, he was greeted by his mother's concerned eyes. Standing beside the bed were several familiar people, Hua Meng, Jingzhe, Mangzhong, Liebao, as well as Xiaoxue and Xiazhi.
Bailu and Xiaohan are already dead. Li Hong closed his eyes again. He didn't want to wake up. When he saw Xiaoxue and Xiazhi, he would think of Bailu and Xiaohan.
"Hong'er, are you feeling better?" Wu Mei looked at Li Hong, opened his eyes, looked around, and then closed his eyes, so she asked softly.
"Mother, give me a hug...ah." Just as he was about to get up and act coquettishly to forget the pain of losing Bailu and Xiaohan, he moved his left arm and immediately felt a piercing pain.
"Okay, okay, let your mother hug you." Wu Mei hurriedly held down Li Hong's uninjured shoulder to prevent him from struggling to get up.
Then she sat down on the bed, leaned over, held Li Hong's head in her arms, and said softly: "You little bastard, you scared your mother to death!"
"Mother, let Xiaoxue and the others go out. I don't want to see them now." Li Hong was squeezed by Wu Mei's towering figure and said with a buzzing sound.
Wu Mei stood up, let go of the little thing's head, tapped its forehead with her index finger and said, "You are the Crown Prince, how can you be so out of control?"
"So what? Even father can cry sometimes." Li Hong's eyes were still swollen like peaches.
The moment he opened his eyes, Xiaoxue, Xiazhi and others who were already kneeling beside the bed had red and swollen eyes.
Wu Mei shook her head helplessly and looked at her master, then looked at the servants kneeling on the ground, sighed and said, "You know they love you, but you let them go? These people have been following you closely for the past two days."
"Then where are we now?" Li Hong lifted the quilt that was covering his head with one hand and asked while looking at Wu Mei's gentle face.
"You are so lucky to be in Zongsheng Palace. It happens that Immortal Sun is here. Otherwise, if I wait until we return to Taiyi City to treat your injury, I'm afraid your arm will be broken." Wu Mei personally brought the medicine soup, watched Xia Zhi and Xiao Xue get up, and carefully helped Li Hong to sit up.
His lips were not very chapped, it seemed that he had been sleeping well, and someone had been wetting his lips. It was rare for Wu Mei to pamper him like this, so he cooperated with Wu Mei and drank the medicine in the bowl mouthful by mouthful.
"It's so bitter, it's not suitable for human consumption." Li Hong complained as soon as he saw the medicine Wu Mei put in the medicine bowl.
Wu Mei turned around and glared at him: "You're already feeling uncomfortable right after waking up, right?"
"Hey, get up." Li Hong forced a prelude smile towards Wu Mei, and then said to the few praying men kneeling on the ground.
Wu Mei sat in front of the bed, looking at this little man, feeling both relieved and disappointed. As the saying goes, comparison makes one feel dreadful. When this boss was compared with those three, those three were simply... unbearable to look at.
Regarding the assassination incident yesterday, Wu Mei doubted everything that Li Hong showed. She was afraid that even if it was her husband Li Zhi, he might not be as calm, composed, brave and confident as Li Hong yesterday, although he fainted from tears in the end.
"Where is Bai Chun?" There was a hint of murderous intent between Li Hong's eyebrows.
Wu Mei slapped Li Hong's face. The wicked smile on the boy's face and the cold eyes made him look like a Shura, which made people feel creepy.
"Your Highness, Bai Chun went out yesterday. She asked me to tell you that the murderer will be found within three days." Xia Zhi stood there, looking at Li Hong with concern, and said in a low voice.
"Where are Wufa and Wutian? With their experience, can't they make a judgment? Ask them what they do for a living! If 'Myth' has only this level of ability, I don't think it has any need to exist. It's just a little bit short. If they had come a step later, they would have nothing but to collect my bodies... Ouch." Li Hong was very dissatisfied with Wufa's rescue yesterday.
Wu Mei slapped him on the forehead. He spoke without any taboos. How could he curse himself like that?
"After Wufa and Wutian sent you to Zongsheng Palace yesterday, they disappeared. They just said that these people did not come from Taiyi City, Chang'an or Lantian, and they said they might have just arrived today. From the scene, it seems that they did not have a very careful plan, but it seems that they arranged it in a hurry..."
"Nonsense, everyone knows that the situation yesterday was hastily arranged. Who is so stupid? To assassinate someone without a crossbow, you should bring a broadsword! If it wasn't for yesterday... Oh, I won't say more."
Wu Mei looked at Li Hong worriedly. Her cheeks, which had just had a little color, turned pale again because of what she said. She pinched the ear of Li Hong, who was leaning in her arms and being rubbed by him.
The knock on the door startled several people in the house. Xia Zhi hurried to the door and opened it. It was Sun Simiao, who looked like an immortal and indifferent.
"This old Taoist priest greets the Queen and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." The old Taoist priest walked in slowly and said to the two of them.
"Thank you, Master Sun. Please take a seat, Xia Zhi." Wu Mei did not move and sat there still holding Li Hong in her arms.
Li Hong wanted to move, but he could only move his shoulder and was still being held by Wu Mei, so he just nodded at Sun Simiao.
Xia Zhi placed a soft couch in front of the bed. Wu Mei then helped Li Hong, who was in her arms, to lean against the head of the bed, and then sat down on another chair.
"Thank you, Queen." Sun Simiao thanked with a smile.
Then he stretched out his hand and began to feel the pulse of Li Hong, who had stretched out his arm. After about a cup of tea, the withered hand like a branch let go of Li Hong's hand, looked at Wu Mei and said: "Your Highness is blessed with great fortune, and with your and Your Majesty's protection, you are fine. You just need to heal the wound."
"There are so many Sun Immortals." Wu Mei said with a smile.
"Hello, boy." Li Hong blinked at Sun Simiao.
When Wu Mei arrived at Zongsheng Palace yesterday, she learned from Xiaoxue that Sun Simiao and Li Hong had met unexpectedly some time ago.
So she didn't find it strange to see Li Hong winking at Sun Simiao playfully.
Wu Mei didn't know whether to be happy or sad about this prince who was so friendly and not afraid of strangers and didn't put on airs. This was completely different from the two people in the palace, Li Xian and Li Zhe, who flirted with the palace maids but seemed restrained when meeting outsiders.
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