After the eldest princess was reborn, she was forced to bind the power system

"Sigh~"

Xia Chengyun was so focused on two things that his fingers suddenly felt a tingling pain. When he lowered his head and saw the blood gushing out, he took a double look and passed out.

"My son, my son~"

The steward suddenly looked at Ban Xia in a panic.

Ban Xia never thought that such a thing would happen, so she hurried out to find Xia Hanyu.

"Your Highness, His Highness the Crown Prince passed out after being cut by a kitchen knife."

"is it serious?"

Xia Hanyu was eating snacks inside at the moment, and she was not worried at all when she heard Ban Xia's report, so she asked casually.

Ban Xia recalled the wound, "It's just a small cut, but His Royal Highness may be a little... dizzy with blood."

The majestic prince of a country is even afraid of blood!Ban Xia couldn't help being scornful in her heart.

Then a medicine bottle was thrown out of the carriage, "Give him a bandage, wake him up and continue."

Banxia didn't expect Xia Hanyu to be so "hard-hearted", so he picked up the medicine bottle and ran back.

The prince is still a prince no matter what, if something happens, His Majesty will not blame the princess, but even if His Highness protects them, these slaves may not all escape.

Fu Ling was a little worried, "His Royal Highness, should the servants go over and have a look?"

"Ah."

Xia Hanyu responded indifferently.

She was here intentionally waiting for him to cause trouble, but no, the trouble will come soon.

But it's okay, blood, you won't faint if you see it a few times, a man is a man, a few more wounds on his body are not a big deal.

After about a quarter of an hour, Fuling came running back.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, the kitchen knife is a bit blunt. His Highness's wound is not deep, but the bleeding at the beginning looks scary."

After all, His Highness the Crown Prince is arrogant and expensive, and his status is different; if he were to be a tenant next to him, he would be able to continue working if he sucked it with his mouth and stopped the bleeding casually.

Xia Hanyu guessed the same, and handed out the medicine box in the carriage, "You send the medicine box to Pinellia, and send someone back to the palace to pick it up when it's used up."

"Yes."

Fu Ling knew that His Royal Highness was stubborn, but actually cared about the prince, but unfortunately the prince always hurt His Highness's heart, so she thought of picking up the medicine box and running back.

At this time, there was a startled horse behind him, and a person quickly got off the horse and came to the side of the carriage, knelt down on one knee, and plunged the knife in his hand into the ground.

"Chen Xia Ji, see Your Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."

Xia Hanyu lifted the curtain of the car, but was a little surprised that he would appear here.

"What is Master Xia doing here?"

Xia Ji: "Return to Your Highness, the matter you ordered before has been completed, and now those merchants are living in the Tongfu Inn, so I will report to Your Highness first when I come here."

"So fast." She thought it would take a few more days to get everyone together.

"Master Xia got up and spoke."

Xia Ji stood up and continued to speak: "I have sent Jin Yiwei to go everywhere in a hurry these few days. When those people heard about the imperial edict in His Highness's hand, they rushed here impatiently, and they couldn't bear to stop on the road."

"At this time, they are more anxious than His Highness."

After all, this is an opportunity that has never been seen before. In some respects, the businessman's mind can see farther than the officials of the imperial court. Naturally, it is impossible to let go of such a good opportunity.

Not to mention a few hundred or twenty thousand, some people are even willing to pay half of their net worth for the sake of their son's future!

Xia Hanyu was indeed satisfied, "Xia Ji, you have done a good job, I will reward you when this matter is over."

Her tone was brisk, full of joy and intimacy, and fell lightly and silently on his heart.

Xia Ji glanced past her warm and slightly raised lips, quickly lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the tip of his shoes, his hands fell to his sides, and the knuckles holding the Xiuchun knife curled up unnaturally, as if Suppressing something.

"Sir, thank you Your Highness!"