Quick Transmigration: My Dark History

"Quick... hurry up, come!"

Shi Ru knelt on the ground, holding the dying man, trembling unconsciously.

Her face was stained with the blood that flowed from the body of the person in her arms, and it was washed away by tears and cold sweat, and there were large blood stains on the snow-white skirt.A lot of blood was also soaked in the complicated and gorgeous palace dress, and the dust rolled up sticking to it, mixing it into a mess. She opened her eyes wide, startled and frightened, and she was extremely embarrassed.

She wanted to pull out the arrow stuck in Jiang Yan's chest, and wanted the blood not to flow so fast, but her fingers were trembling, and she didn't dare to move, so she looked up at the people around her helplessly, and shouted: "Go and call the imperial doctor, hurry and call the imperial doctor! She is dying! Go and call the imperial doctor!"

The surroundings were in a mess, with some people swarming over and some people leaving quickly.

Shi Ru's ears were also in a mess. She heard some people said that they had already invited the imperial physician, some said that they were going to catch the archery assassin, some said that there might be a second person to be hit by the arrow, and some people said that the emperor's feet are really audacious. , blatantly shooting and killing the noble daughter of the family, this is clearly a challenge to the authority of the royal family.

Some people also said that Ye Qing declined the prince's and Prince Jing's overtures, and he was hit by an arrow before leaving the palace city. Could it be that someone in the prince's and Prince Jing's circle was angry because of his refusal, so he simply did not do anything. So, instead of letting her fall into the hands of others in the future and serve others, why not strike first and kill her all?

Shi Ru listened a lot, and his mind became more and more confused, but he held Jiang Yan's hand tightly, as if he refused to let go.

what should I do?

She asked herself, should I wait here for the imperial physician, or should I pick Ye Qing up and go to the imperial physician?

But if I hug her up, will she be more seriously injured, then will I save her or kill her?

Amidst the chaos, a slightly familiar voice woke Shiru up from her confusion: "Give her to me."

...My king?

Shi Ru looked up, even in the capital city, still wearing the narrow-sleeved hufu, King Jing, who looked out of place with the surroundings, was half squatting down at the moment, and said: "This king walks fast, and this king took her to find the imperial physician." .”

This place is very far from the Tai Hospital, and it takes at least two quarters of an hour to go back and forth.

For such a long time, Jiang Yan might have died from bleeding before the imperial physician arrived.

The best way is to find someone who can walk steadily and fast, and send Jiang Yan to Tai Hospital in the shortest possible time so that he can receive treatment as soon as possible.

King Jing's skills are recognized as good, and he is a woman, so there will be no men and women who will not get along with each other, so he is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

Shi Ru immediately found the backbone, sobbed, and said hoarsely: "Please, please Prince Jing, go quickly... She has lost a lot of blood, she will die."

Prince Jing said, "Don't worry."

As she spoke, she took the unconscious Jiang Yan from Shiru's arms, stood up quickly, and ran towards the Tai Hospital using lightness kung fu.

Shi Ru wiped away her tears, opened her eyes wide and looked at her back, her speed was extremely fast and her steps were extremely steady.

One... must survive!

Shi Ru was full of panic, Ye Qing, how could she die like this?

She hasn't written another good article yet, comparing Ye Qing's reputation and making Ye Qing admit that she is not as talented as her...

Prince Jing's speed was too fast, but in the blink of an eye, he had already run several feet away, and the speed was still accelerating, he was going to be completely vacated, and he didn't even need to borrow strength.

So soon, the imperial hospital was already not far ahead, and an imperial physician hurried out of it with a medicine box. It was just when he received the news that he was going to the palace gate to treat Jiang Yan.

Seeing that Prince Jing came with the wounded in his arms, the imperial physicians did not have time to salute in such a hurry, and were about to ask Prince Jing to put the wounded on the couch in the room so that they could start treating them, when they heard a cough, the unconscious man The wounded woke up spontaneously.

"Jing... Prince Jing."

The wounded man's voice was very soft, his breath was like gossamer, his mouth was full of blood, but his words were still accurate: "The minister, the daughter-in-law is hopeless, and there is still a younger brother in the daughter-in-law's family. If the king has the heart, please send the younger brother to the Wanchun Palace, and treat it as my sister...the last thing I can do for him."

After saying these two sentences intermittently, the injured person closed his eyes, lost his breath, and dropped his hands.

Risking his head being beheaded, Shi Ru, who just rode over from the palace gate, almost fell off when he saw this.

She seemed to be stupefied by fright, she sat on the ground in a daze, and the two maidservants of the Ye family who followed her also had their legs and feet weak, and they knelt down with a plop.

Here you can still hear the movement of the Imperial Forest Army in the distance, they are all patrolling around, trying to catch the assassin who dared to shoot arrows.This kind of movement made the place even more silent, and in the end it was Prince Jing who said, "Send her back to the mansion. This king will personally explain this to His Majesty."

Shi Ru took Jiang Yan, who was still soft, in a daze, got on the horse with the help of Ye's maidservant, and drove the horse towards the gate of the palace as if he lost his soul.

The night breeze brought coolness, and the palace gate was still in chaos just now, but there were not many people at this time.

The remaining pairs of eyes were all looking at the horse, and with just one glance, one could tell that Mr. Ye had passed away.Their expressions were unspeakable, as if they wanted to say something, but they didn't dare to say a word, they could only watch the horses slowly pass by them, heading straight for Yefu.

……

Yefu.

This is a hairpin family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. The Ye family has been officials for generations. There are often great Confucianists, and child prodigies and geniuses often appear among their heirs, but they are not as famous as Ye Qing, so they seem low-key and somewhat unknown.

The geniuses who are almost as famous as Ye Qing are unknown, let alone the younger brother who was sick and weak since childhood.

Shi Ru knew that the younger brother Ye Qing was talking about was exactly the younger brother of her mother and compatriots, and the only young master born in the Ye Mansion.

Shiru doesn't know the name of the eldest son, but what she knows is that Ye Qing has a very good relationship with his younger brother. She used to talk a lot in front of Ye Qing, and she said something about medicine jars, which made Ye Qing angry for several months. Not talking to her, almost broke the relationship between the two of them who were both enemies and friends.

But now, Yeqing is dead.

Ye Qing, who she regarded as the only opponent in this life, died.

Shi Ru sat on the chair, watching Ye's family members cry bitterly at the corpse, seeing Mrs. Ye crying until she was about to faint, and she didn't forget to ask someone to pass the news to the young master's yard, so that the young master would not be too sad and would not be able to recover from his illness. rise.

Ye Qing died.If the teacher thinks, there is only one younger brother left.

She should take good care of that young master for Ye Qing——

White flags and mourning curtains, covered with white hanging plains, before midnight, it was still the home of bells and dinning, and in a blink of an eye, Yefu began to arrange funerals, sending the eldest daughter of the family to the burial.

I don't know if it was for the sake of the young master, or for some other reason, Yeqing's coffin was not even full for three days, and there was no fanfare of the crying spirit, so that the young master was not disturbed at all, and the coffin was quietly sent to the Ye Family's ancestral grave was buried quietly.

It was widely rumored that the most favored person in Ye's family was not the eldest lady, but the young master.

So favored, as the eldest daughter, the funeral was extremely rough, and the legendary young master did not appear in the whole funeral.

That is to say, the young master still doesn't know about the elder sister's death...

Two days later, King Jing came to visit with a secret decree.

Talked secretly with Master Ye and Mrs. Ye for a while, and not long after, Prince Jing left the Ye Mansion, but there were two more carriages behind him.

In one of the carriages, it was the young master who had been ill since he was a child, sleeping soundly.

The carriage followed King Jing into the palace, went around in the palace city, and stopped in front of a palace that was sparsely populated and rarely visited by palace people.

Looking up, you can see the golden characters on the blue background, and the silver hooks painted on iron, which are ups and downs and beautiful.

These three words——

Wan, Chun, Gong.

……

There are not many maids in Wanchun Palace, and there are not many eunuchs. I don't know where Concubine Wan is, and the third prince doesn't know where. The huge main hall is empty and there is no popularity.

Qian Xiang didn't look too much, and under the guidance of Prince Jing, she quickly tidied up the side hall and helped her young master to lie down.

The young master has been ill in bed all year round, even though Prince Jing only took two glances, he could see that his body was very thin, his face was pale, and his lips were also pale.He closed his eyes, sleeping peacefully. Prince Jing felt a little familiar in a trance, and was about to take a closer look, when Qian Xiang blocked her intentionally or unintentionally, and the words she asked diverted her attention.

"Excuse me Prince Jing, where is Concubine Wan?" Qian Xiang asked, "Before entering the palace, madam told the servants to hand over something to Concubine Wan."

King Jing said, "Follow me."

They entered the main hall and went deep into the back hall, but instead of going to the innermost bedroom, they circled half a circle and came to a small Buddhist hall.

This small Buddhist hall is located in a dark place, there is a gloomy light from the hidden door, and the fragrance of Buddha is erratic, which makes people feel chilling for no reason.

Prince Jing seemed to be very familiar with it, and raised his hand to knock on the door a few times.

"Empress Wanfei, Jingqiu has come to see you."

The royal family of this dynasty has the surname Ruan, and the word "Jing" in Prince Jing has no other meaning, it is just taken from her name.

Her real name is Ruan Jingqiu, and she lives up to her name. Her name is as heroic as she is, without any femininity.

After King Jing knocked on the door, he waited for a moment before he heard a female voice from inside: "Come in."

This female voice sounds very ethereal, faint and unreal, mixed with the faint fragrance of Buddha in the nose, which makes people feel the coldness from the bottom of their bones.

Qian Xiang regained her composure and followed Prince Jing into the small Buddhist hall.

After entering, following the dim candlelight, I found that not only Concubine Wan was here, but also two other nuns were also kneeling in it, reciting Buddhist scriptures silently with solemn expressions.

Qianxiang had seen it, and saluted with Prince Jing: "I have seen Concubine Wan."

Wearing a hat and sea green, she couldn't see anything from behind, only a very thin woman said slowly: "Qianxiang from the Ye family, is it here?"

Qian Xiang said: "If you go back to your mother, the servants are here."

Concubine Wan said, "What about the things?"

Qian Xiang said: "Bring it."

As he spoke, he went forward and handed over the kit in his sleeve pocket.

Opening the kit, what lay inside was a handkerchief that was almost exactly the same as the one that Yeqing showed the emperor back then.