C796 796's saddest hurdle

"Ok, then come over and let Ol 'Nine take a look."

Xi Ya pursed her lips, nodded and said "good" before following him in.

"How is it?"

In the room, Xi Ya impatiently asked after she finished taking Yan Yuan's pulse.

"Cousin's injuries have already improved a bit, but just now when he was excited, his wound opened up again. If this goes on, even a genius doctor wouldn't be able to save him."

Xi Ya frowned, a look of worry on her face.

The moment she finished speaking, everyone in the room frowned.

After a while, Yan Xiao said to the butler with a sidelong glance: "Go and call Mr. Lu over."

Hearing that, Xi Ya's expression sunk, she looked at Yan Xiao, and a look of sadness crossed her face: "Sixth cousin brother, do you not trust Xi Ya's medical skills?"

Xi Ya's look was useless against him, he did not like this kind of person who would easily cry. Or rather, no matter what expression she had on her face, she would not like people who she disliked.

However, he was also clear that only Xi Ya was able to treat Ol 'Nine's poison. No matter how disgusted he was, he could only try his best to look amiable in front of her.

"Don't worry, I have something to talk to Mr. Lu about."

He gestured with his eyes for the butler to go out.

Very quickly, Lu Yuan He was invited by the butler to come over. Because Yan Yuan had always been the one treating him, in order to avoid suspicion and not let Xi Ya worry too much, most of the time, Lu Yuan He did not appear here.

"Your Highness, the Mr. Lu is here."

Yan Xiao walked in front of Lu Yuan He, took a glance at the unconscious Yan Yuan, and asked: "Does Mr. Lu have any medicine in his possession that would allow Ninth Brother to sleep for a period of time, without harming his body?"

Hearing Yan Xiao's question, Xi Ya finally understood what she meant.

He called Lu Yuan He over. He wanted him to use the medicine to wake his cousin up?

Hearing that, Lu Yuan He looked at Yan Yuan who was on the bed. Just now, the butler had already told him the general situation, so he was not surprised by Yan Xiao's question.

Nodding his head, he turned to Yan Xiao and said: "This humble one can go back and prepare some medicine for Your Highness, I wonder how many days I will need?"

The latter half of Lu Yuan He's words was asking Xi Ya about the time it would take for Prince Jing to recover from his injuries.

Xi Ya pursed her lips, pretended to look at Yan Yuan vexedly and sighed, then said: "Originally, three to five days should be enough, but cousin cousin was too agitated just now, and opened up the wound again, so Mr. Lu will prepare another five days worth of medicine, just in case."

Since Liu Ruo Qing was dead, she did not need to let her cousin's injuries drag on for too long. Only if her cousin woke up, would she have the chance to cultivate their relationship.

Right now, when that woman died, his cousin was heartbroken. It was she who had comforted him and taught him a good lesson, after a long time, his cousin would know how considerate and considerate she was. He could not be like Liu Ruo Qing, other than bringing trouble to his cousin.

Once Liu Ruo Qing was mentioned, Xi Ya couldn't help but feel disgust in her heart. At the same time, she couldn't help but feel some uncontrollable jealousy.

His cousin was already in this state, yet he still had such thoughts about her. When he heard that she was already dead, although he wasn't willing to accept it, the despair in his eyes could still hurt everyone's hearts.

When Yan Yuan woke up again, half a month had already passed.

"Cousin, your injuries have healed, but you will still need to rest."

Xi Ya looked at Yan Yuan, wanting to see some praise from his eyes.

However, on Yan Yuan's face, it was so cold that there was barely any heat. His ice-cold eyes swept across Xi Ya's face.

He casually put on a coat and walked out of his house. The autumn wind was bleak, making Yan Yuan's skinny back seem even thinner than before.

In the courtyard, the butler looked at Yan Yuan coming out of the East Garden with a thin body and was shocked. He hurriedly put down what he was doing and jogged over.

"Your Royal Highness, it's cold outside, why don't you add another set of clothes?"

When the Prince woke up last night, he heard from Miss Xi Ya that the Prince's wounds had healed. He was so excited that he didn't know what to do.

The steward knew that the death of the princess was the most difficult obstacle for him to overcome. He didn't want to risk his life to save her, so he didn't want to risk it.

This was a trial that was even more difficult than death. The butler didn't dare to think whether or not the prince could survive through it.

As soon as he woke up, he asked the steward about the wangfei's matters. The steward didn't dare to hide it and told him in detail what had happened during the prince's coma.

That day, when the princess was rescued by a group of mysterious black clothed men, the Sixth Prince finally sent people to track her down. They chased her all the way to the Endless Cliff, and when they chased after her, they just happened to see her fall off the cliff.

Below the cliff was a bottomless abyss. If the princess fell, there was no need to even mention the fact that she was already dead.

The prince's reaction was surprisingly calm, but it was precisely this calm that made the butler feel uneasy since last night.

Now that Yan Yuan was walking out, the butler did not dare delay any further and could only order people to get his cape while he himself anxiously followed behind him.

"Your Highness, where are you going? Go back to your room and rest first."

Yan Yuan did not care about the butler, he mounted his horse and rode towards the direction of the palace.

"Your Highness! "Your Highness!"

Looking at the direction in which Yan Yuan left in, the butler was startled. Not good, he thought to himself.

"Your highness couldn't have gone to the palace to settle scores with the emperor, right?"

The butler was panicking. He immediately got on his horse and prepared to look for Yan Xiao and Yan Jue, but in the next second, he looked at the time. It was truly the assembly time, and the two princes should still be in the palace, hoping that they could stop the Duke.

The butler kept praying in his heart as he dismounted. He stood alone in the doorway and paced back and forth anxiously.

"Butler, where's cousin?"

Xi Ya suddenly appeared behind him, her voice was flat, no emotions could be heard.

"The Prince, he … "He entered the palace."

Xi Ya frowned, she was unhappy.

She had saved his life, and he had never felt the slightest bit of gratitude towards her. He was even unwilling to give her a single glance, yet he did not care about his frail body.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She clenched her fingers tightly, which had turned white because of the excessive force, but there was a look of worry on her face. She said to the butler: "Why didn't you stop him?"

Xi Ya's tone was rather unfriendly, and the butler could clearly sense the rage within her tone, which she had been trying her best to restrain.

However, he only thought that she was blaming him for not taking good care of her master, so he didn't bother about it.