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"Do you have to go this far?" Zi Ye asked Wen Guang worriedly. Thinking about how the Prince Zhan had pounced towards his sword and lost so much blood, Zi Ye was so terrified that he trembled, "I've followed the Prince for so many years, this is the first time I've seen the Prince bleed this much."

"Your highness has always been a person who does great things. If you want to do something, then do it. Your highness is demanding of yourself." From his words, Wen Guang also admired the Duke.

"Wen Guang, you should have done a great deed this time. With this trick, I'm afraid that there will be an imperial concubine in the prince's mansion very soon." Zi Ye said somewhat happily to Wen Guang. It was unknown if it was because she had done a meritorious deed for Wen Guang, or because she was happy for him due to the fact that the Duke's Palace was about to have an imperial concubine.

Wen Guang was the son of Old General Wen from the border region, and had always been stationed at the border region with Old General Wen. He had also not returned to Shangjing City for many years, and had not stayed by Prince Zhan's side for a very long time.

Wen Guang was in the position of a strategist after all. Although he didn't have any experience in love, he didn't have any experience in chasing women. He had also rushed from the border to Shangjing City, and had come to Shangjing City in hopes of doing a great service for Old General Wen to see, so Wen Guang could only muster up the courage to come up with a plan for the Prince to act out.

It was just that she did not expect that the prince would actually be willing to put forth his capital and directly knocked his body against Zi Ye's blade. Zi Ye was so frightened that he almost threw his blade on the spot.

"As long as the ending is good, then it's fine. As long as the ending is good, then it's fine." Wen Guang comforted his heart that was filled with shock.

"Wang..." Prince … "Zi Ye was scared out of his wits, the Prince Zhan actually walked into the Duke's Mansion by himself, covered in blood. Look at that, the cut on Zi Ye's body was still faintly bleeding as he laid outside. Zi Ye lowered his head and looked at the road that Prince Zhan had taken.

Zi Ye's heart skipped a beat. "Your Royal Highness …" Should I call a doctor? "

"Go and call Elder Xiu over. This King has something to ask him." Prince Zhan's voice was a little hoarse, and her emotions gave off a rare feeling of loneliness.

Zi Ye replied somewhat dryly, "Your Royal Highness, Elder Xiu has gone for a swim. When I heard this morning that the Prince had used his wandering status to invite the Miss Nangong to the Duke's Palace, the Elder Xiu had just said "useless trash" and then, he had really packed his bags and went for a swim. "

Prince Zhan looked at Wen Guang who had been scheming from the beginning till the end. When Wen Guang was almost unable to bear his gaze, Prince Zhan said coldly, "Tomorrow, you can go back to the border."

With that, the Prince Zhan didn't seem to have any more emotions, he turned and prepared to leave. Wen Guang knew that if he failed, he wouldn't just return to the border and with a "putong", he kneeled on the ground, begging with complete sincerity, "Your Highness, please give me another chance to atone for my deeds. I have a premonition that I will succeed this time, and let Your Highness successfully marry the Crown Prince!"

Prince Zhan originally did not want to bother with Wen Guang, but after Wen Guang said he could succeed in marrying her … Prince Zhan's somewhat depressed heart instantly relaxed after hearing this sentence, as if it was already that day, and she succeeded in marrying him.

"One last chance. If I don't succeed, I'll guard the border forever." Prince Zhan threw down his words and returned to his own courtyard without raising his head.

Prince Zhan locked himself in his room for a few days, so Zi Ye and Wen Guang weren't too worried about his injuries. Prince Zhan's martial arts were unfathomable, and since he was half a doctor himself, he would naturally take care of his injuries.

Moreover, the Prince never drank any medicine, even if he found a doctor, it would be useless. The Prince Zhan's Mansion always had the best external medicinal powder.

In the past few days, Prince Zhan had locked himself in his room and treated his injuries. He did not even leave his room, let alone the morning court.

In the imperial court, the emperor had not mentioned anything, but the ministers naturally did not dare to discuss anything publicly.

However, there were many rumors circulating among the people. Some people said that the Prince Zhan went to the border to reform everything, expand farming, and increase their business dealings with the central and eastern borders. They made use of the monopoly of some of the powers there, causing them to rush to the Shangjing to assassinate someone.

There was also a legend that the remnants of the previous dynasty had made a comeback in an attempt to overthrow the rule of the Son of Heaven. The Prince Zhan had discovered this early and strangled this plan in the cradle, but in the crazed counterattack of the previous dynasty's evil, the Prince Zhan had single-handedly killed the remnants of the previous dynasty.

Miss, today, when I went to the Eight Treasures Temple to line up for you to buy burnt milk pigeons, there were two people in front of you who were constantly spreading rumors about Prince Zhan. They said that Prince Zhan was heavily injured and had eight bloody holes in his body, so it can be seen how tragic the battle situation was at that time. Ju Xiang chattered with Nangong Waner as he opened the paper bag containing the burnt milk pigeons.

"One." Nangong Waner held onto a piece of pigeon meat, and gnawed on it a few times before speaking to Ju Xiang.

"What?" Ju Xiang was a little confused by her words.

"A bloody hole." Nangong Waner explained softly.

In the past few days, the weather was not too good, it was dark and gloomy. It was unknown if it was because of the weather or the mood, but Nangong Waner was always in a daze.

"Ju Xiang, did I ask you to buy a Crystal Cake?" Nangong Waner rubbed his forehead. He felt that his sleep was a little chaotic, and he didn't have any impression of it.

Awkwardness flashed across Ju Xiang's face, he then continued to bring the crystal cake and walked in, "Young miss has really slept too much, to the point where she forgot to tell me to go buy the crystal cake."

Nangong Waner did not think too much into it. He got off the bed, stretched his body and loosened his muscles.

"Since when does the First Pin Pavilion have such a conscience? It's almost catching up to the crystal cake I ate in the Prince's Mansion." Seeing the beautiful appearance of the crystal cake, Nangong Waner's chaotic spirit instantly dissipated by quite a bit. He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, "The taste is also with me in the Palace …" As if realizing that he had said something that he shouldn't have said, Nangong Waner suddenly stopped and started to eat silently.

"Miss, today I'm going to buy a crystal cake …" Ju Xiang came over and poured Nangong Waner a cup of tea. The crystal cake and the clear tea cup were the most suitable for each other.

"What, you went to buy crystal cakes, and those in front of you were spreading nonsense again?" Before Ju Xiang could finish his sentence, Nangong Waner had already answered him nonchalantly.

"Oh …" "No, miss, I thought the message was not reliable, so I went to the tea shop to listen to some authentic gossip." Ju Xiang stopped and carefully looked at Nangong Waner. Seeing that the young miss did not feel anything unusual about her words, Ju Xiang cautiously continued, "Speaking of which, that tea shop just so happened to say that the Prince Zhan's injuries were serious, had too much blood flowing, and was about to die. Now that Shangjing City is very unstable, everyone thinks that the Prince Zhan is the Tian Sheng's Divine Needle, if this Divine Needle is pulled out, wouldn't it be a mess? "

Nangong Waner's mouth was stuffed with crystal cakes. After hearing Ju Xiang's words, his heart suddenly froze, and he forgot to stuff the crystal cakes in his mouth. He was in a daze for quite a while, and asked, "What did you say?" Nangong Waner opened his eyes wide and turned his face, staring straight at Ju Xiang as he spoke.

Seeing that Nangong Waner's reaction was so huge, Ju Xiang's heart could not help but sway a little.

"Last sentence!" Nangong Waner roared.

"Speaking of Prince Zhan … "Her injuries are severe, her bleeding is excessive, and she's about to die …" Ju Xiang said with a trembling voice.

Just as Ju Xiang finished speaking, Nangong Waner threw away the crystal cake in his hand and ran out.

"Miss! Miss! This might be a rumor, but it's not true! " Looking at Nangong Waner's extremely anxious and fearful reaction, Ju Xiang really felt extremely guilty. He couldn't help but explain a few words to her as he watched her figure dart away.