Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 2288: I'm a foreigner, but you're still a slav

Seeing the unconscious Ling Shen being carried into the carriage, Yun Linzhou couldn't help frowning.

Why is he still alive? !

Back to the palace.

In Ling Shen's hall, Gu Nuoer and the others were all there.

The four imperial physicians looked at it one after another and couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing.

Liang Si sounded anxious: "What is the situation of His Highness Shen, the imperial physicians, please tell the truth!"

The imperial physician bowed his hands to Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming.

Cai said: "His Highness Shen seems to have fallen from a high place, and his lungs were seriously injured, but fortunately, he did not hurt his vitals."

"The dizziness at the moment is also due to the retrograde congestion in the brain. The ministers will come to give acupuncture treatment every day, but in the case of His Highness, the ministers cannot guarantee that they will wake up one day."

Gu Nuoer was not in a hurry.

As long as her mana is restored, there is no problem in rescuing Ling Shen.

She nodded hastily: "Thank you, doctor."

The maid sent the imperial physicians to the front hall to prescribe medicine.

Liang Siyin sat on the edge of Ling Shen's bed and wept: "Go hunting well, and come back like this."

Ye Siming turned to look at Ling Ping, who was holding a pillar and worried, feeling that he couldn't help much.

"You followed with the imperial guards, did you find anything unusual?"

Ling Ping let go of the pillar.

He sighed: "It's my fault in this matter. I originally followed them to protect the safety of the prince and brother, but the arrows of the prince hit every shot."

"He didn't pick up the prey, so I had to ask the Guards to help him. In the end, I had to help pick it up myself. In addition, it was raining too much. Gradually, I was left behind."

Liang Siyin gritted her teeth with tears in her eyes: "The more prey there are, the more it proves that the current prince's virtue is good. If the crown prince hunts but does not pick up prey, there is clearly a problem!"

"Ling Shen must have been murdered by him." There was hatred in her eyes.

Gu Nuoer pursed her lips.

She was about to speak.

At this time, many prince's personal guards poured into the door.

They came up and held down Ling Ping.

Ye Siming scolded coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Ling Ping struggled: "Bold, you dare to tie me up?"

Zhuo Ran quickly stepped in from the door, and said with fists folded, "I really don't intend to disturb His Highness Shen's rest, but His Royal Highness has an order to arrest His Highness Ping."

Gu Nuoer frowned: "What's the reason?"

Zhuo Ran said confidently: "This time His Highness the Prince was injured, and His Highness Shen was even more unconscious."

"His Royal Highness Ping is in charge of the imperial guards, and needs to protect everyone's safety, but caused the two princes to fall ill. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinks it was his negligence, so he asked the lower class to take His Highness Ping back for interrogation, and follow the rules."

Ling Ping was in a hurry: "Nonsense! If I didn't want to help the prince pick up prey, would I be negligent? This is a crime of intention!"

Gu Nuoer said coldly: "Go back and tell the prince that as long as I am here, you cannot take him away."

Zhuo Ran paused: "Princess, please don't make things difficult for me."

"Forgive me for your humble position. His Highness the Crown Prince is now in charge of the country, and His Highness Shen is now in a coma. All major and minor matters in the court must be handled by His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Although Her Highness the Princess has accepted the Emperor's great love, after all... she is from a foreign surname."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Siming had already stretched out his hand to grasp the sword, with a murderous aura.

Gu Nuoer held him down.

The girl was calm and as cold as ice: "I say it's a foreign surname, but you say it's a slave."

"It's not your turn to question this princess's order. Tell the prince what I said. If there is anything wrong, let him advise. You slave don't ask about the master's affairs."