bookrandom Chapter 315 If he had the chance to do it all over again, could he choose a different path?
Chapter 315 If he had the chance to do it all over again, could he choose a different path?
South of the city, Zhen Mansion.
The eldest princess sat in the pavilion outside the side courtyard, watching the servants carrying basin after basin of blood to pour out. Her face became more and more ugly, and the uneasiness on her face became more and more serious.
At this time, Zhang Qiong walked out of the room filled with blood. Zhao Ming immediately stepped forward, and the hem of her bright yellow brocade peony skirt slid across the clean bluestone slabs without a speck of dust on it.
"Doctor, how is Mr. Yi?"
Zhang Qiong's expression was solemn as she shook her head. "Princess, Mr. Yi is seriously injured. His internal organs are shattered. I'm afraid there's no way he can be saved."
Zhao Ming's face turned pale, and fear filled his eyes. "Is there no other way?"
Zhang Qiong shook her head, and then her expression changed, as if she had thought of something. "Princess, if we can find Lady He who is by the prince's side, there might be a glimmer of hope."
Hearing this, Zhao Ming's face suddenly turned furious, and he coldly rebuked, "You are a royal physician with a great reputation, are you not even as good as a quack doctor?"
"If you can't cure someone, you think of looking for someone else, and a woman at that! Zhang Qiong, is this how you act as a royal physician?"
Zhang Qiong's face showed a hint of embarrassment and fear. "Princess, please forgive me."
"However, there are always people who are better than you. Mr. Yi's injury is beyond the reach of the entire Imperial Hospital."
"I mentioned Madam He only because she has some rare medicines that are not available on the market. If those herbs were combined with her unique secret technique, the Thirteen Ghost Hand Needles, perhaps she could save Mr. Yi's life."
"You're all trash! You're all trash! You're not even as good as a woman. Why does the palace keep you around?!"
Zhaoming swung his sleeves violently, and all the servants were frightened by his anger and fell to their knees.
Seeing this, Liu Xi quietly waved his hand and sent all the servants out of the yard.
In the end, Zhaoming was the only one left outside the huge courtyard.
She hesitated for a long time until she heard a weak cough from inside, then she stepped in.
There were bright red bloodstains under the bed, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of blood. The odor was so overpowering that she couldn't help but cover her nose and frown.
"Cough cough cough..."
The weak cough sounded again, making her ignore the smell and any discomfort.
"Yi Zong..." She walked to the bedside and looked at the pale face of the man on the bed, and her heart moved slightly.
The drowsy Yi Zong heard the familiar voice and opened his tired eyes.
"The eldest princess..."
Zhaoming's heart tightened. This was the first time she heard Yi Zong's voice so weak, so light, as if it would disappear in the next second.
"You, stop talking and save your energy. I will definitely find someone to heal you!"
Yi Zong entered the palace as an imperial guard at the age of 22. At that time, he had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was handsome and heroic, with the confidence and sharpness of a young man who had achieved success.
On the first day he entered the palace, he saw the stunningly beautiful Concubine Ming, and from then on, he fell in love with her for the rest of his life.
From then on, his high spirits and youthful charm were all gone on that day.
He tried every possible means and eventually became Ming Fei's palace guard, doing everything he could for her in secret, even things that he himself felt ashamed of.
But even if he gave everything, she never looked him in the eye.
"Princess, I know my own body well. You don't have to worry about it."
Zhaoming looked at him. His face was pale, as if all the blood had been drained out.
She thought about the first time she met him.
Yi Zong had achieved the third-grade great success at a young age. Therefore, after going through layers of selection, he was able to enter the Beidi Palace and became a small commander of the imperial guards.
At that time, he was still a young hero full of vigor and vitality, but now, there was only vicissitudes and sadness between his brows.
"Princess, there are some things I'm worried that if I don't say them now, I won't have the chance again."
"Five years ago, I was the one who orchestrated the assassination attempt at the imperial palace. It was all to provoke the emperor into exiling me from the capital."
Only in this way can he follow you without any worries.
"But I didn't expect Aunt Xiumei to be implicated and lose her life..."
Zhao Ming lowered his eyes and sat down beside his bed. "I know, I have always known..."
She knew about Xiumei's death a long time ago, but she never blamed him.
Because when Yi Zong appeared again on her way back to China, she knew his purpose.
"Yi Zong, why do you have to..."
"Princess, ever since I first saw you ten years ago, I knew that Yi Zong's life was yours!"
"This seems like a predetermined fate. I know this is where my ending will be, but I still go forward without hesitation..."
Zhaoming turned his head away, with an expression of pity and pain on his face.
"A Zhao, I want to know, that night when you were drunk, was it me or him you saw?"
After hearing this, Zhaoming's expression changed again, and his eyes were filled with guilt and fear of facing the situation.
"I'll go find that woman to save you!"
She did not answer him directly, but perhaps, no answer was the best answer.
Yi Zong held her back, but his last hope was shattered as she turned around.
"No need. If you go, the crime of assassinating Prince Li will be confirmed."
Zhaoming hesitated for a while, but finally sat back down.
He was right. If that woman was asked to treat Yi Zong at this time, her identity as the Biluoyuan killer would be self-evident.
"He actually used such a heavy hand!"
Yi Zong was silent. In fact, if it was only Baili Moqing alone, he would not have been injured so seriously. It was mainly because he and Shen Chuan attacked at the same time that dealt him a fatal blow.
"I'm sorry for you. I didn't expect Chuan'er to take action. Otherwise, you wouldn't..."
Yi Zong's pale face revealed a wry smile. "It's alright. It's fate. I accept it."
"Yi Zong is only worried that after I leave, you won't have any capable people around you..."
"Princess, can you promise me something?"
Zhao Ming's eyes showed pain and struggle, and he whispered, "You say."
"After I leave, don't target King Dongli anymore. You can't defeat him."
After hearing this, she clenched her fists, her face changing from gloomy to bright, "He's my nephew, I naturally won't confront him..."
But Yi Zong seemed to have seen through her thoughts and added, "Don't target the woman beside the prince anymore..."
Her face suddenly showed cruelty and disbelief, "She hurt you like this, and you still want to speak for her?"
"Princess, it's not her fault that I'm like this..."
"How could it not be her fault?!" Zhao Ming stood up from the bedside, his emotions becoming extremely agitated. "If it weren't for her, how could the relationship between Mo Qing and I continue to deteriorate to this point?"
"If she hadn't appeared, how could Mo Qing be so disrespectful to me again and again? And why would I let you test him?"
"She is the root of everything!"
Yi Zong knew that she just wanted to find a "culprit" for this result. The other two people had special identities, and the only one who could let her vent her anger was that woman.
"Princess, I am just a nobody. No matter who is the root of all this, it is not worth you doing anything for me."
……
Zhaoming stood there, the sinister and cruel look on her face showed that she would not listen to Yi Zong and let Shu He go.
Yi Zong reached out and tried to pull her, but his raised hand was already very heavy, so heavy that he could no longer support it.
The bright yellow figure in front of him suddenly turned into a stunning woman in lavender.
That was how she looked when he first met her. At that time, she was not like she is now. She was still very kind and beautiful, like a noble peony. Even among thousands of flowers, she was the most dazzling one.
If he could do it all over again, would he choose a different path?
She turned her head, as if smiling at him, and reached out to him...
At this moment, he knew that even if he had to do it again, his choice would still be the same.
He closed his eyes, with a look on his lips that was not sure whether it was a smile or bitterness.