The horse neighed and raised its front legs high.

Cheng Chuyu, who was on horseback, seemed to be in a trance, and only then did he suddenly come to his senses.

To be fair, they did not use their own horses today. She was not familiar with the horse, and once it was frightened, she could not control it at all. In the trance just now, the reins had already slipped from her hands, and her hands were almost unrestrained. It was too late for her to hold the horse's neck, and she fell off the horse's back.

"Chu Yu!"

Sheng Xiyan was horrified and rushed out of the bamboo shed without thinking.

Cheng Chuyu had already fallen to the ground. She had practiced some Kung Fu since she was a child. As she fell, she raised her arms and hugged her head. She bent her body up and rolled twice on the ground before she stabilized her fall.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Friday girl screamed, "Be careful!"

Sheng Xiyan's eyes widened. The horse was obviously frightened and almost crazy, running all over the polo field. Everyone tried to dodge, but Cheng Chuyu, who fell to the ground, was the only one who could not escape.

Although she managed to protect her vital parts during the fall, she was still badly injured and in so much pain that she could hardly move.

She saw the black horse charging towards her madly.

quick!

Got to get up.

Cheng Chuyu used her elbows to support herself on the ground, trying to get up, or at least roll over again. However, after all her efforts, she only moved a little bit, which was of no use.

The black horse was very close to her. The only thing she could do was to hold her head with both hands. But in the next moment, the sound of horse hooves became more and more chaotic, and a figure in a bright red riding suit came galloping towards her.

Out of the corner of her eye she recognized it was Han Qianzhi.

Han Qianzhi hung sideways on the horse's back, bent very low, grabbed Cheng Chuyu's arm, and pulled her to the side with force.

It was too urgent for him to think too much and he could only use his greatest strength.

While throwing Cheng Chuyu out, he was almost exhausted and failed to get back on the horse in time. He was just a moment too late and the black horse hit him hard. The huge impact force knocked him off the horse and he fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the black horse's hooves trampled on his back.

Cheng Chuyu seemed to be able to hear the sound of bones breaking. She pursed her lips and shouted silently: Don't——

Her heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of her throat. The black horse was still running around. Her mind was blank. Everything seemed to have fallen into silence and time seemed to have stopped.

All this happened in just a few breaths.

Han Qianzhi forced a smile at her and soothed her, "I'm fine... don't panic."

These few words had exhausted all his strength. His body went limp and he could no longer make any sound.

"Han Qianzhi?"

Cheng Chuyu's heart was filled with endless guilt. She desperately reached out her hand to grab him, to make sure he was still alive.

Sheng Xiyan had just run to the polo field. She was sweating profusely. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she shouted, "Achen!"

Chu Yuanchen was just being led in by a servant. When he saw the chaos on the polo field, he narrowed his peach blossom eyes, lifted the corner of his robe, and ran over without thinking, and ran directly towards the frightened black horse. He chose the right time and grabbed the reins hanging on one side of the horse's head. With the help of the reins, he exerted force with his arms, jumped up, and sat on the horse's back.

He bent his body very low, with his entire upper body pressed tightly against the horse. No matter how wildly the black horse galloped and swung, it did not move at all. After the horse sat steadily, he gently stroked its mane with his hand to calm it down.

The black horse stamped its hooves anxiously, but apparently, it gradually calmed down.

"Chu Yu! Han Qianzhi!" Sheng Xiyan rushed over.

Both of them were injured, but Han Qianzhi was obviously more seriously injured, with scratches and bleeding on his forehead and wrists. However, Sheng Xiyan estimated that the most serious injury was the kick from the black horse. He had lost consciousness and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

She half-knelt on the ground and took Han Qianzhi's pulse first. When she felt that he still had a pulse, her heart finally settled down a little.

Fortunately, he is still alive.

But soon, her brows were tightly furrowed again.

At this moment, she no longer cared about hiding the fact that she knew medicine. She took out the needle bag from her sleeve pocket, picked up the silver needle, and quickly pierced several of his important acupuncture points. She then shouted to the already dumbfounded Prince Yu Shisun: "Why are you standing there yelling? Call a good doctor."

Every royal palace, whether it is a county prince's palace or a prince's palace, has a good medical clinic. Prince Yu's grandson reacted and quickly ordered someone to go and get it done.

Han Qianzhi was stepped on by a horse on the back, and it was unknown whether his bones were broken or not. Sheng Xiyan could only use a silver needle to stabilize his heart pulse and keep him alive while waiting for a good doctor to come and examine him.

Sheng Xiyan concentrated her attention and continued to give him acupuncture. After a set of acupuncture, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on her forehead. She had no time to wipe it off, but immediately took his pulse again.

His life was saved for the time being.

A handkerchief was passed to her from the side. She thought it was Xigui and went to take it, but the owner of the handkerchief had already wiped her forehead.

Sheng Xiyan turned her head and looked, and involuntarily, her heart was at ease, and she asked, "Where's the horse?"

"I've comforted you." Chu Yuanchen replied and continued to wipe the sweat off her face. Then, he put the handkerchief back into his sleeve pocket and raised his hand to hug her.

Chu Yuanchen comforted Ma An and came over. Seeing that she was busy, he did not disturb her.

"Chu Yu."

As soon as Sheng Xiyan stood up, she went to see Cheng Chuyu. Miss Zhou Wu had already helped her up and was walking towards them. Her face was pale without a trace of blood. Hearing this, she hurriedly said, "I'm fine, just a scratch."

Sheng Xiyan nodded slightly and let out a breath.

"How is he?"

Chu Yuanchen arrived late and did not know the exact situation. He saw Han Qianzhi lying on the ground unconscious, and guessed that he either fell off the horse or was hit by the horse.

Sheng Xiyan gave a bitter smile, which was uglier than crying, "A horse stepped on my back."

Chu Yuanchen's heart seemed to skip a beat. After so many years on the battlefield, he certainly knew the consequences of being stepped on in the back. In the worst case, he would lose his life, and in the worst case, he would be paralyzed on one side of his body. Han Qianzhi was only twenty years old and had just survived the battlefield. How could he return to the capital and play polo and end up with a disability? "

Sheng Xiyan said: "We have to feel the bones to know if his spine is broken."

Sheng Xiyan didn't know much about orthopedics, which required feeling the bones and setting them. She was a woman and no one could feel the bones for her. Han Qianzhi injured his spine, so she couldn't move around, lest she make things worse.

"Let me do it." Chu Yuanchen said.

He has been in the army for so long that he has learned some military medical skills. He also knows how to feel bones.

"Prince Yu's grandson, go get someone to prepare a bier." Chu Yuanchen casually instructed people, "And you, don't crowd around, spread out."

Everyone was still a little at a loss. They were still young, and had grown up in the capital city with fine clothes and delicious food. They had never seen such a situation before. Upon hearing this, they nodded quickly and walked away one after another.

If the spine is injured, one cannot move. Fortunately, Han Qianzhi was lying on his back. Chu Yuanchen asked someone to bring a pair of scissors and cut his tight riding suit a little to prevent the broken spine from being dislocated. Then, he raised his hand and touched his spine.

Soon, he nodded to Sheng Xiyan.

What he meant was that there was indeed a fracture in the spine.

Cheng Chuyu was shocked. She blurted out in disbelief: "No! No..."

Chu Yuanchen said in a deep voice: "We still have to let a good doctor take a look."

Spinal fractures also vary in severity. Maybe Han Qian is just lucky?

The three skilled doctors from Prince Yu's mansion finally arrived, and Prince Yu took out a badge and asked someone to go to the palace to invite the imperial physician who was good at orthopedics as well.

Sheng Xiyan reminded them, "The silver needles are used to stabilize his heart veins. Don't pull them out." After she said that, she stepped aside and gave her place to the good doctors.

Sheng Xiyan walked up to Cheng Chuyu and said, "Let me take your pulse."

Seeing her expressionless face, Sheng Xiyan took the initiative to pull up her hand and took her pulse. Apart from her pulse being a little fast, there was nothing abnormal about it.

etc……

This smell.

Sheng Xiyan moved closer to her again, lowering his eyes to think.

There is a very familiar smell on Cheng Chuyu's body, and I seem to have smelled this smell somewhere recently... That's right!

Incense plate!

The smell on Cheng Chuyu was exactly the same as the incense stick that had appeared once in the small Buddhist temple.

Sheng Xiyan's almond eyes were orange and pure, and she asked, "Chu Yu, what happened to you just now?"

Cheng Chuyu is a very good rider. Although the situation just now was tense, it was not unavoidable. But she was like an idiot. She suddenly stood still and did not move, which led to her being hit by the ball.

"I..." Cheng Chuyu's attention was all on Han Qianzhi before. Now thinking back, she realized something was wrong. "I feel dizzy."

"Just now I suddenly felt very dizzy, and the ball seemed to become two, no, it became three, coming from different places."

"What I wanted to avoid was that I was so dizzy that I couldn't hold the reins, and then my horse was hit by the ball."

Cheng Chuyu was filled with annoyance and remorse, all kinds of emotions intertwined together. She couldn't help but bite her lower lip lightly, unable to hide the guilt in her eyes.

If it wasn't for saving her, how could Han Qianzhi be trampled by the horse...

"Chu Yu." Sheng Xiyan asked thoughtfully, "Have you used any new fragrance recently?"

Cheng Chuyu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It was given to me by Lady Wu Anbo."

Mrs. Wu'anbo is Fu Junqing's biological mother. Cheng Chuyu and Fu Junqing are also engaged. Mrs. Wu'anbo is also her future mother-in-law. The two families are close friends. Mrs. Wu'anbo often gives her some little gadgets.

"Mrs. Wu Anbo asked me to light it during my nap to calm my nerves."

Sheng Xiyan asked, "How long have you been ordering?"

"Almost ten days."

Sheng Xiyan's mind moved: "What about today?"

Cheng Chuyu shook his head: "I got out early today, I didn't take a nap, and I didn't light incense."

Sheng Xiyan felt heavy in her heart and couldn't help but think of something.

She asked again, "Do you feel dizzy after lighting incense?"

"No." Cheng Chuyu shook her head and said, "After lighting the incense, I sleep very comfortably." Otherwise, she would have stopped using it long ago.

Cheng Chuyu is not stupid. Although she is not as cunning as the noble ladies in Beijing, Sheng Xiyan kept asking about the fragrance, and no matter how bold Cheng Chuyu is, she could hear the clues.

This fragrance is wrong.

Cheng Chuyu murmured: "This was given by Mrs. Wu Anbo..."

If there was really something wrong with this incense, why would Mrs. Wu Anbo want it... She couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Sheng Xiyan pondered for a moment and was about to speak again when he saw the good doctor had already taken his pulse and examined his spine, then stood up and went to talk to Chu Yuanchen.

Cheng Chuyu hurried over to listen. This was related to Han Qianzhi's injury, and Chu Yuanchen sent away all the other unimportant people around.

Chu Yuanchen was asking: "How is he?"

The good doctor said, "Captain Han's spine was trampled by the horse's hoof, causing a fracture. Fortunately, Miss Shengda used a silver needle to protect his heart, saving his life. However, judging from his pulse, Captain Han's fractured spine may have compressed his spinal cord, causing spinal cord damage..." After he finished speaking, he sighed and said, "Captain Han's lower limbs may be paralyzed."

Cheng Chuyu's face turned even paler and she took a few steps back. Sheng Xiyan quickly supported her from behind to prevent her from falling.

"He was doing this to save me..." Cheng Chuyu muttered to herself. If he hadn't been trying to save her, how could he have been stepped on by a horse and become paralyzed?

They have known each other for such a long time. If she hadn't asked him to join in, he would still be working well in the Zhenbei Palace and would not have come to join in the fun.

It's all her fault!

Cheng Chuyu's shoulders trembled slightly and she let out an almost suppressed cry.

"The imperial physician will be here soon. Let him take another look." Sheng Xiyan gently put his arm around her shoulders and patted her back.

"Yes! Yes!" Cheng Chuyu held on to the last bit of hope, "Imperial Physician... Where is the Imperial Physician?"

"Let the imperial physician go directly to the Zhenbei Palace." Chu Yuanchen said, "It's too cold today."

Chu Yuanchen originally planned to place Han Qianzhi in the guest chamber of Prince Yu's mansion first, and then make a decision after the imperial physician had examined him.

However, this would mean moving twice. Instead of this, it would be better to return to the Zhenbei Palace first.

Chu Yuanchen turned around and asked the good doctor: "Can you move now?"

The good doctor said respectfully, "You can move now, but you must be careful."

He talked about the things to pay attention to one by one.

Chu Yuanchen agreed to all the requests and asked Yu Wang Shisun to borrow the guards from his mansion. Under the instructions of the good doctor, the servants carefully lifted Han Qianzhi onto the stretcher, still keeping him in a prone position to avoid touching his spine.

Chu Yuanchen said to Sheng Xiyan: "Let's go back to the palace first."

Sheng Xiyan glanced at Qingping. Qingping stood there as if nothing had happened, kicking a ball with her feet. Facing Sheng Xiyan's gaze, she snorted provocatively.

Cheng Chuyu also noticed Qingping's gaze. She was so worried about Han Qianzhi that she forgot...

She clenched her fists and walked over expressionlessly: "Qingping, you did it on purpose!" She said firmly.

At that time on the polo field, no one knew better than her whether Qingping did it on purpose.

"It was an accident." Qingping said nonchalantly, "I missed the target."

Qingping did not hide his attitude at all. He said "accident" but his face seemed to say "I did it on purpose, what can you do to me?"

Cheng Chuyu thought of something and said coldly, "For Fu Junqing?"

Qingping's pretty face suddenly turned cold. She snorted, looking disdainful to say anything more to her, and turned away.

"stop."

Cheng Chuyu walked quickly forward and patted her lightly.

"What are you doing?!" Qingping turned her head impatiently, and then she felt a sharp pain in her left shoulder. Cheng Chuyu pinched her shoulder and used some skillful force to throw her to the ground in a handsome and neat manner.

Then he pressed his knee against her lower abdomen, preventing her from getting up.

Qingping only felt a pain in her back. She frowned and shouted, "Cheng Chuyu, you are so brave!"

Before she finished speaking, she was completely shocked.

Cheng Chuyu was wearing a riding suit, and she had developed a habit in the northern border of putting a dagger on the shin guard of her riding boots.

Without any hesitation, Cheng Chuyu pulled out the dagger and stabbed it into Qingping's thin shoulder.

"stop!"

There were shouts of surprise from all around, and some people ran towards Qingping.

"don't want!"

However, Cheng Chuyu's movements were simply too fast. Whether she was blocking and throwing Qingping down, or drawing the dagger, all her movements were done in one go without any obstruction.

Qingping only saw the sharp blade reflecting the dazzling sunlight, and then she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder and blood spurted out.

"ah!"

Qingping let out a cry of pain, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

She subconsciously covered her painful shoulder, and when she saw her left hand stained with blood, she screamed in shock and fear.

“Save me…save me!”

The greatest injury she had ever suffered in her life was a finger pierced by an embroidery needle. Even so, the maids and nannies around her would come over and wrap her finger with ointment out of concern, and her mother would also specially ask someone to bring her some supplements...

it hurts.

So scared...

Qingping's beautiful face was twisted in pain and she couldn't make a sound.

"Does it hurt?" Cheng Chuyu sneered, "Han Qianzhi is in more pain."

Cheng Chuyu had already stood up, still holding the bloody dagger in her hand, and walked towards Sheng Xiyan without looking back: "Let's go, don't waste time."

"Princess! Princess!"

"Qingping!"

For a moment, many people surrounded Qingping, including Qingping's personal maid, her close friend, and the young master of Beppu.

"Good doctor! Good doctor." Qingyue shouted and asked the good doctor to pass.

The good doctor looked at Chu Yuanchen in embarrassment, and the latter only asked: "Whose injury is serious?"

It was undoubtedly Han Qianzhi.

"Someone, go and call the doctor." Prince Yu's grandson spoke at this time. He first asked the servants to call the doctor, and then said to the good doctor, "You go with the carriage and send Captain Han to the Zhenbei Palace." Nothing more could happen.

The Grandson was the master of this palace. He spoke, and the good doctor did not hesitate and continued to carefully watch Han Qianzhi lying on the stretcher.

Qingyue looked at Qingping, whose clothes were stained with blood. Seeing Cheng Chuyu was about to leave, she got angry and shouted without thinking: "Stop, Cheng Chuyu, do you want to leave?"

Sheng Xiyan stopped Cheng Chuyu who was about to speak, and asked with a smile, "Why? Can't you leave?"

Qingyue: “…”

Sheng Xiyan smiled even more viciously: "I should find someone to pick me up before the princess will let us go."

Qingyue suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over her head, and her whole body instantly felt cold.

Every word and sentence of Sheng Xiyan is full of threats.

Prince Yu's grandson was sweating profusely, and he hurriedly said, "My Lord, Miss Sheng, please leave quickly, and don't delay Captain Han's injury."

Sheng Xiyan only looked at Qingyue: "Princess, do you have anything else to say?"

Qingyue thought about the seal on her room which had not been torn off yet, so how could she dare to say "something happened"?

"I..." Qingyue hesitated for a moment, then said, "I just want to ask Chuyu when we can play again. I, I'm talking about the polo match, not anything else."

"Wait until you have time."

Sheng Xiyan said perfunctorily and pulled Cheng Chuyu to follow the stretcher.

Now, of course, Han Qianzhi is the most important person. They have to hurry back to the palace and wait for the imperial physician to come and see him again. Moreover, she has to keep a close eye on his heart pulse to prevent any further danger.

Otherwise, not to mention the spine, even the life may be lost.

Anyway, the monk can run away, but the temple cannot.

Chu Yuanchen was not worried about her at all. Seeing that she was very good at "bullying others with power", he praised her, "You have talent!"

This "power" was originally meant for her.

Sheng Xiyan smiled at him.

Under the doctor's instructions, the stretcher was quickly and smoothly lifted onto the carriage. Cheng Chuyu was about to follow, but Sheng Xiyan stopped her and said, "Chuyu, ask someone to bring the incense you use."

Cheng Chuyu's mind was in a mess, and only then did he remember the incense. He quickly ordered his personal maid to go back home to get it.

When they arrived at the Zhenbei Palace, just after they settled Han Qianzhi, the imperial physicians arrived. They were the two most skilled orthopedic doctors in the Imperial Hospital, Chen and Dong.

After Sheng Xiyan confirmed that Han Qianzhi's heart pulse was stable, she pulled out the silver needle from his body.

Doctor Dong hesitated and said, "Miss Shengda, I have to take off his clothes."

Han Qianzhi's injury was on his spine, and the clothes needed to be completely cut open in order to examine the wound more carefully.

Sheng Xiyan was not good at orthopedics, and there was no point in keeping her, so she went to the main hall with Cheng Chuyu.

Cheng Chuyu paced anxiously in the main room. Not long after, her maid came hurriedly with a brocade box and presented it to Cheng Chuyu.

This brocade box is only the size of a palm, royal blue in color, and made of brocade satin. It is embroidered with a picture of a beautiful woman admiring the moon using gold and silver threads.

Cheng Chuyu handed the brocade box to Sheng Xiyan with a complicated expression and said, "This is it. Madam Wu Anbo gave it to me personally."

Sheng Xiyan opened the brocade box, took out some incense, put it in her palm and smelled it. The incense was mixed with more than a dozen spices, some of which she recognized, some of which she didn't, and there was also Nine Phoenix incense worth one or two thousand gold.

She closed her eyes and slowly distinguished them.

These scents mixed together, and were very similar to the scent of the incense coil she smelled in the small Buddhist temple.

Among these aromas, there was a hint of fishy smell, which was almost inaudible under the cover of so many spices. If she did not have a keen sense of smell and had just identified the Shiquan Cream in Baicaotang, she would not have been able to smell it.

The incense coils and incense sticks should come from the same place, so the smell of these mixed incense powders is very faint.

As for whether the incense sticks were still mixed with the stench of the Ten-Ingredient Cream, she really couldn't remember.

However, there is no doubt that there is something wrong with the incense burning!

Fortunately, the incense sticks used later were no longer unusual.

"Sister Yan."

Cheng Chuyu took a deep breath, and as if mustering up a lot of courage, he asked, "Is there something wrong with this incense?"

Sheng Xiyan nodded: "Yes."

She said, "This fragrance may contain the perfect ointment."

She wasn't completely sure, but she was 70% sure: "Shiquan ointment is addictive. Once you use it, if you stop using it, you will feel dizzy and tired."

Therefore, Cheng Chuyu would feel dizzy and absent-minded because he did not take a nap with incense.

Just as she was about to tell her in detail, a servant came over and called them. Cheng Chuyu knew that the imperial physician had made a diagnosis, so she quickly pulled Sheng Xiyan along and hurried over.