Xuanyuan Yonghao reached out to grasp her hand and discovered a sticky sensation.
Upon examining, two deep wounds embedded in the flesh of her hand, blood still steadily oozing out.
He furrowed his brows.
"Injured?"
Su Yan, having exhausted all her strength, appeared utterly listless.
Her eyes drooping low.
Seeing her in such a state of weakness, his brows furrowed even tighter.
His words carried a hint of gloom,
"Summon the Imperial Physician."
The Maid, upon hearing this, believing His Highness was finally concerned about their Princess, persisted relentlessly,
"Your Highness! Such a demoness must be executed!"
"Bring someone here!"
"Present!"
The Imperial Guard knelt en masse, awaiting orders.
Xuanyuan Yonghao cast a glance at the maid and her mistress on the ground,
"Creating chaos in the palace, execute on the spot."
Having spoken, he bent over to pick up Su Yan and made his way to the Imperial Study Room.
At these words, the Maid froze, incredulous.
