PFC Chapter 224: A Flock of Beauties!
Chapter 224: A Flock of Beauties!
"Yes..." Upon hearing the order, the servants hurriedly carried Ye Jiuchen into the room.
"Miss, are you alright? You really scared me to death!"
Qiuqin was still shaken. Her hands trembled slightly as she carefully examined Dongfang Wan'er from head to toe. Her eyes were full of worry and concern, as if she were checking whether a rare treasure had been damaged.
Dongfang Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief, discreetly storing the poison powder into her spatial storage. Then, looking at Qiu Qin, she said earnestly:
"Silly girl, next time you encounter something like this, you must never use your body to block it."
"I just saw you stand in front of me without hesitation. Do you know how dangerous that was?"
Dongfang Wan'er knew in her heart that Qiuqin was loyal to her, but in this life, many things had changed, so why was Qiuqin always unable to escape the fate of shielding her from disasters and suffering?
Just like the beginning of night, it had already died and been resurrected, but fate still played such a cruel trick on it.
Since I am powerless to change this predetermined fate, I might as well try to find a way to settle my mother and the others in a safe and remote place, so that I can deal with the troubles and crises that are about to come with peace of mind.
"Miss, I'm not afraid of danger, as long as you're safe." Qiuqin held Dongfang Wan'er's hand tightly.
Dongfang Wan'er gently patted the back of her hand, then turned and walked towards the bedside where Ye Jiuchen was lying.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? I heard Xiao Jiuzi woke up!"
The joyful shouts were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples throughout the mansion.
The divine physician Dan was organizing medicinal herbs in his quiet residence when he heard the news. His wrinkled face lit up with joy, and he rushed over to Ye Jiuchen's residence without even putting down the herbs in his hands.
His steps were hurried, his clothes fluttering in the wind, as if arriving even a moment later would mean missing something of great importance.
Upon arriving, the sight before him instantly froze the smile on Doctor Dan's face.
Ye Jiuchen's already pale face turned even paler, like a plum blossom battered by frost in winter, exuding a heartbreaking weakness.
"What's going on! Wasn't Xiao Jiu Zi supposed to have woken up? Why has he fallen unconscious again, and it seems even worse than before?...
The voice of the divine physician Dan was full of anxiety and doubt, and his eyes, which had seen many hardships, were filled with worry.
He had thought that hearing the news of Ye Jiuchen's awakening would dispel the gloom of this accident and that his months of hard work had not been in vain. However, the scene before him was like a bucket of cold water, mercilessly extinguishing the flame of hope that had just been ignited in his heart.
"Elder Dan, Ye Jiuchen has indeed woken up, which means your prescription is effective, but..."
Dongfang Wan'er paused slightly, a hint of reluctance and anger flashing in her eyes, before recounting in detail how the maid had attempted to assassinate her.
It turned out that when Ye Jiuchen woke up, the maid was about to kill Dongfang Wan'er. Despite his serious injuries, he forcibly used his internal energy to save Dongfang Wan'er. However, this violent action caused his injuries to worsen again, and his blood and qi flowed in reverse, causing him to fall into a coma again, and his condition was far more serious than before.
As Dongfang Wan'er spoke, she gently grasped Ye Jiuchen's wrist, carefully examining his pulse, her brows involuntarily furrowing slightly!
Seeing Dongfang Wan'er's solemn expression, the divine physician Dan felt a pang of anxiety and hurriedly stepped forward to take Ye Jiuchen's pulse.
His withered yet extremely nimble fingers rested on Ye Jiuchen's pulse, and after a moment, his expression grew increasingly grim.
"How could this happen, Wan'er? We must quickly develop the spiritual spring water, otherwise even a divine physician won't be able to save Xiao Jiuzi!"
The divine physician Dan's voice trembled slightly. He could clearly feel that Ye Jiuchen's pulse was as weak as a candle in the wind, as if it might be extinguished at any moment. It was a sign of exhaustion, which made even this old man who had practiced medicine for many years and was used to seeing life and death feel a chill in his heart.
"Dr. Dan, I understand..."
Dongfang Wan'er also realized the seriousness of the situation. Her eyes were filled with determination and resolve, as if she had made a vow in her heart to find a way to save Ye Jiuchen no matter what.
At that moment, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the door.
Dongfang Wan'er's already tense nerves instantly became alert, and she gestured to Qiuqin beside her to check the situation.
Qiuqin understood, quickly walked to the door, gently opened it, and saw a group of people surrounding a woman dressed in gorgeous clothes.
"Having heard that Your Highness was assassinated and injured here, I have come to visit you."
The woman walked gracefully and arrogantly into the house. Her gaze swept around the room, and when she saw Dongfang Wan'er, who was being treated, a hint of jealousy and dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
"Who are you? How dare you lay a hand on the Prince here!" The woman's voice was sharp and shrill, filled with obvious questioning and hostility.
Dongfang Wan'er seemed not to hear, her mind was entirely focused on Ye Jiuchen's condition. At this moment, she only had eyes for the unconscious Ye Jiuchen, and all the disturbances in the outside world were irrelevant to her.
Seeing that Dongfang Wan'er did not respond to her questioning, the woman's anger intensified, and she exploded like a powder keg that had been lit.
She reached out and pushed Dongfang Wan'er directly, the action carrying undisguised malice.
Seeing this, Qiuqin hurriedly stopped her. She flashed and gently waved her palm. It seemed gentle but contained a clever force. The woman fell backward like a kite with a broken string and crashed heavily to the ground.
At that moment, more than a dozen women rushed in like a tidal wave.
"How dare you be so disrespectful to Sister Xinran! Guards, drag this girl out and beat her to death with sticks!"
A woman in a pink dress, with her eyebrows raised in anger, began to berate Qiuqin.
Her voice was high-pitched and shrill, echoing in the room and causing a sharp pain in everyone's eardrums. The servants looked at each other, bewildered, unsure of whom to listen to.
"Ha, Dark Night, shouldn't you explain to me what's going on with all these beautiful women?"
Dongfang Wan'er crossed her arms and a cold smile curled at the corner of her mouth.
A surge of inexplicable anger and disappointment welled up in her heart. She really hadn't expected that there would be so many women in Ye Jiuchen's mansion. He usually pretended to be indifferent to worldly desires, but behind the scenes, there was such a complicated situation.
"Guards, take all these women away. They're disturbing the Prince and Princess's rest..."
An Ye frowned, inwardly realizing something was wrong. He hadn't expected that these women the emperor had bestowed upon his master would suddenly appear at this moment, and even go to the princess to spout nonsense!