The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 171 The Abused Princess (22)

Before the guard could hesitate, Xiao Chen had already picked up the unconscious Fusang.

He looked down at the guards condescendingly, his eyes were like ice in December, bitingly cold.

A hideous wound spread across half of his face, and blood was still bubbling.

Accompanied by the dim candlelight in the dungeon, Xiao Chen looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell to take his life.

The guard just glanced at it and trembled with fear.

His head was buried deeply, and he didn't dare to raise his head again.

With a sullen face, he hugged Fusang and strode away from the prison.

Snow foam floated in the sky again, and when the cold wind blew, it was very cold.

Sheng Lianshu, who had been waiting outside, put his hands in his sleeves and paced back and forth, with a bit of worry in his tightened brows.

Just when he was thinking, would the emperor be so angry that he would lose his mind and kill that person by mistake...

Suddenly, from the corner of the eye, he saw a tall figure walking out of the dungeon, and Sheng Lianshu hurried to pick him up.

"emperor……"

Taking a closer look, Sheng Lianshu was startled by the distressed appearance of the two of them.

This dizziness and injury was too tragic.

Xiao Chen ignored Sheng Lianshu and went straight to the sedan chair.

The eunuch who was carried away did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly rushed to Feishuang Hall.

Sheng Lianshu quickly ran to the imperial hospital first and picked up the imperial doctor who had already rested.

When the two arrived at Feishuang Hall, the imperial physician leaned against the door frame and took a few breaths, finally recovering, and then stepped into the bedroom with a respectful attitude.

Stepping across the threshold, the warmth comes head-on with the fragrance of plum blossoms.

The huge bedroom was silent, and all the servants in the palace kneeled on the ground with their heads deeply buried.

In the silence, the imperial physician couldn't help becoming nervous.

"My lord, I wish Your Majesty Shengan."

"You don't need to kneel, come here for a consultation."

The imperial physician who was half kneeling was trembling from the cold of Xiao Chen's voice, and felt that the scene in front of him was inexplicably familiar.

The imperial physician didn't dare to delay, and rushed to the front of the dragon's collapse in a few steps.

As soon as he got closer, there was a strong and disgusting smell that rushed straight into his nostrils.

It's like... the feces in the stables mixed with hay were trampled and crushed by horses' hoofs, accompanied by damp soil, and the stench made people dizzy.

Nausea rushed up his throat unexpectedly.

Before he could make a sound, Xiao Chen looked over with gloomy eyes.

The imperial doctor's face changed slightly, and he felt a chill on his scalp.

Not daring to remain silent in front of the Holy Spirit, he suppressed his nausea and said, "I'm sorry."

After all, he dared to look up at Shengyan.

However, seeing this, the imperial physician was surprised again.

Xiao Chen's face was very gloomy, and the three scars on his face were covered with blood, and the depth could not be seen.

Such scars on Xiao Chen's black-faced Rakshasa face will only make people feel horrified and terrifying. Coupled with the dull and oppressive atmosphere in the hall, it creates a sense of being in hell for no reason.

The imperial physician tremblingly stepped forward to treat Xiao Chen's wound.

Xiao Chen waved his hand to stop him: "Look at her first."

It was only then that the imperial physician noticed that there was a very distressed girl lying on Longtao.

The sweaty hair was covered with withered grass, and some unidentifiable black stains covered her face, and there was a shocking bruise on her slender neck.

Take a closer look, isn't this the lady who has the cold?

I haven't seen you for a few days, why is it so miserable again.

The last time it was just a wind and cold that caused such a big battle, this time the imperial physician did not dare to be sloppy at all.

The white silk cloth was placed on Fusang's thin wrist, which seemed to be broken at the first fold, and the imperial doctor was concentrating and calming down.

After a while, the imperial doctor replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, your majesty is unconscious, and it is caused by excessive fright that caused a physical and mental disorder. I prescribe a medicine for calming the mind and calming the mind to help your majesty stabilize her mind."

Under Xiao Chen's cold coercion, the imperial physician's words were simple and straightforward, and he didn't even dare to use pretentious professional terms.

(End of this chapter)