After rebirth, the prince fell into the hands of the princess again

"Let Fan Yan come."

Tang Mumu was a little speechless. What kind of person is this man?

"I'm going to find you some medicine for your wounds. I'm not going to eat you. Why are you, a grown man, being so shy? I'm telling you, you'd better not try this on me. Don't force me to use force."

Tang Mumu pushed the man closer to her. She could clearly see the shock in Rong Yan's eyes, as well as the anger in his eyes after he reacted, and even a hint of humiliation.

"Really? Rong Yan? You are a grown man, what do you have to feel wronged for? I am saving you, not forcing you to do anything. Who are you doing this for? Besides, I am a stunningly beautiful girl, and it's not like I am unworthy of you."

"Go ahead, I don't want to talk to you any more."

Rong Yan seemed to have given up struggling. He should not have fallen into Nong Yue Hall tonight. If he had to blame anyone, it was only himself. If he had tried harder, maybe he could have fallen into his own Zhu Jing Xuan.

"Please save your energy. I won't care if you die later."

Tang Mumu carefully took off Rong Yan's clothes, and his face paused when he saw the wound clearly.

"How come you haven't died yet when you're so badly injured? How painful must it be? And you have so many scars. How come you have so many wounds on your body? No wonder they say that evil will last for a thousand years. I'm afraid you will last for ten thousand years."

Rong Yan no longer had the energy to argue with her. Fan Yan came in and saw this scene. He wanted to say something but swallowed it back.

"Princess, the gauze and wound medicine are here."

Tang Mumu took the things and Jinse also brought the water back.

"Give him Ma Fei San, in larger quantities."

Fan Yan did not move. Tang Mumu said patiently, "He is seriously injured. The broken arrowhead must be taken out. The arrowhead is embedded in the flesh and bones. The rotten flesh around the wound must also be cut off. Even if your prince is a great immortal, he will feel worse after such torture. Can't you see that he is almost unconscious?"

When Fan Yan looked over, he saw that the prince had indeed fallen into a coma, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

"Can't you hear me? Do as I say." Tang Mumu said angrily. She wouldn't harm Rong Yan, so what did this big fool mean by that?

"No, Your Majesty cannot take Ma Fei San."

"So you want him to die in pain?"

Tang Mumu was angry, but Fan Yan knelt down in front of her the next second. Tang Mumu quickly took a big step back.

"What do you mean? I didn't do anything. You were the one who wanted to kneel."

Fan Yan kowtowed twice on the ground, and Tang Mumu couldn't stop him.

"Please, Princess, save the prince."

Tang Mumu's performance tonight made him believe that the princess could save the prince even without Mafeisan. Fan Yan now placed all his hopes on Tang Mumu.

"I didn't say I wouldn't save him. Didn't I ask you to use Ma Fei San on him first? Or you could explain clearly why he can't use Ma Fei San."

"Your Highness just can't use Ma Fei San. Please, princess, save Your Highness." Before he could finish his words, he started to kowtow again. Tang Mumu was speechless.

"You... you blockhead, then why don't you tell me why you can't use Ma Fei San? Otherwise, how can I save him?"

"Please, Princess, save the prince." Fan Yan continued to kowtow.

Tang Mumu pursed her lips and looked at Rong Yan, the blood drained from her face. If she dragged it on any longer, she would probably die here. She glanced at Fan Yan again. This block of wood would not stop until he killed himself here tonight.

"All of you get out. If you want your prince to be alive, get out. Guard Nong Yue Hall well. No one is allowed to come in."

Fan Yan immediately stood up and carried Jinse out with him.

Only Rong Yan and Tang Mumu were left in the room. Tang Mumu hesitated for a while, picked up a dagger and cut his wrist, then put his wrist to Rong Yan's mouth to make sure he could drink his blood.

"You damn Rong Yan, you stinky Rong Yan, I've made a huge sacrifice for you. Do you know how precious my blood is? If Master knew, he would definitely beat you to death. You'd better treat me well when you wake up, otherwise you have to spit out all this blood."

After about a cup of tea, Rong Yan's face regained its color. Tang Mumu bandaged her own wound and turned to open the door. She no longer had the strength to treat Rong Yan's wound.

"Princess, how is the prince?"

"He won't die. Go and take care of his wounds. I need to go get some sleep."

Fan Yan turned his head to look at the person on the bed, and saw that he looked back to normal, not as pale as before. On the contrary, the princess seemed to have become much paler.

"What did the princess do?"

"Anyway, I saved your prince. I'm very tired now and want to sleep."

Fan Yan glanced at the person on the bed again, and after confirming that everything was alright, he stepped aside and said, "Thank you, Princess."

Jinse helped Tang Mumu to her room. Although she also wanted to know what the princess did after closing the door and why she became much weaker when she came out, she couldn't bear to ask any more questions when she saw the young lady's appearance.

"Miss, please stay here for one night. I'll get you a thicker quilt."

Tang Mumu nodded, bent down and climbed onto the bed. Jinse covered her with a quilt, turned around and found another quilt to cover herself with. Then she went to the outer room and lay on the table to rest.

The next day, the sky was bright.

When Rong Yan woke up and saw that he was in Tang Mumu's room, he turned over and got up almost reflexively, which inevitably affected his wound. His brows furrowed and it took him a long time to calm down.

"Your Majesty, are you awake? How do you feel now?"

Fan Yan came in with the medicine soup, and when he saw Rong Yan, he hurried over to support him.

Rong Yan waved his hand, and Fan Yan handed him the medicine soup, "This is the medicine that Doctor Xing ordered to be boiled. He told me to make sure that the prince drinks it."

Rong Yan picked up the medicine and drank it all. "Where's Tang Mumu?"

"Perhaps she is still with Jinse. I did not see her this morning."

"What happened last night? I heard her say she wanted to use Ma Fei San."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I know that Your Majesty cannot take Ma Fei San. Later, it was the princess who saved Your Majesty, but I don't know how. The princess asked me to guard the yard outside."

Rong Yan pondered for a long time, nodded, and turned to leave.

Jinse came in with a wash basin and saw Tang Mumu sitting on the bed in a daze. She was delighted and said, "Miss, are you awake? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to go find the palace doctor?"

Tang Mumu opened her eyes with great effort, blinked and shook her head. Everything was fine, her eyes and head didn't hurt. "It's okay, I'm just a little hungry and want to eat meat."

"It's time to take care of yourself. I was scared last night. I'll go to the kitchen and tell the princess to eat meat today." After saying that, she seemed to think of something and her face suddenly fell. "No, Miss, I have to go back home today, but can the prince accompany you in that condition?"

Hearing the word "return home", Tang Mumu's sleepiness was scared away. How could a fake Princess Rong return home? It was normal for others not to recognize her, but how could her biological parents not find something wrong? Before the master came, she would die if she returned.

"No, I won't go back. The prince is so badly injured and has to stay in bed to recuperate. How can he accompany me back? As a wife, how can I leave my seriously injured husband and go home alone? I have to stay and take care of the prince. I can't go back."

"What should we do then?" Jinse was in a dilemma. What the young lady said made sense, but it was the rule for a bride to return home. How could it be changed?