King Yinghui then shouted anxiously to his personal bodyguard,

"Hurry and send the imperial doctor over."

The personal guard looked embarrassed. At this time, the imperial doctor was summoned, and even the former imperial doctor Chen was nowhere to be seen.

Concubine Yan still couldn't support herself while standing, so she was supported by King Yinghui and Grandma Yan and slowly sat down on the ground, leaning on Grandma Yan's arms.

The courtiers looked at each other in shock. How come... Concubine Yan was suddenly stabbed?

Could it be that Concubine Yan was eager to protect her son? But King Yinghui was not Concubine Yan’s biological son.

The ministers were still a little confused. King Yinghui was also very capable. If Concubine Yan hadn't been so eager to protect her son, perhaps she wouldn't have been stabbed.

Even the queen and princes were surprised, as if no one expected that things would turn out like this.

At this time, the prince who was kicked and lying not far away looked at the anxious expression of King Yinghui and Concubine Yan who had fallen to the ground, and laughed loudly,

"King Yinghui, you also have a taste of losing a loved one."

King Yinghui glanced at the prince in the distance with sinister eyes, wishing he could go up and cut him to pieces.

At this time, Sun Guogong came out and bowed to the superior Ye Lijue.

"Prince Regent, Concubine Yan was stabbed by the prince. She should be punished for the crime of murder. But now Concubine Yan is seriously injured. The imperial doctor should be called in for treatment as soon as possible."

King Yinghui also regained some sense, looked up at the regent in the high position, and said in an urgent voice,

"Please Ninth Brother, please ask the guards to go and ask the imperial doctor to come. Concubine Yan is seriously injured. We will discuss other matters later."

Some ministers have already stood up to plead for mercy. Concubine Yan's reputation for kindness and kindness is still good among the harem and the ministers. Now that someone has been stabbed, no matter what, the imperial doctor should come for treatment.

Ye Lijue glanced at King Yinghui coldly, and then her cold gaze stayed on Sun Guogong for a moment longer, making Sun Guogong feel a chill down his spine.

Mu Fengyan tugged Ye Lijue's sleeve lightly and nodded.

Concubine Yan's situation, Mu Fengyan saw clearly, was at the point where there was no way to save her. Even if the imperial doctor came, there was nothing she could do. Now facing so many courtiers, if someone didn't ask the imperial doctor to come, Ye Li would

It is undeserved for Jue to have the reputation of being cold and cruel without caring about the seriously injured concubine.

Ye Lijue nodded slightly and told Qing Feng,

"Go find a doctor."

Qing Feng took the order and headed towards the Tai Hospital.

The courtiers felt relieved when they saw that the regent had ordered the guards to call for the imperial doctor, but they couldn't bear to watch Concubine Yan suffer here.

Concubine Yan seemed to feel that she was about to die, and the blood from the corner of her mouth was constantly gushing out. Her eyes were fixed on King Yinghui, her eyes were reddish, and she held his hands tightly, as if she was reluctant to let go.

Then he slowly handed the bright yellow scroll in his hand to his hand, with a very low voice and some difficulty.

"Your Majesty, it belongs to you, and that position also belongs to you."

King Yinghui heard this clearly, holding the bright yellow scroll in his hand tightly, his voice choked with sobs, "Mother Concubine."

Concubine Yan looked at King Yinghui with a smile. This smile was the tenderness and kindness of a mother looking at her child. She continued softly,

"Your Majesty, my concubine can no longer accompany you, nor can I watch you sit in that position with my own eyes. My concubine believes that your prince will be extremely powerful when sitting in that position. If my concubine sees it in the sky, she will definitely be happy for you."

King Yinghui choked up again and said, "Concubine, please stop talking. The imperial doctor will be here soon. Concubine will be fine."

King Yinghui looked at Concubine Yan's red eyes, and tears fell instantly.

Concubine Yan's words fell on the two people in high positions word for word.

Mu Fengyan rolled her eyes inwardly. This person was about to die, and she still thought about her prince sitting on the throne.

Concubine Yan may have only one purpose in life, to try her best to help King Yinghui to the throne.

Mu Fengyan turned her eyes and glanced at the bright yellow dragon chair beside her. How could this dragon chair be so attractive?

All of them are flocking to it like ducks, even if they kill each other. Looking at the inevitable victory in the eyes of the third and fourth princes below, it can only be said that the people on the dragon chair are not sure for a day, and the chaos will not stop.

While His Highness was worrying about Concubine Yan, Qing Feng hurried over with an imperial doctor.

Qingfeng was also helpless. He originally wanted the imperial doctor to come with him, but the imperial doctor refused to go with him.

There is a war going on outside and your life will be at risk if you go out.

Qing Feng couldn't find any other imperial doctor, so he could only pick up his back collar and go straight to the main hall.

After entering the main hall, the person was released.

When King Yinghui saw the imperial physician coming, he hurriedly shouted, "The imperial physician, come here quickly."

The imperial doctor felt a little relieved when he saw that the main hall was filled with ministers and that the fighting outside had subsided.

First, he knelt down and bowed to the Prince Regent who was sitting on the high seat. When the Prince nodded lightly, he then walked to King Yinghui's side.

When he got closer, he saw Concubine Yan's injuries. His eyes were shocked, and then he shook his head. The sword had penetrated her body. Concubine Yan was old and she might not be able to survive it.

Seeing his expression, King Yinghui spoke urgently,

"Quickly diagnose and treat my concubine. If you can't be cured, I will take your head."

The imperial doctor hurriedly knelt down,

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry that I can't do anything. Concubine Yan's injuries are too serious. I don't need to check her pulse to know that her condition is critical."

The imperial doctor then whispered to Concubine Yan, who had closed her eyes due to pain,

"Taifei Yan, if you have anything to say, please explain it to the prince as soon as possible. There is not much time left for you. If you don't say it, I'm afraid it will be too late."

After the imperial doctor finished speaking, the blood from the corner of Yan Taifei's mouth flowed faster.

King Yinghui raised his eyes and looked at the imperial doctor angrily. If the timing hadn't been wrong, he really wanted to kill him with a sword.

Mu Fengyan suppressed her laughter. Where did Qing Feng find this imperial doctor? Are you sure he didn't come here to piss off Concubine Yan to death?

Concubine Yan tried her best to open her eyes, and held the hands of King Yinghui tightly. Finally, her eyes fell on the bright yellow scroll for a long time, and then she slowly closed her eyes, and the hands that were holding King Yinghui fell to the ground.

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"Mother concubine, mother concubine." The extremely sad cry of King Yinghui sounded in the hall.

When the other ministers saw this, they knew that Concubine Yan was gone, and they all knelt down.

Only the prince lying there laughed and laughed, not hiding the joy in his eyes.

When King Yinghui heard his laughter, his scarlet eyes were filled with anger. Then he slowly stood up and tried to walk in front of the prince, but ended up killing him.
Chapter completed!