After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince - Chapter 227
~End of chapter 226
Ming Zhu stretched out her fingers to try to test his breathing, but her hand only reached halfway before she retracted.
She didn’t dare.
Ming Zhu herself still had a high fever, her body was frighteningly hot. After a while, she ran out from the room, but there was no one in the courtyard.
She was not even wearing shoes, running barefoot on the ground, her clothes’ hems followed the wind as she ran, fluttering gracefully, like a forest little fawn fleeing in a panic and lost.
She ran out of the courtyard. Her clothes were messy and her hair was disheveled. There were blood stains on her cheeks, large blood stains on her dress, as well as on her hands, everywhere.
Chapter 227
(80.3)
The intendant Lin was so scared by her appearance that he took two steps back, “Miss Ming Z ……”
The intendant Lin immediately changed his address, “Crown Princess, what’s going on?”
Ming Zhu was unfamiliar with this title, she raised her hand and pointed towards the inside, she said, “I killed Zhao Zhi, he’s dying.”
In the summer, the intendant Lin broke out in a cold sweat. He would not have believed such words in normal times, however, at this time, with Ming Zhu covered in blood all over, there was no way for him to not believe it.
He immediately ran into the room, and saw the crown prince covered in blood, leaning motionless on the bedside, his breath almost at a stop. He hurriedly ordered people to go summon the imperial doctor!
The crown prince’s mansion was immediately thrown in chaos.
Ming Zhu stood alone in the moonlight, in a daze, her hands were shaking in her large sleeves, and she was unable to lift them.
She had killed someone.
She had really killed someone.
Countless times she had wanted to kill Zhao Zhi, had wanted him to pay for her life.
But now that she had really killed him, she was scared in her heart.
If he died, would his parents spare her? They would not.
A life for a life.
It was just unfortunate for Xiaoman, she was not yet three years old, how would a child without a mother survive?
Ming Zu’s body was getting colder and colder as she walked over to the pond, trying to wash the blood off her hands.
But when she reached the pond, the reflection of her in the lake water was truly appalling.
She took a few steps backward and fell to the ground, her legs feeling too weak to stand up.
The intendant Lin never imagined that such a big thing would happen in the residence, if anything happened to His Highness, all the people in the residence would have to be buried with him. He was really afraid that the crown prince would die just like this.
He carefully probed his breath.
Zhao Zhi suddenly made a sound, and he squeezed one word at a time out of his throat, breathing but strengthless, “Where’s Zhu Zhu?”
How could the intendant Lin care about her now ?
Zhao Zhi pulled out the dagger in his chest himself without any care, the blood flowed out of the hole even faster.
The intendant Lin was really about to faint, “Your Highness, you can’t pull out the dagger ah!”
Zhao Zhi covered his chest with one hand and staggered to his feet while supporting himself with his other hand on the bed. He found a medicinal powder to stop the bleeding inside a shelf and poured it directly onto the bloody and overturned wound, he almost fainted from the pain, but he gritted his teeth tightly and didn’t let out a single sound of pain.
He then wrapped the wound briefly in gauze, “She has been frightened, you go bring her back.”
The intendant Lin did as he was told.
He went to the lake in the backyard to bring the person back.
Ming Zhu was already timid to begin with, and now thinking she had killed someone, she really couldn’t calm down for a while.
Zhao Zhi held her hand, “Don’t be afraid.”
Ming Zhu seemed to not recognize him, she only knew how to repeat the words “I killed someone”.
She wanted to wash her hands and change her clothes.
The intendant Lin had the maidservants bring hot water into the room and put a clean set of clothes on the table.
Ming Zhu’s hands were shaking so badly that she knocked the copper basin over, splashing hot water all over the place.
The maidservants immediately brought another basin of hot water, Zhao Zhi held her wrist and used a wet towel to help her wipe her fingers clean one by one.
As he helped her wash up, the blood overflowed and wet the white gauze on his wound, and the clothes on his chest turned a dark red color.
(81.1)
The bright red blood on the ground gradually turned deep black, and the room was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Ming Zhu’s cold body was still shivering, she looked down at her already washed clean fingers, and came back to her senses a little. She then raised her sleeve, the delicate light-colored shirt was stained with large chunks of blood, she frowned, and said seriously one word after the other: “I also want to change clothes.”
Zhao Zhi’s chest wound was hurting badly, his face was whiter than a corpse’s, and large beads of cold sweat were flowing down his jaw and down into his collar. He sucked in a breath of cold air and endured the intense pain. One of his hand covered his chest, repressing the blood that was still seeping out, but very soon, the blood started to flow out from the cracks of his fingers.
He staggered a little and stood up. Pulling open the door of the room, he ordered someone to find a clean new set of clothes for Ming Zhu.
The intendant Lin was as anxious as ants on a hot pan, “Your Highness, you mustn’t move again.”
The bleeding was getting more and more intense, the imperial doctor had yet to come, if something happened later, what should they do?
As if he didn’t hear him, Zhao Zhi continued, “Bring in another basin of hot water.”
After saying this sentence, Zhao Zhi yet again sprinkled half of the bottle of medicine on the hideous flesh to stop bleeding, and then made another simple bandage with gauze.
The bleeding stopped with much difficulty.
He sat on the edge of the bed, with his eyes tightly closed. He slightly tilted his white and slender neck, his expression looked like he was very much in pain. When he sprinkled the powder on the wound, it was like droplets of hot oil were being spilled on it. He clenched his teeth hard, so as not to make a single sound.
He took several deep breaths, gritted his teeth and remained silent for a while before he gradually calmed down and recovered from the intense pain.
Translator : Laura
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