Become a prince's little ancestor

After dancing for a while, Hua Yiyou couldn't take it anymore. He was already weak, but with the double damage of his mind and body, he couldn't bear it anymore, and tears kept streaming down.

"Why is Princess Ye crying?" After the queen found out, she was the first to attack.

Hua Yiyou stopped her movements and knelt down: "Even if King Ye is not here, I am still Princess Ye. Today's humiliation, does the emperor think it is appropriate?"

The emperor frowned in dissatisfaction: "The purpose of letting you learn to dance is to make you more pleasing to the Night King. How come I have humiliated you."

Hua Yiyou didn't say a word, it's better to die than to be humiliated, but it's a pity that he can't wait for Leng Jilin, his embrace, everything about him, he can't wait anymore.

Hua Yiyou stood up and rushed to the pillars in the hall. For a moment, no one could react, Hua Yiyou was hit with a bloody head and fell to the ground.

"Yiyou." Hua Shangshu rushed over and hugged Hua Yiyou, why are you so stupid.

"Hurry up, pass on to the imperial doctor!" The emperor was in a hurry, if Hua Yiyou died, he would have no bargaining chips with the Ye Wang, and without restraint, it would be a matter of time before the Ye Wang rebelled.

Hua Shangshu was in tears all the time, how much suffering this son had suffered, as a father, he couldn't do anything, just watched his son humiliated and committed suicide.

After the imperial doctor arrived, he took his pulse and looked at the wound: "Report to the emperor, Princess Ye just fainted."

"Hurry up and bring Princess Ye to the palace for treatment."

"Yes."

The eunuch carried Hua Yiyou away from Hua Shangshu's arms, Hua Shangshu wiped away his tears, he had to find a way to save his son.

After Hua Yiyou was carried away, the palace returned to normal, singing and dancing, as if what happened just now hadn't happened, but the officials had their own calculations, the Night King was born and died for the country, but the current emperor almost killed his princess here.

Hua Shangshu seemed to have lost his soul, worried about his son, he would not listen to what others said.

Hua Yiyou was carried back to the palace, the imperial doctor bandaged the wound, and then went back to the imperial hospital to decoct medicine.

Zhao Peng didn't know what happened, but he could see clearly that Hua Yiyou was carried back with blood all over his face.

After inquiring about the news, I found out that Hua Yiyou was humiliated and committed suicide in the hall today, but luckily she was rescued.

Yan Ning also heard the news, and ran over without hesitation. Yan Ning saw blood oozing from Hua Yiyou's bandaged wound, and his face became even more frighteningly white.

"Zhao Peng, let's take the princess away. If this continues, the princess will die sooner or later."

"No, if we take him away now, we will definitely implicate the Shangshu Mansion. When he wakes up, we can't explain it."

"The concubine is almost dead, what are you going to say!" Yan Ning roared loudly, she was angry that she couldn't do anything at this time, and could only watch the concubine suffer.

"We can only wait."

"I'm waiting. I don't know what will happen. Why doesn't the prince think of a way to save the concubine?"

Zhao Peng sighed, how to save, how to save, I am afraid that he still does not know that his princess is suffering like this.

"You go to write a letter and tell Jilin about the situation here." There is no other way now.

"I'm going to write a letter right now." Yan Ning walked out quickly, she just wanted the prince to come quickly and save the princess.

Zhao Peng backed out, closed the door, and when the imperial physician came to deliver the medicine, Hua Yiyou still didn't wake up, so he could only pour the medicine into his mouth bit by bit.