PNB Chapter 143 It’s all his fault
Chapter 143 It’s all his fault
Dr. Gu came over after hearing the news. His hair was disheveled. He entered the hall without saying hello to anyone and went straight to the point. "The quantity of Snow Ganoderma is not large. It can be spread out evenly, but even a small amount can save people's lives. But its medicinal properties are very poisonous, and it is not as good as mine." , you will eat dead people if you take it."
Yu Jing leaned over and bowed, "Then Dr. Lao Gu will accompany Miss Zhuo to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion."
Gu Mobai looked at Meng Ying asking for instructions.
Meng Ying's face looked very ugly. He nodded and then said, "I will go with you."
Bai Zhi also cast a worried look. She was asking for instructions with her eyes. She also wanted to take a look.
Meng Ying raised her hand and stroked her cheek, forcing a smile, "Just stay in the palace and don't go anywhere. It's cold tonight. If it's cold, let Lihua add an extra quilt. Don't wait for me tonight and go to bed early."
Bai Zhi also understood that they were in a hurry and must have come on horseback. They should be rushing back now. If she couldn't catch up, it would only delay their time.
Furthermore, she and Zhuo Yao had made their position clear last time, so they could no longer add to each other's worries.
She nodded obediently, tied a bamboo hat on Meng Ying, and put on a raincoat.
"Go back early and don't catch a cold. My father will summon you to the palace tomorrow, so don't forget it." She instructed carefully with a slight smile.
Meng Ying's uncontrollable restlessness and panic were somewhat comforted by her thoughtfulness.
He lowered his head, pecked Bai Zhi's lips gently, separated quickly, and smiled faintly, "Okay."
For some reason, Meng Ying's smile gave Bai Zhi a bad premonition.
After a few people left, Bai Zhi's smile condensed on her face, and was gradually replaced by heavy emotions.
When Meng Ying went out, she summoned the secret guards. She looked serious and said in a cold voice: "Add double the manpower to set up defenses around the palace. All the food and water given to the princess must be tested for poison! If the princess wants to travel, add another one. Twice as many people! If there is anything wrong with the princess, I will ask you for it!"
After that, leave quickly.
The secret guard was so frightened by this rare and harsh aura that he hurriedly set up his defenses.
Several people hurriedly came to Zhennan Prince's Mansion.
Although it was late at night, the Zhennan Palace was brightly lit at this time, and the servants were neatly guarding it. No one dared to rest.
As soon as they stepped into Zhuo Hong's courtyard, a cold light went straight to Meng Ying.
Meng Ying was alert, dodged sideways, and turned around to hold the weapon that was stabbing him. He said in a deep voice: "Zhuo Yao, don't go crazy."
Zhuo Yao exuded a terrifying aura, his face was terrifyingly angry, and his eyes were filled with a piercing cold light, full of killing intent.
He was wearing armor that had not yet been replaced, without a helmet. His ponytail was tied up high and was wet by the drizzle, dripping with water. A few strands of wet hair were stuck to his face, and his hair was messy, enough to See his panic.
Zhuo Yao said, "Did you do it?"
Meng Ying was speechless and waved to Dr. Gu to go in for treatment. He glanced at Zhuo Yao coldly, lifted his lips lightly, and uttered one word, "Stupid!"
Zhuo Yao frowned, his aura weakened a bit.
"Put the gun down."
Zhuo Yao obediently put away his gun.
"If I did it, what would I do?" Meng Ying looked at Zhuo Yao with disgust.
Zhuo Yao lowered his eyes. What he said made sense, but he was used to deceiving people. He didn't want to believe every word he said.
But at the same time, deep down in his heart, he wanted to believe that his brother Salan was a gentleman and an upright person, and would not do such a thing, let alone harm his younger brother.
For years, these two emotions had been tugging at him, driving him a little crazy.
"What are you doing here?" Zhuo Yao restrained his momentum, but his words were cold.
"Let me verify an answer." Meng Ying took off her bamboo hat without any haste.
Zhuo Yao frowned, took a step forward, and approached Meng Ying, "Do you know who it is?"
"Don't you have your own guesses? Why wait for the answer from me!"
Meng Ying stared at Zhuo Yao calmly, this look made Zhuo Yao feel guilty.
Yes, he had a guess, but he couldn't believe it.
Meng Ying ignored Zhuo Yao, who was stunned, and turned around and entered Zhuo Hong's room.
Gu Mobai was diagnosing and treating. In addition to the sword wounds, there were also arrow clusters inserted inside.
The imperial doctors did not dare to take it, but Gu Mobai had been in the army and had extensive experience in dealing with such arrow wounds. He quickly removed the arrow cluster without straining the wound.
"How?" Meng Ying asked.
"He lost too much blood. He will take medicine to hang his life first. Whether he can survive depends on himself." Gu Mobai's tone did not have much ups and downs. After all, he was used to life and death.
After that, before Zhuo Ling and Zhuo Yao came around, Gu Mobai went to write the prescription.
Meng Ying turned to look at Zhuo Hong, who was lying on the bed. There was no trace of blood on his originally clear and tender face, and his eloquent lips turned white and black, and gradually lost the freshness of life.
Meng Ying looked at him, and for a moment, she seemed to see Bai Zhi, a princess lying on the hospital bed.
In an instant, I even forgot to breathe. A chill rose up in the soles of my feet and spread all over my body, making my whole body numb.
Forced to concentrate, he pulled his clothes tighter.
Meng Ying wrapped it in a handkerchief, picked up the bloody arrow cluster on the side, wiped it clean, and looked at it carefully.
When Zhuo Yao entered the room and saw this scene, he rushed up to grab the arrow cluster.
Meng Ying held the arrow cluster in her hand and ducked away. Seeing Zhuo Yao's angry expression, she shook her head and sighed.
"Meng Ying, return the things to me! This is my brother's assassination, and I have to find the murderer!" Zhuo Yao said angrily, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"I'm afraid that even if you know the murderer, you won't be able to do it! Why don't you send me away and I'll do it for you!" Meng Ying straightened her posture, with an indifferent expression on her face, but a fierce light in her eyes.
"What do you mean by that?" Zhuo Yao looked at Meng Ying with hatred.
"Think carefully about who you have offended recently." Meng Ying reminded kindly.
Zhuo Yao thought it was ridiculous. He knew who Meng Ying was referring to. He sneered, "How is that possible? He has watched A Hong since he was a child!"
Meng Ying also found it ridiculous, "Aren't I and him also biological brothers?"
Zhuo Yao was speechless for a moment. He thought that this was the prince's intimidation and threat.
He was warning himself that if he was disloyal, no one in the entire Zhennan Palace would be spared.
Meng Ying wrapped up her arrow clusters and prepared to leave. When he passed by Zhuo Yao, he stopped.
"Zhuo Yao, Zhuo Hong is just an outsider, and this is his fate. Stay away from her. This is Sa Lan's merciless invitation to you!"
Meng Ying patted Zhuo Yao's shoulder twice, and Zhuo Yao glanced sideways at the hand that fell on his shoulder.
When I was a child, I only thought that this hand could do anything, it could write good calligraphy with iron paintings and silver hooks, it could carve lifelike dolls, it could draw a bow, it could swing a sword.
Little did he know that these two gentle strokes could weigh a thousand kilograms.
Stay away from her?
Zhuo Yao looked at Zhuo Hong, who was lying on the bed, motionless and completely silent.
Zhuo Ling's red eyes had no luster at all.
My heart suddenly throbbed, and it was all his fault! It was all his fault!
If he hadn't told the prince about Meng Ying, she wouldn't have been punished, and Zhuo Hong wouldn't have been in danger now!
He is not a good younger brother, not a good elder brother, and he is not the kind man that White Lotus can trust for the rest of his life.
"I promise you." Zhuo Yao choked, and the spear in his hand gradually slipped away, and finally made a clang sound.
Meng Ying sighed and left the room.
Yu Jing glanced at Zhuo Hong on the bed for the last time, and bowed deeply in Zhuo Ling's direction, "If there is any news, please Miss Zhuo, Second Young Master Zhuo, please send someone to notify me. Yu will be waiting at Zhaixing Tower!"
After taking one last heavy look, Yu Jing gritted his teeth and left decisively.
Yu Jing caught up with Meng Ying, "His Royal Highness Prince Ning, are you ready to return home?"
"No, go to the Star Reaching Tower."