Yu Wenhao was half kneeling in front of the bed, reaching out to cradle her head and caress her face, unable to utter a single word of comfort, only occasionally kissing her face with his burning lips, with forehead against each other.
Yuan Qingling felt his anxiety and heartache. She tried to hold it back without grunting lightly but the pain was too much to bear that she opened her mouth to breathe deeply.
In this way, after holding out for a full hour, Yuan Qingling finally couldn’t hold back the pain and her body jerked up, her whole body was covered in a cold sweat due to the pain, and bean-sized sweat ran down her forehead, mixing with the tears that couldn’t be held back from overflowing.
“It hurts!” her teeth chattered, her shoulder was the most painful, the tip of the arrow had pierced the bone and presumably the bone had burst, the pain was sweeping up in bursts.
Yu Wenhao wiped her tears, hearing her words that it hurt so much, his heart was aching, turning back and rushing at the royal doctor, “You have to do something about it!”
“Violet God Pill” the doctor ran out of ideas and knelt, “Does Your Majesty still have Violet God Pill? It can stop it for a bit.”
“Why do I have the Violet God Pill?” Yu Wenhao roared out furiously, like an angry lion, the Violet God Pill of Prince Qi and Prince Rui’s, all of which he had eaten.
Then, other brothers, he didn’t think they would give up.
“I will ask for it from Yu Wenhuai.” Yu Wenhao suddenly remembered him. He tried to stand up, but Yuan Qingling used all her strength and grabbed one of his fingers, looking at him in desperation and fear, “Don’t...go, don’t leave me behind!”
Tang Yang hurriedly said, “Let me go and beg.”
Tang Yang ran out quickly, this Violet God Pill was a life-saving elixir, Yu Wenhuai should give it, but Ms. Lu was in the residence, would she be willing?
He wanted to go and beg for a decree from Emperor Ming Yuan first, but, as Emperor Ming Yuan had already returned to the palace by now, he had just stayed at Prince Wendu’s side for a while.
If he went to the palace and begged again, he would have wasted a lot of time, and the princess Chu was in pain and could not delay any longer.
So, Tang Yang spurred his horse directly to the Prince Huai’s Residence.
Yuan Qingling should had already arrived at Prince Huai’s Residence.
But Ms. Lu had waited a long time for her to arrive, and Yu Wenhuai was ready to take his first medicine today. Although there was still medicine here, didn’t he have to take that injection every day?
“I don’t know what happened to her today. Why she hasn’t arrived yet?” Ms. Lu could not suppress her anxious temper even in front of Yu Wenhuai.
Yu Wenhuai was calm and said, “Perhaps something important has delayed her.”
“Yes, perhaps there was a delay.” Ms. Lu remembered that he had been poisoned yesterday and inexplicably felt uneasy in his heart.
She was in a state of anxiety when she heard a servant report that there was an urgent matter for the courtier of the footman.
Ms. Lu was stunned, “The footman? Wasn’t it the Princess Chu who was here? Could it be that he has come to deliver medicine? Come in.”
Ms. Lu thought that since Yuan Qingling knew how to give that injection, she could also teach others to do so and that perhaps she had something important to do today, so she had called the footman to give him an injection.
Tang Yang came in and knelt, his voice full of anxiety, “ Your Highness”
Ms. Lu said, “Get up, did she send you here to give the injection?”
Tang Yang did not stand up, still kneeling on the ground, he rushed in, his breath had not even rested yet, “No, no, Your Highness, I’m here by order of Prince Wenhao for begging for Your Violet God Pill.”
When Ms. Lu heard it, she refused, “Violet God Pill? No, this is a life-preserving elixir for serious injuries. I can’t give it to you.”
The Violet God Pill was no longer available in the palace, and each prince only had one, which could save a life in times of crisis.
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