Glory to the ancestors

"What are you doing in a daze?" Rong Zhen waved his hand and shouted.

Yang Jin turned her head to look at Rong Zhen, and then looked at Li Xiao through Rong Zhen's eyes.

The crowd slowly surged up, and the imperial doctor who brought them shouted, "Take the emperor to the big tent quickly."

Osmanthus osmanthus raised her head, worried, and grabbed the corner of Rong Zhen's clothes.

Only then did Rong Zhen lower his head, "Go and have a look, come back and tell me if it's serious or not."

Osmanthus osmanthus nodded, and ran away towards the crowd.

Yang Jin licked her lower lip, just a little bit, just a little bit away, Li Xiao would get on that imperial horse and bring them back to Beijing together.

Li Xiao is such a cruel and merciless person, does he still have any compassion to save the life of the little emperor?

Li Xiao came towards Rongzhen and Yang Jin, his clothes were also very heavy, every step he took brought dust to the dry ground.

"My lord," Rong Zhen looked at Li Xiao, lowered his head and bowed, his eyes turned to the bloodstain on Li Xiao's wrist, "Can I help you pass on the imperial physician?"

Li Xiao took off the gloves and threw them into Yang Jin's hands. He raised his hand, stared at the bright red streak, and said, "This is not an injury."

"Such a seal." Yang Jin grinned, "Let's go back to the tent and apply some medicine."

"En." After Li Xiao said this, he grabbed Yang Jin's collar and walked into his tent without even looking at Rong Zhen.

Rong Zhen sighed, and walked into the emperor's big tent by himself. If something happened to the little emperor, he didn't know how to react. If Li Xiao came to power, it would be difficult for Li Huan to come back. The only prayer is that everything stays the same.

Yang Jin tugged at his clothes, "You are enough," he managed to straighten the messed up collar, "Am I a puppy, dragged every day."

"I think you are a puppy." Li Xiao pushed Yang Jin forward, "The ointment is in the box, take it out for me."

Reluctantly, Yang Jin rummaged through Li Xiao's luggage for a long time, and finally saw the medicine bottle Li Xiao mentioned. He turned around and shook the medicine bottle, "This?"

Seeing Li Xiao nodding, Yang Jin stood up and sat down beside Li Xiao's bed as soon as the box was closed without picking up the place she had messed up.

Li Xiao stretched out his hand, revealing the wound, which he couldn't see just now, but now that he took a closer look, the scar was terrifying.

"The one who fell off the horse was the emperor, how did you make it like this?"

"I saw that he was going to fall, so I rolled my whip to catch him," Li Xiao sighed, "Give me some buffer, otherwise he would have been bleeding from the head by now."

Yang Jin picked out a large lump of ointment with her fingers and applied it to Li Xiao's wound, "Why did you save him?"

Li Xiao didn't know how to answer.

He prided himself on not missing any chance, but what he just gave up was the best one.

"Sure enough, it's my nephew, so don't let it go." Yang Jin was very meticulous when applying the medicine, "It's not shameful, you are not a villain, even if you want the country, it must be an open and honest grab, this kind of thing can't be done. from."

"How do you know I'm not a villain?" Li Xiao asked suddenly.

"Based on feeling," Yang Jin found another cotton cloth and wrapped it around Li Xiao's wrist, "Although my feeling is often inaccurate."

Li Xiao lowered his eyes, looked at Yang Jin, and felt more at ease for some reason.

There were many people kneeling in Li Yun's tent, bloody water was brought out one after another, and fresh water was brought in one after another, but the blood on his head still couldn't stop.

Because there was no female family member on the hunt this time, there was no caring girl to serve her, so the imperial physician arrested Osmanthus osmanthus and knelt in front of Li Yun to help clean his wound.

Rong Zhen knelt in front of the bed, looking at Li Yun with his eyes closed tightly, all kinds of thoughts were tangled in his mind.

But he didn't want the little emperor to die anyway.

The guards who sent the letter to the capital have already been dispatched, and they should receive a reply from the queen mother in two days. I don't know what decision that absurd mother will make.

Li Xiao must avoid suspicion at this time, and all affairs will be placed on Rong Zhen.

He looked at the children of the aristocratic family who were kneeling behind him, who were at a loss. They were all raised with golden spoons, and they panicked when they thought that they would encounter such a thing when they first went out. Well, a group of five people will come to the emperor's side every two hours to wait."

"Yes, my lord."

The big tent was finally a little cleaner, and Rong Zhen felt that he could finally catch his breath.

"Osmanthus fragrans, come," Rong Zhen beckoned to osmanthus osmanthus again, and he gestured twice, "How is your majesty's injury?"

Osmanthus osmanthus knew that Rong Zhen didn't want others to know what they were talking about, so she also gestured, "The blood will stop soon, it should be just a trauma."

"When will you wake up?"

"I don't know." Osmanthus osmanthus shook her head.

In this way, I don't know if I should leave the camp and return to the capital.

Rong Zhen still knelt on the spot, Yang Jin lifted the curtain and walked in, the guards in front of the big tent were all explained by Rong Zhen, Yang Jin and Li Xiao could come in and out at will.

"How is it?" Yang Jin knelt beside Rong Zhen and asked softly.

"The bleeding has stopped, but I don't know when I will wake up," Rong Zhen replied in a low voice, "Where is the prince?"

"He's fine, he can eat and drink." Yang Jin said, "Let me kneel here for you for a while, how long have you been resting?"

"I don't remember," Rong Zhen shook his head, "If he doesn't wake up, I won't be able to sleep well."

"Then I'll stay with you." Yang Jin looked around and asked again, "Where's the sweet-scented osmanthus?"

"He was called away by the imperial doctor, so he shouldn't have been allowed to follow and be tossed together."

"Osmanthus osmanthus knows some medical principles, but now the imperial physicians are grabbing one by one, and the one who waits on Li Xiao has also been called away." Yang Jin tried her best to say something to reassure Rong Zhen, "Hasn't the queen mother sent a letter yet?"

"No," Rong Zhen sighed, "I'm afraid she wants this little emperor to die faster than anyone else."

"Tsk," Yang Jin shook his head, "I'm sorry for these aristocratic sons who were brought by the emperor to hunt for the first time." He glanced at the nobles who were showing off their might in the capital, but now they could only tremble, "I'm afraid There must be shadows."

"I didn't ask them to do anything, just stay here and watch." Rong Zhen sighed, it was their rule that when the emperor died, the nobles would always stay by his side to watch over him, for fear that ghosts would take his soul away.

But such a bunch of trash, it would be nice not to be recruited by ghosts.

As the sky gradually darkened, Rong Zhen rubbed the center of his brows with his fingers. His whole body was sore and swollen, and he didn't dare to move his hands and feet. He squinted at Yang Jin who was leaning on his arrow and breathing evenly. Come to accompany me or add to the chaos?