Charm of a Thousand Moons

The commotion here caught the attention of the patrolling guards.

"Who's there?" The guards drew their swords and surrounded them.

However, many people are unfamiliar with Qian Yueche.

With cold eyes, he glanced at the direction where the shadow guard disappeared, and turned to the guard in front: "Get out of the way." The voice was very soft, but it had enough weight, and the guards did not expect such a child to have such majesty.

There was a moment of silence.

"Blind your dog eyes, your little Highness won't let you out of here." Tan hurriedly stepped forward to catch Qian Yueche's fallen body, and touched Qian Yueche's back with his hands, a little sticky.

My heart tightened and my goal was bright red bodily fluid.

"Chuan Physician... Quickly Chuan Physician..." One of the guards picked up Qian Yueche and rushed towards the Golden Dragon Hall.

Banquet

Under the colorful fireworks, there are graceful dancing girls, each with a light figure, which fascinates the viewers.

However, Qianyue God, who was sitting high on the throne, always maintained the same expression, leaning his lazy body on the back of the chair, and the beige lamb wool cushion radiated bursts of warmth.

If you don't look carefully, no one will be able to find the ice blue light under the black eyeballs, the sexy lips are always smiling, and Danfeng's eyes are narrowed, which is very charming.

It's just that no one understands the emperor's heart: why hasn't Che'er come yet?

Of course Qian Yueshen is not the only one who is worried about Qian Yue Che, at least some people who have ghosts in their hearts still have the mood of watching a show.

Because the banquet is in the open air, no one will intercept anyone who breaks in at this time.

One of the guards who were patrolling just now hurried over: "Your Majesty, something happened."

Something happened?

"What's the matter? Shouting." The lazy tone didn't show much concern, just looking at the noisy people underground like watching a play.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, something happened to Your Highness, it's not good." The guard was a little slurred because of nervousness.

what?

The figure in the bright yellow dragon robe flashed, and when the breeze was blowing, the person on the throne had already arrived in front of the guard, and Xiu's legs stepped on the guard's abdomen mercilessly: "What did you just say?"

The cold voice was unheard of by everyone, and the always lazy and casual emperor would have such a harsh voice.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please calm down." The guard's breathing was a little rapid: "Your Highness was attacked and injured, and now he is in Jinlong..." The guard's next words did not explain, and the figure of Emperor Wei'an had disappeared without a trace.

The little guy is hurt?

No way?

Didn't someone ask the shadow guard to protect him?

Damn it, why is my heart so nervous?

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live..."

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live..."

Although everyone in the Golden Dragon Hall expected that His Majesty would come back immediately upon hearing the news that His Highness was injured, they never expected His Majesty to arrive so early.

"Go away." Kicking away some obtrusive people kneeling on the ground, Qian Yueshen walked into the room in three steps instead of two.

In the bedroom, Tan knelt beside the bed and wept non-stop, while some court ladies stood by and were at a loss.

"Che'er." Came to the bedside and gently called the pale little guy. Seeing that Qian Yue Che was still quietly closing his eyes, Qian Yue Che tried his best to suppress the anger that had just risen: "Doctor Have you passed it on?"

"Come, come..." Nuojie's high-pitched voice sounded from the door, and there was no other reason. Seeing that his master heard that His Highness was wounded and left in a murderous manner, the first thing the conscientious Nuojie did Naturally, call a doctor.

And it can't be called an ordinary doctor, so Nuo Jie, who has always said that he is extremely smart, naturally went to call the healer Reya Shute.

Reya Shute was panting, and was basically dragged by Nuo Jie. You must know that at this moment, he was already singing a lullaby while hugging his cute little grandson under the warm quilt.

Because his unfilial son traveled all over the world with his wife.

While sweating profusely, Reya Shute was worried that his little grandson would cry if he woke up in the middle of the night and didn't see him. Thinking of this, he felt that life was extremely gloomy.

When he came to the window and looked at the little man lying on the hospital bed, he knew without thinking that this little child was the sixth prince whom he had saved five years ago——Qian Yueche.

"Your Highness...Your Highness's back is full of blood." Seeing Leiya Shute coming, Tan quickly reminded.

And here Qian Yueche was still wearing his previous clothes, basically when the guards carried him in, no one dared to touch him.

"Take off your little highness's clothes first." Reya Shute ordered immediately.

Several doctors who came one after another rushed forward, but Qian Yueshen stopped him with a wave.

When the doctor was puzzled, Qian Yueshen rolled up his sleeves and did it himself.