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When Shao Lin came over to be on duty, he happened to see the maid swallowing her last breath in front of the gate of the hall. Her whole body was beaten to a bloody mess, but her eyes were still staring unwillingly.

It is very common for the prince to execute his servants, so he didn't pay much attention to it. After bypassing the corpse and stepping up the steps, he suddenly heard weak whimpers and Murong Chengdu's cursing from the hall, and even various utensils There was a smashing sound.

Shao Lin was about to knock on the door and go in to report the secret investigation of Tai Changqing before, but was hurriedly stopped by the maid at the side, she whispered in Shao Lin's ear: "Brother Lin, you better not go in, the prince is crazy again .”

Shao Lin suddenly sensed something was wrong, his expression changed suddenly, and he raised his voice and asked, "Who is inside at this time!?"

The maid was taken aback by Shao Lin's suddenly raised voice, "Who else could it be? Of course it's Mr. Chu. The prince was angry when he drove us all out. This Mr. Chu must be like those people before. If you don’t die, you’re half-lived.”

Shao Lin cursed secretly, and then ignored the maid's advice, kicked open the door and broke in. If Shao Lin had made such a presumptuous move in the past, even ten thousand lives would not be enough, but he wanted to bet, bet Chu Lichen is a different existence in Murong Chengdu's heart, otherwise Chu Lichen would never survive.

After Shao Lin broke in, he saw Murong Chengdu's black eyes were bloodshot, and his big palms were pinching Chu Lichen's slender waist motionlessly, repeating a sentence like no one, "Why don't you just listen to this king? !"

Shao Lin took a deep breath and shouted: "My lord! Stop it! If you do this again, he will die!"

Hearing the sound, Murong Chengdu stopped his movements suddenly, and immediately backed up a few steps with his palms on his forehead as if he had a headache, and then he took a while to calm down.

Murong Chengdu looked at the mess in the room, and slowly turned Chu Lichen's body over in disbelief.

At this time, Chu Lichen's beautiful eyes were out of focus, his breathing was barely there, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the bloodshot under the skin could be seen with the naked eye, and his lower body was bloody and horrible.

Even so, Chu Lichen still firmly held the green jade hanging on his chest in his hand, and the blood from his nails was gurgling from between his fingers.

"...Well..." The sadistic movement stopped abruptly, and Chu Lichen finally got a chance to breathe. He raised his head, and his delicate Adam's apple twitched. He didn't do anything wrong, but he still struggled to pull out a flattering smile, "My lord... don't be angry, I know I was wrong..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Chengdu saw shocking blood dripping from his mouth.

Murong Chengdu's eyes were about to burst, he raised his arms to catch Chu Lichen's precarious body, and shouted, "Go and bring Hua Yi to me!"

......

In the long winter, there are still snowflakes in the foggy sky.

Hua Yi was dragged by Shao Lin's arm while carrying the medicine box on his back, and the two rushed in the corridor of the palace. The snowy ground was wet and slippery, Hua Yi had to fall down a few times, and his body was bruised.

Finally arrived in front of the hall, Hua Yi was out of breath, and sneered a few words angrily, "My lord... used to make people... half-dead... not all...wrapped Zhang straw mat was thrown out of the house?"

Shao Lin had a strange expression, hesitantly said: "This time it's different."

"Why is it different?" Hua Yi raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise, "Could it be the same one from last time?"

Shao Lin nodded, and said in a rare serious tone: "Don't talk too much when you go in."

Seeing that Shao Lin, who was usually talking and laughing, suddenly became serious, Hua Yi couldn't help but swallowed his saliva nervously, his heart sank, and he bravely pushed the door in. He couldn't help thinking, the money in this palace is really hard to earn Ah, one day I should tell my wife and return home.

The hall was extremely quiet, the veils were drooping, and the incense used to soothe the nerves slowly filled the entire inner room.

Murong Chengdu has been sitting on the side of the bed, the curve of his face is a little softer than before, his brows are furrowed, his eyes are deep, like a ghost, when he doesn't speak, he looks like a statue with fists and head bowed silently.

Hua Yi didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only hold back his silence and cast his eyes on the face of the person on the bed frequently.

After waiting for a long time, he realized that something was wrong, so he strode forward quietly, felt his pulse for a long time, frowned and murmured, suddenly he raised his hand and lifted the brocade quilt, several dark red scars appeared on his beautiful body, his eyes continued Looking down, Hua Yi couldn't bear to turn his face away.

"Oh..." He sighed softly, "My lord, haven't you been crazy in the past two years? Why did you suddenly..."

Murong Chengdu was silent for a while, then raised his head and stared ahead, his eyes were long and deep, "I don't know why, when I saw him, this king couldn't control it, I wanted to cut off his feet, lock him on the bed every day, No one is allowed to spy any more."

After all, Murong Chengdu's expression returned to his previous indifference, he turned his head to Hua Yi and asked in a cold voice, "How is he?"

"It's not very good. My mind is exhausted, I have a high fever again, and I don't have a good piece of land on my body." Hua Yi shook his head, "It's difficult..."

Murong Chengdu's sharp eyes swept over Hua Yi's face, and said in a low voice, "If you are in trouble, you have to save him, he can't die yet."

Hua Yi pondered for a while, a little confused: "Then let's try it."

Hua Yi took out a white cloth bag from the medicine box, inside were rows of silver needles shining coldly, he nimbly picked up a few of them, and skillfully pierced them on Chu Lichen's body, he dared not be careless , Beads of sweat immediately densely covered the forehead.

It took a long time to see the eyelashes trembling, Hua Yi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, he took back the needle bag, turned around and took out a bottle of ointment from the box, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, held it to Murong Chengdu, be careful Asked: "I'm going to decoct the medicine next time, why don't you come by yourself next time, my lord?"

After Hua Yi left, Chu Lichen's eyes weakly opened a crack, the moment he opened, his face showed timidity like a bunny, but surprisingly, there was no trace of crying at all.

Chu Lichen's black pupils rekindled a little light, and he pursed his lips and asked with difficulty: "My lord...are you still angry..."

Murong Chengdu's body shook suddenly, he opened his mouth and did not answer.

Chu Lichen didn't know what Murong Chengdu meant, he blinked his eyes, and seemed to ask again, but when he opened his lips, he let out a "wow", and spat out another mouthful of dark red blood.

Murong Chengdu was taken aback, looked straight at Chu Lichen, and ordered coldly: "Don't talk, just lie down."

The corners of Chu Lichen's lips curled up, and he smiled foolishly for a while, then closed his eyes with peace of mind, and when Murong Chengdu stretched out his hand to sniff, he found that Chu Lichen passed out again.

When Hua Yi came in with a medicine bowl, Chu Lichen was lying quietly on the bed, the wound was already covered with medicine, he squinted at the bedside, and was stunned on the spot, he did not expect that the wound was stained. Two pots of clear water were full of red.

Hua Yi tremblingly stepped forward and put the medicine bowl behind the bedside, then grabbed Chu Lichen's wrist to feel his pulse, nodded and said: "Although the person is awake, but the injury is too serious, if the prince really wants to keep it This person must be carefully adjusted in the future."

Murong Cheng Duhuan held his hands beside him, turned his back to Hua Yi, stared straight at Chu Lichen on the bed, and said in a deep voice: "You will live in the palace for a few days, and you are not allowed to go back until he recovers. This king will send someone to pass on the message."

Hua Yi was secretly startled, could it be that this man had to be buried with him if he couldn't be cured?What about his wife?

He immediately lost his voice: "No!"

"Huh?" Murong Cheng turned around and stared at Hua Yi.

Under Murong Cheng Du Senleng's gaze, Hua Yi stammered: "I... will definitely heal this young master!"