Before confiscating the house, the medical concubine emptied the enemy's warehouse to flee fami

Soon they arrived on the carriage, and the emperor carefully placed the fusang on the carriage.

Jiang Wan dug out the medical kit from the carriage and said to the emperor:

"Song Jiuyuan, please stay out of the way and leave the rest to me."

"it is good."

Song Jiuyuan stopped the emperor who was frantically trying to look inside. He was also afraid that Jiang Wan would expose the space.

Even though this person respected Jiang Wan as his sister, Song Jiuyuan still didn't believe him.

In the face of absolute interests, it is difficult for someone not to be tempted, let alone this person is an emperor.

"Your Majesty, we'll just wait outside."

"it is good."

The emperor's face lost color. Song Jiuyuan lit a fire outside. Inside the carriage, Jiang Wan glanced at Fusang whose eyelashes were trembling slightly.

"You lie down and don't move. I'll spread some anesthesia on you, then pull out the arrow and suture the wound."

"Thank you, sister...sister..."

Fusang lay on a pillow, her back really hurt, and a few tears rolled down her eyes.

Jiang Wan used scissors to cut open the clothes on Fusang's back. She had quietly filled the medical kit with needed items.

He first used some hemp and then used force to pull out the long arrow. Even so, Fusang still screamed in pain.

"what……"

The effect of Ma Fei Powder is not that fast, and it is semi-anesthetic, so Fuso can still feel the pain.

But time was urgent, and Jiang Wan was afraid of delaying treatment, so she could only quickly pull out the arrow to stop the bleeding.

The wound was then sutured and bandaged with hemostatic powder.

Less than half an hour later, the emperor outside clenched his fists. After hearing Fusang's scream, he could no longer calm down.

Song Jiuyuan reminded him, "Don't forget your identity and her identity."

Fuso is a person of unknown origin.

The emperor calmed down, relaxed his clenched fists, and whispered back to him.

"I know."

Fortunately, Jiang Wan came out of the carriage soon. She took off the mask she had just put on and looked at the nervous emperor.

"Don't worry, I'm fine for now. I just fainted and need to be observed for a few days.

Why don't you stay in the palace for the next few days so that I can observe her wounds at any time. "

She was also afraid that Xiaoba would get carried away.

"Okay, listen to my sister."

The emperor nodded vigorously, and on the way back, he guarded the unconscious Fusang.

Jiang Wan and Song Jiuyuan were sitting in a carriage, their expressions slightly serious.

"He was emotional."

Jiang Wan frowned. Even though he was an emperor, he was still a human being, and even humans could be emotional.

The bad thing is that Fusang is different from ordinary people. This emotion may affect the people.

Hearing this, Song Jiuyuan sighed and said, "Xiaoba has been suffering for half his life. It is not easy to meet someone he likes."

"I know, I'm afraid Fusang will take advantage of him."

When Jiang Wan just pulled out the arrow for Fusang, she realized that the arrow was just a little bit close to the heart.

If it went any further, Fusang's life would be in jeopardy.

Are there really people who don’t even care about their own lives?

Jiang Wan was at a loss, her fingertips curled up nervously, "If she is really for the emperor, blocking the arrow shows that she loves him very much.

But if it is the kind of speculation I just mentioned, then she is too cruel! "

A ruthless person who is willing to risk her own life, can Xiaoba restrain her?

"Either way, we're watching closely."

Song Jiuyuan was the regent of Dafeng, so it was naturally impossible for him to watch the emperor sink.

Soon after returning to the palace, the emperor carried the unconscious Fusang to the guest room without any help.

As for the Song and Qing Dynasties, it was entirely up to Song Jiuyuan to explain.

Jiang Wan rubbed the center of her brow tiredly. Fortunately, Qiuniang was there for everything.

After working for so long, Song Jiuyuan knew that she was hungry and quickly asked Qiuniang to bring her favorite meals.

After the two of them finished eating, Qiuniang came to send a message, "Princess, the young man brought back today said that his wife has woken up.

He said that if the princess was free, he hoped that the princess would come and take a look. "

Except for the Song family, the servants did not know the identity of the emperor and only thought that he was a guest of Song Jiuyuan.

Jiang Wan was not surprised to hear him call Fusang his wife. She and Song Jiuyuan looked at each other and walked towards the guest house.

Fusang had indeed woken up by now. When Jiang Wan arrived, the emperor was sitting by the couch, holding her hand tightly.

"Don't be afraid Fuso, I'll ask my sister to prescribe some painkillers for you, so it won't hurt so much."

"Fusang believes in...Lang Jun."

Fusang's weak voice came, and Jiang Wan walked into the house and asked Song Jiuyuan to wait outside.

"woke up?"

"sister."

When the emperor caught a glimpse of Jiang Wan coming in, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Fusang is afraid of pain.

Why don't you prescribe some painkillers? Is it time to change the dressing on the wound? "

"You go out first, I know it well."

Jiang Wan drove the emperor out and placed the medical kit he was carrying on the table next to the couch.

"This medicine can temporarily relieve the pain. Take one pill first."

Jiang Wan fed Fusang a pill and carefully checked her wound. Fortunately, it did not collapse.

The emperor was not here at the moment, so Jiang Wan's voice was very soft, "Fusang, you have many scars on your back."

"It was...it was beaten by my grandmother who didn't like me when I was young."

Fusang lowered her eyelids. In fact, she knew that it was useless to pretend to be pitiful in front of Jiang Wan.

Her pear blossoms and rainy appearance will make people who like her feel distressed.

"I don't care why you approached him."

Jiang Wan gently changed the medicine for her, "If you do anything to harm the Dafeng court.

Neither Song Jiuyuan nor I will let you go..."

"elder sister……"

Fuso hissed, "I know my sister is a good person, I..."

Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, "I will not harm the country or the people."

She shouldn't be that important in Lang Jun's heart.

Even though he dotes on her, Fusang is not a fool. She can feel that deep in his eyes, he doesn't really love her.

So she made a risky move.

When she met the assassin, she tried her best to protect him. If she could save him, at least he would feel guilty towards her.

If you are unlucky and die, that's fine. It's a relief.

"Hopefully."

Jiang Wan changed the medicine for her and said softly: "You can't stay in bed to recuperate recently.

I will arrange for someone to get you medicine, and you drink the medicine obediently. Fortunately, you are young and will recover faster. "

"I see, thank you sister."

Fusang smiled softly and watched Jiang Wan leave the room, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

After leaving the room, Jiang Wan caught a glimpse of the emperor waiting in the courtyard. She walked up to him.

"Fortunately, the arrow didn't hit the vital point. As long as we get out of danger tonight, we'll basically be fine."

"Thank you, Princess."

The emperor raised his eyes to look at her with faint tears, "Actually, I still like to hear you call me Xiaoba."

"Little Eight."

Jiang Wan followed his words and called him, making the emperor smile. He reluctantly said:

"Actually, you don't need to remind me, I know Fusang's identity is wrong.

But seeing her lying in my arms almost out of breath, I panicked so much..."

It's like I'm about to lose something very important.