The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

Li Xixuan knew that Wei Yu was injured again in order to protect her, and she immediately became furious. She grabbed his wrist and stopped him from committing further atrocities.

At this time, Liang Wang's men came to report immediately, shouting: "It's bad, the lady..."

King Liang frowned in an instant, his dignity collapsed in an instant, veins on his forehead burst, and he no longer had the leisurely mood he had just now, "What's wrong, Madam?"

Seeing that he seemed to have more important things to do, Li Xiying let go of his wrist.

The reporter's legs and feet were weak, and he trembled as he said, "Madam...Madam has fainted! The imperial physician is treating her, but the situation doesn't look optimistic."

After hearing this, King Liang had no time to continue. He ran out at the fastest speed as if he had let go of the reins.

A gust of wind blew up in the room. He was flirting with a decent woman one moment, and the next moment he hurried back home because his wife was seriously ill.

She was very confused and puzzled!

Li Xi was still in shock. Seeing Wei Yu's miserable state, she felt very sad and said softly, "Come back to Prince Xian's Palace with me."

Wei Yu had obviously fainted and was unable to answer at all.

She had no time to guess what grudge Wei Yu had with him. Given her status, it was definitely not what King Liang said.

After all, in comparison, she seemed to want to kill him more, but failed due to the disparity in power.

Li Xi saw the shopkeeper who was secretly rejoicing while directing the waiters to clean up, so he asked him to help hire a few strong women to carry Wei Yu back to Prince Xian's mansion.

The shopkeeper knew that they were not simple people and were reliable in their work, so he soon called over a woman who was as strong as an ox.

Not knowing where Wei Yu's injuries were seriously injured, they carefully carried her on their backs. When they were preparing to return home, someone laughed at them behind their backs.

Li Xixiao turned around and saw that it was the adopted son of Prince Liang who had turned into a pig. Maybe he had not gone far in the first place, and when he saw Prince Liang leaving, he found an opportunity.

He spoke rudely, and his pig face did not prevent him from behaving obscenely. "Humph, where are you going? Why don't you come back with me to heal your wounds?"

Li Xixiao sneered, and although it was a sneer, it made him even more confused.

"why are you laughing?"

"Laugh at you...dreaming." She didn't have time to deal with him, so she picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at him along with the tea.

Tea splashed everywhere, the cup kept rolling in the air, and he couldn't wave it away in time, so it splashed all over his face. First, the tea was wet, salty and sticky, and then the cup hit his forehead. After a while of pain, he found that there was a small cut of unknown depth, and blood was pouring out.

He stopped laughing wildly, rubbed his eyes, and shouted with a red face and neck: "You dare to hit me? I'll show you how powerful I am!"

Pig-faced Man covered his forehead, strode forward, and punched Li Xi with his fist as big as a bowl. At this time, the woman who was carrying Wei Yu on her back had already been carried out of the door at her instruction.

The next moment, Li Xixiao could already feel the sound of the sharp wind hitting her flesh, but surprisingly she did not feel any pain.

She looked up and saw that at the critical moment a man in black stood in front of her and easily blocked the punch for her.

Is this the person that Fourth Uncle arranged to be by her side to protect her?

Fourth Uncle said that he would show up if he found that she was in danger, so he really showed up!

He looked very strong, at least stronger than that rat-eyed guy...but his pig-faced, tall, big build and dark skin made him even more intimidating.

She had never seen anyone with such a dark complexion, and the tall figure didn't look like someone from the Central Plains.

But he was still very grateful. Seeing that Wei Yu was breathing weakly on the woman's back, he could not delay any longer, so he said to the guard: "I'll leave this to you. We'll leave first."

The Pig-faced Man was obviously no match for him and was defeated in the first round. The guards ignored her, so she took it as a tacit agreement and took the opportunity to take Wei Yu and escape from this dangerous place.

As dusk fell, the number of pedestrians gradually decreased.

Li Zhen was sending people to look for them, but he happened to see their figures returning home in a panic in the twilight, and his heart was shocked.

"Who did it?" When Li Xuan asked this question, he didn't even realize that his eyes had shifted from his niece to Wei Yu's pale cheek.

She was barely breathing and looked seriously injured. The blood from the corners of her lips slowly flowed to her jaw and neck, staining her chest with blood. She looked so weak and boneless that it seemed as if her soul would be shattered in the next moment.

Li Zhen immediately took Wei Yu and carried her away carefully.

The woman received the reward and left.

Li Xi hurriedly followed his uncle and told him about the brutal and cruel deeds of King Liang. His uncle, who was holding Wei Yu in his arms, looked surprisingly grim as he listened.

Soon they arrived at the room where Wei Yu had lived before. He gently placed Wei Yu on the bed, removed the sleeves from her wrists and felt her pulse.

"Fourth Uncle, what happened?" Li Xiying stood by the bed and watched him asking someone to bring acupuncture. She asked as soon as she had a break.

"My hand is broken, my sternum is broken, and my heart and lungs are injured." Li Xuan said, and then looked at her again, "Are you injured?"

Li Xi's eyes turned red and she shook her head, "No."

After Li Xian confirmed that Li Xi was fine, he told her to go back and rest, and asked someone to close the door and start treating her.

She didn't dare to disturb her fourth uncle's treatment, so she left as she was told.

After returning to her room, she was still filled with doubts.

Such a terrifying person is also a vassal king. Could he be the worry of the royal family that the queen has been talking about? First of all, he seems to recognize her as a princess, but he is still so disrespectful and arrogant. That means he is sure that the master dare not do anything to him! Second, he dares and has the ability to allow his subordinates to assassinate the prime minister. What else can't he do?

Then I remembered that King Liang seemed to say that Wei Yu wanted to be his concubine? She was the daughter of the late prime minister, and she was forced to sing for a living. It was possible that she was forced to become a dancer by him.

The night is so quiet.

It was the first time she couldn't sleep, because of her grandfather and Wei Yu.

The next morning, Li Xiying went to see her again and found that she was still in a coma and looked really seriously injured.

There were two incense burners burning with medicinal aroma, winding and lingering. Fourth Uncle was not here, he must have gone to take care of his herbs.

This made her feel relieved. At least Wei Yu must be out of danger, otherwise her fourth uncle would not leave her alone. It was the same when Grandpa was injured, and it was also the same when she had a fever and fainted.

The scent of the medicine seemed to have a calming effect. She had hardly slept all night and felt a little sleepy after staying there for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, she felt someone covering her with a thin blanket, and then she realized that she had actually fallen asleep, lying on the side of Wei Yu's bed.

She looked up and saw that Wei Yu was awake.

The maid serving in the room was also dozing off as if she had been up all night, and the charcoal brazier was almost burned out, so it was Wei Yu who was carefully covering her with a quilt.

"You're awake."...

"You're awake."...

The two voices spoke in unison, scaring the maid standing beside her awake. It wasn't because the voices were loud, but the overlapping of the two voices in the quiet bedroom was really startling.

The two smiled at each other.

"As expected of my fourth uncle, his medical skills are truly superb!" Li Xiying exclaimed.

Wei Yu also nodded and smiled. There was no trace of blood on her face. She sat up again, unable to support herself, and leaned against the bed rail.

"His Royal Highness Prince Xian is a good man. In just a few days, he saved me three times. I just feel very ashamed." Wei Yu said slowly.

"So did you tell him your secret?" Li Xiying asked softly.

Her eyes did not dodge, but were a little dazed.

Li Xi was a little surprised. "You told your fourth uncle? Did you tell him about you and King Liang? What's going on?"

Wei Yu knew that Li Xuan had not told her anything. Everything that had happened in the past few days made her trust the princess in front of her very much. What's more, she was the daughter of His Majesty, so she told her everything without reservation.

How her family fell into poverty after her grandfather's death, how she lost her last support when her mother died three years ago, and how she risked everything by dancing at the banquet and offering herself to King Liang, hoping to kill him in bed that night. But everything went against her will, and she was eventually beaten by King Liang's men and thrown into the street.

Li Xiying listened silently. Her tone was indifferent to all this, as if the person who was beaten and thrown on the street in public was not her.

"Then will you still marry Prime Minister Cui?"

Wei Yu looked puzzled. She waited for her to read the rest of the story, but it didn't happen. She smiled and said, "Marry Prime Minister Cui? You must be mistaken. I'm marrying his son. The Prime Minister is already fifty years old. Why would His Majesty ask me to marry him?"

Li Xi's face darkened as he recalled what the prime minister's wife had said. It seemed that she had indeed said that she was marrying the prime minister, and that the position of mistress would be changed. Was it just a misunderstanding?

She had no choice but to believe it, but she had already done her best to help her fourth uncle's lifelong affairs.