Reborn Emperor's House

Chapter 75

He wanted to grab it, but couldn't move, and then Tang Jingyu appeared. Tang Jingyu, dressed in a prince's formal attire, majestic, asked Li Henghui to give back his heart expressionlessly, and at the same time expressed that he was willing to exchange it with his own.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out his hand from his chest, took out the heart, and handed it over. Li Henghui reached out to take it, but Tang Mu shouted and struggled like crazy, without making any sound or movement.

Seeing that Li Henghui was about to touch Tang Jingyu's heart, Tang Mu woke up with a start, sweating from fright.

Tang Mu turned his head secretly. Although it was quite dark in the military tent, he could not see his fingers. He could see Tang Jingyu's sideways posture facing him, as well as the blurred outline.

Tang Mu was suddenly glad that he met Tang Jingyu.

Just as Tang Mu was thinking about it, he felt that the curtain of the military tent seemed to be moving a bit.

There are soldiers guarding the door, and the soldiers will not come in easily without orders. Could it be the people from Ren Zishan, right? Ren Zishan people never sneak around when they have something to do, but ask the guards to pass it on in a fair manner. The shopkeeper's idea, the shopkeeper said, the more sneaky it is, the more suspicious it is.

Who is that person?

Just as Tang Mu was thinking, he vaguely felt a figure approaching, and then the figure seemed to raise his hand.

not good! ! ! !Damn, killer!

Tang Mu's first reaction was to get up, put Tang Jingyu under him, and protect Tang Jingyu's neck with his back.

The man raised the knife and dropped it, but he didn't expect that suddenly there was another person. In a hurry, he missed his aim and the knife pierced Tang Mu's back.

"Damn it!" Tang Mu cursed, kicking the man in the stomach.

The prince woke up in a daze at this moment, but his whole body was weak. He wanted to protect Tang Mu with his hands, but he couldn't lift his arms.

"Come on!" Tang Mu shouted.

The figure turned his head to look outside the tent, and found that the soldiers were coming this way, and then looked at Tang Mu who was protecting the prince, knowing that it was too late, he raised his hand and was about to commit suicide.

Tang Mu couldn't take care of himself, and couldn't stop him, watching the figure fall.

Qi San, who followed as a guard, entered the tent first, holding a torch in his hand. Seeing that Tang Mu was disheveled and crawled on top of the prince, his back was stained red with blood, he turned his head and shouted to the people behind him, "Wait at the door!" .”

Going forward quickly, lighting the lamp, picking up Tang Mu, and simply putting on clothes for him, Tang Mu grinned, "Easy, light, it hurts."

Qi San didn't dare to delay, put on his clothes, and immediately shouted outside, "Military doctor!"

Tang Mu was put on the side and Qi San leaned over to look at the prince. The prince was obviously drugged and still had no strength, but his eyes were about to burst into flames, his lips were moving back and forth, but he couldn't make a sound.

Qi San leaned over and whispered, "Don't worry, Your Highness, Mr. Tang is fine."

Only then did Tang Jingyu calm down a bit. She took a deep breath, frowned, and calmed down, hoping to recover quickly.

The military doctor came quickly and went straight to the lying prince.

"This way!" Qi San scolded.

The military doctor froze for a moment, and hurried to Tang Mu's side.

Remove the clothes, check the wound, take out the medicine from the carry-on box, and give Tang Mu hemostatic treatment.

Stop the bleeding, bandage it, the military doctor wrote the prescription, handed it to Qi San, and hurried to check the prince's condition.

Qi San took the prescription to the door of the military tent, and handed it to the anxious soldiers outside the door, who ran to grab the medicine.

When Qi San came back, the military doctor was giving the prince the pulse, and he checked carefully, and said to Qi San, "His Royal Highness is fine, it's just that he has been drugged, which is why he is so weak. This drug is overbearing. It stands to reason that His Highness is If you can’t wake up, Your Highness is really strong,” the military doctor began to ramble.

"Okay, what should we do now?" Qi San was impatient.

"Just rest for a while," said the military doctor.

"Well, you go, don't talk nonsense, understand? There is only the prince in the military tent." Qi San's eyes were cold.

"I understand, I understand..." The military doctor was frightened, and quickly agreed.

The military doctor withdrew, Qi San went over to check on the prince's condition, the prince was resting with his eyes closed.

Qi San went to check on Tang Mu's condition again. Tang Mu was in pain. When he saw Qi San approaching, he immediately said, "Brother, is this military doctor reliable? Why do I feel more pain?"

Qi San had no choice but to say, "Young Master Tang, bear with it."

Then Qi San went to check the corpse on the ground, and took off the face towel from the man on the ground, with an extremely ordinary face.

Qi San frowned, the crown prince took the medicine, but Tang Mu was fine, the two had been together all the time, it seemed that the medicine was not Mixiang or something like that, it was in the diet, but they ate and lived together.Where is the problem?

Qi San squatted there suspiciously.

Tang Mu moved dishonestly, stretched his neck to look at it, saw that Qi San was squatting without moving, and said, "What are you doing? Come and see my injury, it hurts."

"Mr. Tang, a man..." Qi San was really speechless. Wasn't Mr. Tang very heroic just now? This will be true.

"Excuse me, Mr. Tang, with whom does His Highness have dinner with?" Qi San asked.

"And me, are you skeptical about the way to prescribe the medicine?" Tang Mu racked his brains.

Qi San nodded, thinking that Tang Mu couldn't see him, so he said, "Yes."

"Well...we eat the same food and go to the same place. There's no reason I'm fine, um...that's right." Tang Mu suddenly thought of something, kicked his legs excitedly, "Ouch!" Then there was a burst of wailing.

Qi San went over to have a look helplessly, and found nothing wrong, so he went on to talk about what happened just now, "What did Mr. Tang think of?"

"Oops, it hurts..." Tang Mu complained, yelled for a while, and then said, "I don't drink tea, the prince will. I guess it's in the tea."

Qi San nodded, went out to give some instructions, dispersed the people outside the tent, and came back to take care of the two of them.

Tang Jingyu was in a daze, while Tang Mu groaned.until dawn the next day.

Tang Jingyu, who had recovered, woke up and immediately went to see Tang Mu. Tang Mu, who had been moaning all night, had already fallen asleep and was crawling on the edge of the bed.Tang Jingyu looked at Tang Mu, distressed.

Qi San saw that the prince was fine, so he leaned over and told the story.

Tang Jingyu rubbed her still sore forehead, "Just think about it."

Qi □□ went out.

Tang Jingyu didn't want to do anything at the moment. Looking at Tang Mu, she felt guilty, distressed, angry, and in pain.

When he woke up in a daze last night, it was Tang Mu's helplessness when he was injured. Afterwards, he wanted to take a look, but he fell into a coma again in a daze.

Tang Jingyu's heart was complicated, so she just sat there without eating or drinking.

Qi San prevented everyone from entering the prince's military tent, saying that the prince was injured and he and Tang Mu would take care of him, and that no one else could enter.The news of the injury was completely blocked.

The prince was assassinated in the middle of the night, but the companion was injured. If you think about it, there must be something wrong between the two, otherwise, what are the two doing together in the middle of the night?When the news spread, it was not as simple as an assassination.

Tang Jingyu sat and processed the military newspaper sent by Qi San, and then kept looking at Tang Mu. Qi San looked at the prince, knowing that it was useless to persuade him, so he decided not to persuade him.