272. Be sure to meet Mo Lan!

"See me? His Royal Highness has forgotten that you already have a concubine. If you want to see him, you shouldn't want to see him. This is my bedroom, and..." Qi Mingluan moved out from behind the screen in a hesitant manner. The inner and outer clothes were not so obedient, which made her look despise herself. Her survival skills were all treated by Qiao Xiao and degenerated to such a level.

"Cough cough, cough cough." As if he had been restrained for a long time, Yu Yide's cough could not be stopped, and Da Qiao's face was even more worried. It seemed that the injury of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was even more serious than he thought. I don't know if it was the worsening of the injury itself or the fact that he sat on this couch all night.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is not in good health? Then you should ask the imperial doctor to take a closer look." Qi Mingluan naturally noticed that Yu Yide's appearance was unknown and his injuries were unknown. What happened.

"Qiqi, have you forgotten? Cough cough..." Yu Yide felt very uncomfortable, and his entire internal organs were rubbed and flattened.

"Forgot what?" Qi Mingluan didn't expect Da Qiao to help her comb her hair. She ran to the mirror to sort out her clothes first.

"Prince, most of the imperial doctors in the palace have been questioned by the emperor. The head of the courtyard Lord Zhen was the first to be imprisoned and was directly imprisoned in prison. I heard that Lord Zhen had hysteria last night, and he was crazy and could not keep talking like a madman." Da Qiao did not let Yu Yide continue, and talking more would only make him cough even more uncomfortable.

"Yes..." Qi Mingluan almost forgot about this. Isn't it just me and Mo Lan who pushed the imperial doctor in the palace to such a situation? Oh, Lord Zhen doesn't care about it for now. Even if he is there, he can't cure Yu Yide's injuries.

After thinking about it carefully, Yu Yide never had to pretend to be nothing in front of Empress Sun and Yu Yujue. If it weren't for the reason, why should I come to Qi's house to find her quietly? Yu Yujue sent a secret edict to summon her into the palace.

Then the source of this injury is something that even Yu Yujue and Empress Sun cannot say for the time being. Qi Mingluan looked at Yu Yide's eyes like looking at a huge hot potato, and she always felt that she was pulled into something amazing by him.

"Where is Senior Brother Mo? Da Qiao, go to Feng's house and find Senior Brother Mo. Even if I can cure the Prince's illness, it is inappropriate to have different genders." Qi Mingluan said this, and his little hand had already tapped Yu Yide's pulse. The conclusion she got was the same as she expected, which hurt the internal organs, and there was no normal pulse.

Either the fight was extremely intense or Yu Yide was injured by a person with extremely high martial arts skills.

In modern society, after various examinations, you can at least know whether there is internal bleeding or organ damage. However, here, the only tool for practicing medicine is the golden needle, and the medical skills she can use are too limited.

So, Yu Yide has not reached that level, otherwise he would not have been waiting for a few hours and still had the strength to say these words.

"Huh? Cough cough, you don't know yet, don't you? Mr. Mo..." Yu Yide was very confused when he heard Qi Mingluan's words, and turned to Da Qiao beside him.

"I haven't told the princess about what happened last night, so the princess doesn't know." Da Qiao told the truth. The little master fell asleep in the carriage last night and said that, and even if he said anything, he couldn't listen to much.

"I don't know what? At most, you and Senior Brother Mo fought for some reason, and then Senior Brother won and you were injured." Qi Mingluan disagreed. Yu Yide was seriously injured and was not as serious as dying. If you want to use a golden needle, you have to take off Yu Yide's clothes first. How can a girl's family do this?

"Young Master Mo is hurt more than the prince, so now he should be too busy to take care of himself." Da Qiao hesitated for a while, and still told Mo Lan's situation the most directly.

"Ah?" Qi Mingluan was frightened, and the force under her hands was not stopped, causing Yu Yide to hurt. "Why are you still seriously injured when he beats him?"

"Qiqi, why can't Mo Lan win me?" Yu Yide held back and didn't scream out the pain, but his tone felt a sense of sorrow. He didn't ask why Qiqi thought he had started fighting with Mo Lan, but why did Qiqi decide that if they fought, Mo Lan would win?

"That's it that you won, you beat him up so hard that you can't get up?" Qi Mingluan's mind was in a mess. Mo Lan's bad temper would definitely wander in front of her if something happened. She didn't show up now. Could it be that she was so serious that she was bedridden?

Hei and Bai Wuqing went out for a trip and had not returned. The only one who could cure Mo Lan's injuries was Chu Wan. But if Chu Wan used the unique method of healing his injuries, Mo Lan would suffer a lot.

"Prince, the prince was attacked last night. Mr. Mo stepped forward to rescue him and blocked his palm. When I arrived, he knocked the assassin back." Da Qiao was amused and crying. If he didn't tell the truth, the little master would have any strange thoughts in his mind.

"Slow down." Qi Mingluan's neck tightened, why was it attacked again? First, an assassin assassin caused Yu Yujue to hurt his grandmother, and then attacked Yu Yide. Mo Lan saved Yu Yide?

"Are the guards in your palace all decorations? Assassins appear at any time!" This information is a bit large, and the most incredible thing is that Mo Lan actually tried her best to save Yu Yide? It's fake.

"What does Qiqi mean?" Yu Yide asked as he heard something was wrong.

"Nothing interesting." Qi Mingluan quickly came to her senses. The palace knew that there were very few people assassinated by Yu Yide, and Yu Yide didn't know either. He almost missed his mouth. He was afraid that he could not explain much saliva. "Just what he meant, it was not that Da Qiao appeared and could not beat the assassin. The guards in your palace could not even deal with a few little thieves. The kung fu was not as good as my Da Qiao. It seemed that except for a group of imperial physicians who were about to withdraw, the guards would also be sent back to the countryside to farm."

It was a pity that the father and son both had the same virtue. They were obviously attacked and probably lost their lives. They still had to hide and not tell others what they wanted. They secretly investigated the commander behind them, and then what?

"After sending out all the guards, cough, can you let your Da Qiao be your guard by my side?" Yu Yide emphasized the words "Da Qiao". When Qiqi heard these words so smoothly, Yu Yide felt a few jealousy in his heart.

Your mine, the most direct expression of ownership, makes people feel jealous.

"Your Highness, let the princess have a good look at your injuries." Da Qiao smiled and wandered between the master and the prince. God knew how helpless and speechless he was.

The so-called saving your life can lead to a chance and future. How could the Prince of Prince not know about this? However, this short night allowed Da Qiao to see the prince's stubbornness and persistence.

Raising over the wall and being admitted to the hospital was better than just to see the master. Perhaps when His Highness was most uncomfortable in his injury, he thought that the last person he would meet was the master, so he came.

When the hard time passed, His Highness quietly looked at the master who was asleep peacefully, as if there was not much of him in the bedroom.

"Qiqi, how is my injury? How long can I live?" Yu Yide smiled slightly, looking at the little head with a serious expression. While speaking, Qiqi had already touched his chest. The force of the touch was nothing, but the long black hair that was loose slid down strands by his nose, as if smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, it seemed to have touched smoothly.

Qiqi, how can I wait for these years? Every moment you are growing into a better woman. Do you know how tormented my heart is because of the inexorable endurance day after day.

"The bones are not injured. If there has been any fight, at least some resistance is left on the surface, and there is no big problem. The pulse shows that the five internal organs are damaged a little, and the person who injured you..." Qi Mingluan was looking for what to say. She could understand martial arts moves, but it was nothing more than whether a person's reaction and coordination ability was excellent. But when it comes to internal skills, it was really difficult for her to think about the scientific reasons.

"If Mr. Mo hadn't blocked his first palm, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the ability to come to find Qiqi. Cough cough, cough cough cough..." Yu Yide raised his right hand and gestured in the middle of his chest, meaning that the place where the assassin was injured was here.

"Can you still have such injuries after being blocked?" What will happen to Mo Lan's injury?

"Prince, those assassins' martial arts moves are not very strong, but they will suddenly use their skills and palms, and I am not sure that they can withstand it. The strength is very unusual." Da Qiao continued to explain the scene at that time. If he carefully recalled the fight process at that time, the more unusual he felt, not only the assassin's skill, but rather than saying that the assassin was beaten away by him, it would be better to say that after he appeared, the assassin chose to retreat.

"What will happen if you are hit? Hit here? Heart mouth? Kill it directly on the spot?" Qi Mingluan suddenly looked up at Da Qiao and asked. If Mo Lan hadn't blocked, the so-called strong palm power would have hit Yu Yide's heart without bias. The result was undoubtedly that the heart stopped beating after being impacted.

If a boxer punches another ordinary person with all his strength, the result will be obvious. The reason why Yu Yide can still survive now is because Mo Lan blocks most of the initial force.

"Da Qiao, when you go to Feng's house, you must see Mo Lan! No matter who stops you, you will see it!" So now, Mo Lan's body is like a willow leaf. Besides the light skills that can be used to escape, what else can withstand a fatal blow?

"Princess, then here?" Facing the sudden rise of the master, Da Qiao was not fully prepared. He wanted to say anything about Mr. Mo, but the master's eyes told him that nothing was useful.
Chapter completed!