After a stick of incense.

   Chengqian Palace.

   Physician Zhou Yuan picked up sharp scissors and cut the blood-stained clothes. No matter how light the action is, it will inevitably involve the wound.

   The second prince who was lying on the bed “hissed” and quietly endured.

   On Jian Lang’s strong and fair back, several whip welts presented a very shocking picture. The welts spread into his waist, and to heal the wounds, he had to remove his trousers.

   “His Royal Highness, this Minister will apply the medicine now.” Zhou Yuan, a bearded physician in his fifties, had a very gentle voice.

  The Second Prince gave a low hum.

  The next step was to clean the wound and apply the wound medicine. From the beginning to the end, the Second Prince did not exhale. Occasionally, a muffled groan escaped from the mouth and was quickly swallowed into the throat.

   Zhou Yuan was secretly strange in his heart.

   He often came to the palace and was familiar with several princes. The Second Prince is the direct son of Queen Qiao, and his status is quite different. Queen Qiao treated her son like a precious jewel.

   The treatment the Second Prince was receiving today was very painful, yet the Second Prince endured it all without saying a word. This perseverance and endurance were truly amazing.

A screen was erected in front of the bed, and Empress Qiao, who was standing behind the screen, kept crying, and from time to time she opened her mouth and asked Physician Zhou: “Physician Zhou, how is Ah Jing’s injury? Are there any scar marks? Is there any serious problem? How long will it take to heal? Will there be scars in the future?”

   Zhou Yuan: “…”

  To be an imperial physician in the palace, you must not only have superb medical skills, but also be smooth and patient, and you must serve the nobles well.

   “Returning to the Empress, Your Highness’s injuries are not minor. Fortunately, there are no internal damages or serious injuries. From Wei Chen’s point of view, it is almost enough to stay on the couch for a month.”

   Zhou Yuan kept his subordinates in motion, and he replied fluently: “After the injury is healed, apply Weichen’s special scar-removing ointment every day. It should not leave scars.”

   Empress Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and her tears gradually stopped.

   After half an hour, Zhou Yuan retreated from the screen. Empress Qiao was so anxious that she immediately bypassed the screen and came to the bedside.

   The scars on the second prince were covered by a light and soft quilt. Only a handsome profile face with no blood was revealed.

   Empress Qiao sat on the bed with red eyes and asked, choked with sobbing: “Ah Jing, what did you do wrong today, why did your father get so angry and punished you like this?”

   Several princes were naughty when they were young, and they were beaten by their own fathers a lot. However, since Emperor Yongjia sat on the dragon chair, he was busy fighting around and had little time to look after his sons.

   It was the first time that he beat his sons by himself.

  The Second Prince twitched the corners of his mouth: “It’s not a big deal. My third brother and I both wanted to marry Fourth Miss Lu, and we quarreled in front of Royal Father, and so Father did it.”

  Empress Qiao: “…”

   Empress Qiao’s mind went blank for a moment, and her body shook.

   The maid Cailan by her side hurriedly stretched out her hand to support Empress Qiao: “Niangniang!”

   Empress Qiao grabbed Cai Lan’s arm and let out a deep breath: “Go back.”

With an order from the queen, all the maids and servants withdrew.

   Empress Qiao took another deep breath, gritted her teeth, and asked, ” When you told me before that you like a girl, were you talking about Fourth Miss Lu, Lu Mingyue?”

  The Second Prince turned his face sideways and hummed.

   Uh, what uh!

   Empress Qiao only felt that the blood of her whole body was pouring into her head. She tried her best to hold back, but also revealed her anger: “Why didn’t you discuss this with me? When did you meet Lu Mingyu?”

   “Do you know how reckless and bold Lu Mingyu is? She is neither gentle nor virtuous, she has not read much, and she has amazing strength and acts rudely and recklessly.”

   “How can such a woman be worthy of being your consort?”

“Furthermore, at the palace banquet that day, Li Hao met Lu Mingyu in front of everyone. Everyone was watching. You opened your mouth and asked to marry Lu Mingyu, you…” Empress Qiao’s temples throbbed, and her beautiful and dignified face was a little twisted: “No wonder your Royal Father beat you up!”

   It’s really not wrong at all.

The more Empress Qiao thought about it, the more annoyed she became, and she quickly continued: “Listen to me, this is impossible! Get rid of this idea as soon as possible! You don’t need to worry about the marriage, I will choose a famous and noble girl for you. If you don’t like Meng Yunluo, then marry your cousin Qiao Wan. Or any other girl, in short, that Lu Mingyu, don’t even think about it.”

   Empress Qiao looked excited, but the Second Prince was calm as usual.

   He turned his face sideways and looked at Empress Qiao.

  His calm and deep gaze made Empress Qiao’s boiling blood coagulate.

   “Royal Mother,” the Second Prince was out of breath, his voice was a little erratic, and he slowly got into Empress Qiao’s ears: “It’s my own business to marry a wife and get married, and who to spend a lifetime with.”

   “I fell in love with Fourth Miss Lu. Other women can’t get into my eyes.”

   “The Royal mother likes it, it’s the best. The Royal mother doesn’t like it, even then I want to marry her.”

  Empress Qiao: “…”

   Empress Qiao’s face froze, her eyes full of unbelievable shock.

  The Second Prince continued: “Also, King Xingyang doesn’t want his daughter to marry, he wants to recruit a son-in-law. I want to marry Fourth Miss Lu, so there will be some trouble.”

   “Don’t worry about that mother. At most in two years, I will definitely marry Fourth Miss Lu.”

   Empress Qiao did not speak.

  Because she fainted out of anger.

  …

   Jinren Palace.

   The one who came to heal Li Hao was an imperial physician surnamed Wu.

There were more than ten imperial physicians in the palace, and the one who is best at treating trauma is Physician Zhou Yuan. However, Zhou Yuan was called by Empress Qiao to the Chengqian Palace. When it was Li Hao’s turn, he had to send another imperial doctor.

  The two princes were beaten in the Wenhua Palace, of course, this kind of thing could not be concealed from the people in the harem.

  Su Zhaorong came to Jinren Palace crying after learning of this. Then the crying didn’t stop.

   The Fifth Prince, Li Chang, also came, sitting by his brother’s bed with red eyes, his fat face was full of panic and fear: “Third brother, why did you beat the second brother first?”

  Su Zhaorong choked up: “Is there any need to ask this? It must be the Second Prince who provoked and deliberately angered your brother. Otherwise, how could Ah Hao take the lead!”

  From the name, you can see the difference between closeness and distance.

   Li Hao’s whole body was in severe pain, his face was almost bloodless, and the crying in his ears never stopped.

  Li Hao closed his eyes, opened them with difficulty, and his voice was hoarse: “Mother, fifth brother, you can’t say anything about tonight’s matter. Li Jing was also seriously injured, and the Empress will definitely try to take revenge for it.”

   “I’ll be recovering in the palace for at least a month. Besides, I won’t be able to leave the palace until the royal father calms down. In the next few days, you must be careful not to anger the queen.”

  Li Chang wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves and opened his mouth to respond.

  Su Zhaorong’s eyes were swollen from crying, and her soft voice was a little hoarse: “Ah Hao, tell me the truth. Why did you and the second prince fight? Why was your father so angry?”

   “Is it because of Lu Mingyu?”