Your Highness's Beloved Medical-skilled Princess

Chapter 42 Go to Imperial Palace

Wuthering Heights fell into a long silence.

After pondering for a while, Yu Wenhao raised his head and said to Tang Yang, "Go and find out what

Retired Emperor is poisoned with."

"Prince Wenhao, I'm afraid it's not easy to find out."

"Gu Si knows!" Yu Wenhao said.

"Now Gu Si is on standby for Emperor Mingyuan, and can't come out at all. Besides, Gu Si is here just

now. If he is available, he will inform us." Tang Yang said.

There was a hint of cruelty in Yu Wenhao's eyes, "Go to imperial palace to say that I confess."

"Prince Wenhao!" Xu Yi and Tang Yang exclaimed at the same time. Is Prince Wenhao mad? He

confessed!

"I confess what Yuan Qingling does under my orders." Yu Wenhao said expressionlessly.

Xu Yi heaved a sigh of relief. He misunderstood Yu Wenhao wanted to admit he hired assassins to hurt

him.

However, it was also not appropriate to admit that he ordered Yuan Qingling to treat Retired Emperor.

"No. Prince Wenhao, you're a suspect now. Xu Yi said.

Tang Yang thought for a moment and asked, "Do you trust Yuan Qingling?"

"This is the only way!" Yu Wenhao said.

Tang Yang looked at Yu Wenhao, "Prince Wenhao, if you do so, you are involved. If princess can't turn

the tables, your situation will be even worse. Have you ever thought about it?"

"Is there any other way?" Yu Wenhao was furious, and tried to suppress the blood from his throat, but

he still smelled the blood smell.

Yu Wenhao could not find out Yu Wenjun's faults.

The assassin already committed suicide, and Yu Wenjun would definitely not leave any evidence

behind. He was destined to suffer a loss in this matter.

Therefore, it was useless to make an issue of this matter. He could only hope that Yuan Qingling could

cure his grandfather. Then, he might be forgiven.

He knew very well how cruel his father was.

Xu Yi was puzzled. "What's going on?"

Tang Yang explained, "The retired Emperor was already on the verge of death and the princess had

saved him in time. If the Emperor's poison had nothing to do with the princess, then the princess had

done a great deed in saving him. If all of this was the prince's will, then the prince should award the first

merit."

Xu Yi said in horror, "What if the princess can't prove her innocence?"

Tang Yang was silent for a moment and said in a low voice, "Then, Xu Yi, both you and I will die with

the prince."

Xu Yi's chest was filled with pride. "Well, if you die, you will die. If you wait like this, you will die. Why

don't you give it?"

Tang Yang nodded and looked at Yu Wenhao. "His Highness can't enter the imperial palace now, so we

can only find Prince Rui."

"That's right!" Yu Wenhao slowly stood up. His wound was torn apart, and even a slight movement was

painful. The pain was good for him, which could make his fighting spirit stronger.

Yuan Qingling could drag his wounds to the imperial palace to treat his grandfather. Why couldn't he?

The sedan arrived at Prince Rui's mansion.

Prince Rui was about to enter the imperial palace when he bumped into Yu Wenhao's sedan chair at

the door.

Prince Rui knew that Yu Wenhao was seriously injured, so he was very surprised seeing him. Tang

Yang stepped forward and reported, "Prince Rui, please move forward. Prince Wenhao is too badly

injured to get off the ground."

Prince Rui led the horse over. Tang Yang lifted the curtain, revealing Yu Wenhao's calm face.

"Prince Rui, it's me who asked Yuan Qingling to treat my grandfather. Please take me to the imperial

palace."

Prince Rui nodded and said, "Go ahead!"

He ordered his men to replace his horse with a sedan chair and enter the imperial palace with Yu

Wenhao.

The sedan chair was carried into the straight east gate. No one stopped them because Prince Rui was

there.

The sedan chair was stopped at the entrance of the royal workroom.

Prince Rui said to Tang Yang, "Wait here with your prince. I'll go in and meet Your Majesty."

"Yes!"

Prince Rui rolled up his robe and entered the royal workroom.

Tang Yang saw Lord Yuan standing in front of the hall. His face was ashen and he almost couldn't

stand steadily.

He stepped forward and asked, "Master Yuan?"

Lord Yuan was startled. He only snapped back to his senses when he saw that it was Tang Yang. He

stretched out his head to take a look. "It's Lord Tang!"

"What are you doing here, Master Yuan?" Tang Yang asked.

Lord Yuan waited with a sad face. "I'm waiting for Your Majesty to summon me. What's the matter? The

Majesty asked someone to send me here, but he didn't see me. He only asked me a few questions

about... the princess, so he asked me to wait here."

While they were talking, Mu Ru came out and announced, "Yu Wenhao, come in and meet Your This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Majesty."

Tang Yang and Xu Yi quickly helped Yu Wenhao out. When Lord Yuan saw Yu Wenhao's appearance,

he was shocked and quickly took a few steps back for fear of meeting him.

This was simply a man who could be blown down by the wind.

"His Majesty only teaches Yu Wenhao!" Mu Ru said lightly, separating Xu Yi and Tang Yang.

Tang Yang and Xu Yi looked at Yu Wenhao worriedly. Yu Wenhao slowly steadied himself and said,

"Mu Ru, lead the way!"

They could reach the main hall of the royal workroom within 20 steps.

With each step Yu Wenhao took, blood dripped from the soles of his feet. The wounds on his legs were

all torn open, and there was a blood band behind him, which was shocking.

Mu Ru was stunned. He did not expect Yu Wenhao to be so badly injured.

He had thought that only the injury on his face and ears could be seen.

Emperor Mingyuan frowned and looked at the blood band behind Yu Wenhao with a gloomy

expression.

He had been injured for two days, and his wound was still bleeding. Did he think he was a fool?

This son was too smart.

Beads of sweat oozed from Yu Wenhao's brows. He had exhausted all his strength on his way into the

royal workroom. He felt a heart-wrenching pain as he stood there.

But he still had to kneel down.

He slowly exerted force on his body, and his legs went limp. With a splash, the wound on his abdomen

cracked and blood splashed. Yu Wenhao suddenly felt dizzy and his eyes turned black. However, he

insisted on shouting, "Father, it was me who asked Yuan Qingling to treat my grandfather."

Hearing this, he fell to the ground and fainted.

Yu Wenhao was sent to the nearest rest room. Yuan Qingling was in the rest room, watching Yu

Wenhao, who was covered in blood, being carried in.

Emperor Mingyuan and Prince Rui also came in, but the imperial physician had not arrived yet.

Yuan Qingling said in shock, "How can he enter the imperial palace? He can't even get out of bed. Oh

my god, I'm afraid his wounds are all broken."

Prince Rui picked up the point and asked, "Did you treat his wound?"

"Yes, he was stabbed 18 times, and he was already in danger. When I entered the imperial palace, he

was not out of danger yet." Yuan Qingling replied, her eyes were drifting over to look at Yu Wenhao.

She was very anxious. If she did not take time to treat the wound, he would die.

The Emperor's eyes moved, but he did not say a word. He just looked at Yuan Qingling meaningfully.

Without thinking about it, Yuan Qingling rushed over to cover the bleeding wound on his abdomen. She

had been sewing for a long time. Was she crazy? She actually entered the imperial palace.

"Yu Wenhao, Yu Wenhao, wake up!" Yuan Qingling covered the wound with one hand and patted his

face with the other. "Don't sleep. If you sleep, you won't wake up."

If he lost so much blood, he would really die.