Princess Xiangsi - Chapter 118
Wuhen, whose heart was entirely focused on Qingyun, was completely unaware of the longsword flying towards him.
One strike, and it hits!
"Pfft!—" A mouthful of blood gushed from Qingyun's mouth, staining her white veil red!
Qingyun felt as if her soul had been violently ripped out of her body by that instantaneous pain, and her heart was clenched tightly.
In that instant, Li Ge's face was clearly imprinted in her mind. She seemed to hear him calling her "woman" in his uniquely gentle voice.
Qingyun relaxed completely. Her previously confused heart seemed to have encountered a guiding light, which lit up in an instant and led her to Juechen Valley.
That's where the person she likes lives.
She sighed and slowly closed her eyes.
Jun Wuhen was deathly pale and cried out, "Yun'er!"
Everyone was stunned by the sudden turn of events, looking at each other unsure of what to do. Wu Si and Mei Jue exchanged a glance, then stepped forward to bow. Mei Jue said, "Your Excellency, this was purely an accident."
Jun Wuhen stared fiercely at Mei Jue, wishing he could strike her with a palm.
Wu Si knelt down, looking regretful, and said, "Wu Si has hurt Madam, and Wu Si is willing to accept the punishment."
Qingyun's breathing became rapid. She weakly opened her eyes, looked at Wuhen, and whispered, "Wuhen..."
Jun Wuhen quickly turned back to look at Qingyun, his blue eyes filled with worry, "Yun'er, I will definitely save you."
Qingyun shook her head, "Wuhen... injuries during martial arts competitions are...unavoidable...no...don't blame them..."
Seeing Qingyun's pleading eyes, Wuhen nodded.
Volume Two: Fate Leads to a Departed Palace and a Happy Marriage - Martial Arts Tournament 5
Meanwhile, Ziyi and Xiaoqing, who had just arrived at the square from the palace, turned pale with fright when they saw this sudden situation.
Xiao Qing's eyes widened in fright, and when she saw Jun Wuhen's pained expression, her eyes filled with sorrow.
Zi Yi trembled all over, wishing she had been the one struck by the sword. But in the blink of an eye, she calmed down, quickly stepped forward, and said, "My lord, Zi Yi will go and fetch the doctor."
Jun Wuhen then remembered that Qingyun's injury had made him forget to think. He quickly nodded, picked up Qingyun, ignored everyone present, and strode away.
At this moment, the head steward of the Li Palace stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the crowd, and said, "Everyone! The competition continues! Our Lord will be leaving for a short while and will return shortly. If he does not return, this martial arts tournament will be hosted by the head of the Tianshan Sect! Please forgive us!"
After speaking, the steward also left with Jun Wuhen.
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances until the leader of the Tianshan Sect stepped forward and spoke, at which point the competition resumed. Martial arts tournaments are never interrupted by injury, regardless of who the injured person is. This time was no exception.
Imperial Palace.
After the sword was pulled out, Qingyun lay weakly on the bed, where a doctor over fifty years old was taking her pulse.
Jun Wuhen frowned impatiently. "Doctor, how is Yun'er?"
The doctor shook his head, stroked his beard, and said, "There are good and bad points. The good thing is that the sword missed its mark and hit near the heart, so there is no danger. The bad thing is that this lady already had suppressed toxins in her body, and now this sword has brought out all the toxins in her body. If she doesn't get detoxified soon, she won't live much longer."
Jun Wuhen's expression darkened, his face paled, and a faint blue light flashed in his eyes. "Is there any way to save them?"
The doctor hesitated for a moment, then looked at the crowd surrounding him.
Jun Wuhen immediately understood his meaning and dismissed the people around him.
After everyone around had disappeared, the doctor pursed his lips and said, "Your Excellency, this is the only way to save the lady. However, this method is somewhat dangerous."
Jun Wuhen's pupils contracted. "How dangerous?"
"If the true energy and internal strength within Your Excellency cannot be fully integrated into Madam's body, then Madam's internal organs will be damaged, and she will eventually bleed from all seven orifices and die. Your Excellency's martial arts skills will also be completely useless."
Jun Wuhen fell silent.
After a long silence, he asked, "Is this the only way?"
"Yes," the doctor replied firmly.
Jun Wuhen's lips pressed into a straight line. "I need to think about it."
The doctor sighed, "Your Excellency must consider this as soon as possible! Every day this method is delayed increases the danger." The doctor shook his head, "I'll go find some herbs that can relieve pain first."
After the doctor left, Jun Wuhen looked at Qingyun, who was in pain, and sighed. He took Qingyun's hand and whispered, "Yun'er, what should I do?"
Jun Wuhen looked conflicted, caught in a dilemma.
At this moment, Qingyun suddenly coughed violently, spitting out mouthfuls of blood onto the white sheets, like blooming blood flowers, a shocking sight.
"Yun'er!" Jun Wuhen's pupils contracted sharply, a flash of blue light appeared, and he made a decision.
He took a deep breath, helped the unconscious Qingyun sit up beside him, and removed her top, leaving her in only a strapless bra. He took another deep breath, placed his palms on Qingyun's back, and an invisible energy slowly flowed through his hands into Qingyun's body.
Jun Wuhen's face grew paler and paler, his forehead was covered in sweat, and steam rose from the top of his head.
Qingyun's complexion gradually regained its rosy hue, and the bleeding from her wound gradually stopped.
The doctor outside, seeing the expected scene, smiled with relief. He instructed the people outside, "His Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to enter and disturb us; otherwise, they will be punished according to palace rules!"
Xiao Qing stared at the doctor with a strange expression on her face. She walked over and said to the doctor, "Doctor, where is Sister Ziyi? She's the girl who just asked you to come here."
The doctor stroked his beard and chuckled, "You mean that girl in purple? After she brought me here, she started having stomach pains. She's probably in the outhouse right now!"