My Empress is My Bad Girl

Xu Hu came out after paying the money and saw this scene, his eyes split.

He roared, drew out the Xiuchun knife, leaped forward like a tiger, and pierced the robber who had injured Zhao Yuanjing with a single knife.

This is the most prosperous and lively place in Kyoto. When this happened, the surroundings suddenly became chaotic.

The screams, the crying, rang into one.

Everyone was pushing, squeezing, and running out desperately.

Yun Dai was held tightly in her arms by Zhao Yuanjing, and she heard all kinds of calls in her ears, but she couldn't see anything.

She buried her head in his arms, her breath was full of his breath, and there was also a smell of blood.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

She cried worriedly.

Zhao Yuanjing put his left arm around her waist, strenuously raised the injured right hand, held the top of her head, and whispered, "Don't be afraid."

He thought she was scared.

They were carried by the chaotic crowd and separated from Xu Hu.

The sky is completely dark. When he arrived in a secluded place and confirmed that there was no danger, Zhao Yuanjing let go of Yun Dai.

Yun Dai hurriedly raised her head to look at him: "His Royal Highness, how are you?"

"I'm nothing. Don't worry." Zhao Yuanjing slowly lowered his right arm.

In the night, his arms tickled and dripped blood.

Yun Dai looked around and said, "Why did a gang of robbers suddenly appear? This is at the feet of the emperor... I don't know what happened to General Xu."

"Xu Hu will be fine," Zhao Yuanjing said in a low voice, "Let's find a carriage and return to the palace."

"Also, let's walk forward, there are stores there." Yun Dai walked forward.

After two steps, a muffled sound came from behind.

Yun Dai turned her head and was surprised to see Zhao Yuanjing lying on the ground.

With a buzz in her heart, she hurriedly ran back, squatting beside him, but did not dare to move him rashly, "Zhao Yuanjing, what's the matter with you? Wake up and talk to me!"

She patted Zhao Yuanjing on the shoulder.

Zhao Yuanjing reluctantly opened his eyes, his voice low: "I'm a little sleepy..."

Seeing that he could still speak, Yundai felt a little peaceful, stretched out her hand to help him, but felt a slippery hand.

Her hand trembled, and she stretched it out in front of her, and it turned out to be blood.

He shed a lot of blood.

Her tears flowed out uncontrollably, and her eyes were blurred.

"You'll be fine, I'll take you to the doctor, go now..." Yun Dai took out the veil and tied his bleeding arm vigorously, "Zhao Yuanjing, stand up, okay? Don't be scared. I……"

She also cried in her voice.

Zhao Yuanjing said in a low voice, "What are you crying, Lord can't die."

He slowed down and helped her stand up.

"You lean on me." Yun Dai hugged him.

"Just your small body...you don't want to crush you?" Zhao Yuanjing smiled, but his eyes turned dark, and he couldn't help leaning against her, "Why do I feel so cold."

Yun Dai gritted her teeth without speaking, helped him through the dark alley and found a medical clinic that was about to close.

It was an old doctor who was sitting for the consultation, and seeing Zhao Yuanjing covered in blood, he hurriedly greeted the little apprentice to come and help him to lie down.

Yun Dai pierced his arm, and the blood stopped flowing.

But the wound was large and deep, and he had lost too much blood. Zhao Yuanjing fell into a coma for a while.

The doctor helped him treat the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it. Then let the little apprentice go to boil medicine, saying that it is to nourish blood and nourish qi.

"But he has fainted now, how can he drink the medicine?" Yun Dai asked.

"Wake him up and drink it," said the doctor. "The medicine must be drunk if you don't want him to die."

The word death made Yun Dai tremble.