The soft beauty is so good at teasing, the villain prince asks for a kiss

Rong Heqing was carried to a side hall for treatment, and all the imperial doctors came to take her pulse.

Fortunately, it was a big day like the Emperor's Birthday, and all the imperial doctors were by his side just in case. Unexpectedly, an emergency really happened.

Rong Heqing was placed on the couch. The palace maid came forward to help her take off her clothes, revealing the wound on her abdomen. Because the medicine powder was sprinkled in time, the blood was not flowing as heavily as before.

After taking the pulse, the chief judge of the Imperial Hospital said in surprise: "The princess is in very good health. The detoxification pills have been completely absorbed and most of the poison has been eliminated!"

"Great! I'll prescribe a prescription and boil some medicine. Just drink it and spit out the remaining poison and you'll be fine!"

"Heaven has good luck for him. He was only injured in the abdomen but not in any vital parts. He was poisoned but most of it was cured. This is really..."

The old doctor was speechless for a moment and sighed endlessly.

They have a clear division of labor, some prescribe medicine, and some treat wounds.

Soon Rong Heqing's abdomen was bandaged, and the palace maid brought a brand new quilt to cover her.

Rong Heqing's hands were the most seriously injured. The flesh on both palms was turned inside out and the cuts were very deep. Especially since she was fair-skinned, the contrast with the blood-red flesh was horrifying.

The imperial physician subconsciously used less force when bandaging the wound, but Rong Heqing was still irritated and frowned, and couldn't help wanting to avoid it. The imperial physician looked up at her and saw that she showed no signs of waking up even though she was in so much pain, so he couldn't help but sigh.

After the situation was handled, two imperial doctors were left outside to guard, while the rest went to report to the emperor.

Rong Qiao ran over and asked with a pale face: "Is she awake?"

The imperial doctors didn't recognize him, they just looked at each other and said nothing.

Rong Qiao said anxiously: "I am her brother!"

The doctor then said, "It turned out to be the Second Young Master Rong. The princess is no longer in danger of death, but is still in a coma."

"I'll go see her." Upon hearing this, Rong Qiao immediately ran into the inner hall.

He ran all the way to the bed and saw Rong Heqing's hands outside the quilt, wrapped in thick fine cloth. His hands were a whole circle bigger, but even though it was wrapped so thickly, a little blood stain could still be seen seeping through.

His eyes turned red instantly, his steps slowed down, and he was afraid to move forward.

After a while, his gaze slowly moved up and fell on Rong Heqing's face, which was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss.

Those lively eyes that used to show joy or anger were now closed lifelessly. Rong Qiao's heart suddenly sank and she couldn't help crying out loud.

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It was a mess outside, and Ronghe Qing couldn't sleep well.

At first she was still somewhat conscious and could feel someone applying medicine to her. The pain made the veins in her brain jump. When the pain passed, she completely fainted.

Her consciousness struggled in the thick darkness.

It's pitch dark here and the silence is frightening.

She walked forward aimlessly, not knowing where she was going, but she couldn't stop.

Soon, the black fog gradually dissipated, and she saw a familiar yet unfamiliar scenery.

There are lush flowers and trees and numerous rockery around.

Is this... the Imperial Garden?

Rong Heqing turned around in confusion. Why did she come to the Imperial Garden?

The next moment, three children suddenly ran out in front of her. She looked carefully and wanted to dodge, but unexpectedly, the three children passed directly through her body, and she was stunned where she was.

It’s not because they have traveled through time, but because these three children have no faces!

She took a breath and her heart began to beat wildly, but she still couldn't help turning her head to look. As a result, when she turned her head, she didn't see the child, but only saw a ball of black mist floating towards her.

For some reason, she felt panicky when she saw the black fog and ran away subconsciously.

She ran forward desperately, with only one thought in her mind - she must not be caught up!

She didn't know how long she ran before she was suddenly tripped by something. She fell forward and fell heavily to the ground.

This time it didn't hurt at all.

Rong Heqing was just about to get up and continue running when a pair of brocade boots suddenly appeared in front of him.

She looked in the direction he was looking and met Qin Yunxian's gentle, dark eyes. He was looking at her with concern and asked, "Are you okay?"

Rong Heqing seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and shook his head, "Something is chasing me, I——"

She turned around and saw that there was no trace of the black fog.

She turned back blankly, only to see Qin Yunxian standing up from the wheelchair.

He leaned over and picked her up sideways, "Come on, I'll take you there."

Send? Where?

Rong Heqing put her arms around his neck and suddenly felt at ease looking at his handsome face.

Just as she was about to say something, the weather suddenly changed and raindrops as big as beans hit her face.

What’s even more bizarre is that this rainwater is actually hot?!

No, how can rain be hot?

As the rain got heavier, Rong Heqing woke up with a start.

However, before she opened her eyes, she felt her face getting wet.

Rong Heqing: “???”

Is she not awake yet?

She opened her eyes with difficulty, and another bean-sized "hot rain" fell on her face.

Rong Heqing: "..."

When she looked carefully, she saw Rong Qiao sitting at the head of the bed, looking at her and crying.

Rong Heqing: “…………”

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was a little angry at the same time. She couldn't help but turned her face away and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't cry."

Rong Qiao sniffed, "Are you awake?"

Rong Heqing raised his hand to wipe his face, but it hurt a lot and felt heavy.

She looked down and saw that her hands were almost as tangled as pig's trotters.

"Are you made of water? How can you cry so hard? I'm not going to die, hold it back and wipe my face."

Rong Heqing decided to let the culprit serve him.

"I couldn't help it." Rong Qiao sobbed and took out a handkerchief to wipe her face, almost wiping it into Rong Heqing's eyes.

Rong Heqing: "...are you guys seeking revenge for personal gain?"

"Am I this kind of person in your mind?"

Rong Qiao glared at her angrily.

Rong Heqing: “Yeah.”

Rong Qiao: “…”

This time he couldn't cry at all. He wiped Rong Heqing's face angrily and sat aside holding his breath.

After holding it in for a while, he let out the air and couldn't help asking, "Does it hurt?"

"How can a knife not hurt?" Rong Heqing looked at his hand. "What did the imperial physician say?"

Rong Qiao said in a muffled voice: "You are no longer in danger of losing your life."

"That's good." Rong Heqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Qiao was furious when he saw this, "What do you want? With so many people around, you're just trying to show off your strength. Did you know that the dagger was poisonous? You almost died!"

"Ancestor, please keep your voice down. If others hear this, they will think that you are dissatisfied with His Majesty. Then, wouldn't my sword be in vain?"

Rong Heqing didn't dare to speak loudly and even breathed lightly, but he still pulled the wound and grimaced in pain.

Rong Qiao said quickly: "Don't be anxious, don't talk."

"You are not allowed to tell anyone else what you just said, remember?" Rong Heqing looked at him seriously.