Become a prince's little ancestor

Han Mingshu woke up early, looked at Yanyu on the bed who was still sleeping, and walked out lightly, just in time to meet Yanqing who had just woken up.

"Mr. Han, is fourth brother awake?" Yan Qing felt that the name was inappropriate, so he changed his name to Mr. Han.

"I woke up for a while last night, and I'm still falling asleep. I'm going to get breakfast."

"I'll go, Mr. Han, let's go back and take care of the fourth brother."

Han Mingshu was not polite either, he turned around and entered the room, Yanyu had already woken up, saw someone coming in, and looked at the door defensively.

"Wake up, you're hungry, Yanqing is going to get breakfast."

"Yeah." Yanyu is very weak now, and doesn't want to say anything more.

"We won't be there for a few more days."

"The slowest is five days." Yanyu returned with her eyes closed.

At this moment, several men in black broke in through the window. Yanyu straightened up, but found that he was weak and lay down again, and he was sweating profusely.

The eldest prince didn't know much about martial arts, and now he saw so many people barging in, but he didn't panic, he thought about it yesterday, but if he died, he just went back with them, as long as he didn't involve Yanyu.

"Prince, please come back to Beijing with us." A man in black stepped forward and grabbed Han Mingshu.

"I can go back with you, let the person on the bed go, otherwise I would rather die."

"Don't, don't go with them, Yanyu struggled to get up, bright red blood oozes from the bandaged wound on his chest."

"Yanyu, take good care of your injuries. Since I dared to do that at the beginning, I am not afraid of death now."

While talking, Yanqing secretly put the drug in, and everyone in the room fainted before they could react.

When Han Mingshu woke up, he was already in the carriage, and there was Yanyu who was unconscious on the carriage.

"Mr. Han, you're awake." Yan Qing drove the carriage and poked his head in.

"Thank you."

Yan Qing didn't speak, he was panicked when he came back with breakfast to see so many people in the room, but then he took out Jiang Wenxuan to give him incense, and lit the incense silently, thus saving them.

Seeing that the border was approaching, Yanyu's wounds deteriorated, bleeding continued, and she became unconscious.

"How long will it take?" Han Mingshu was a little anxious.

"It's only half a day." Yan Qing traveled day and night, and at this moment, he also looked tired, and he might faint at any time.

Seeing that he was about to reach the place, Yanyu spit out a mouthful of blood, Han Mingxuan was terrified, afraid that if he didn't repay his life-saving grace, he would die.

"Mr. Han, we are here." Yan Qing jumped off the carriage and ran to the courtyard.

"My lord, I brought him back."

Leng Jilin, who was in the room, walked out quickly. Their trip took longer than he expected.

"Did something happen on the way?"

While speaking, Han Mingshu ran in holding Yanyu in his arms: "Call the doctor, call the doctor."

Leng Jilin saw that the person Han Mingshu was holding was Yanyu, and he couldn't help being surprised. Yanyu has always been calm, and it is rare to see him get hurt.

"Call the military doctor over here." Leng Jilin ordered.

The military doctor rushed over to check Yanyu's wound: "This wound has deteriorated, and the rotten flesh needs to be cleaned up." He said and began to remove the rotten flesh.

After bandaging it up: "My lord, Yanyu's injury is too serious, whether he can wake up depends on whether he can survive tonight."

Han Mingshu looked at the person on the bed as if he had lost his soul. This person risked his life to save him. If the person just disappeared, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.