Nan Yan couldn't speak at all.

She just stared at Li Bushu's blood-filled hand. At this moment, the blood was dripping down along the tip of the knife, and several bright red flowers had bloomed on the ground.

She couldn't speak.

Ye Zheng and the others were still scared when they came up, especially Jian Ruocheng. Although he was a court official, he could not immediately rush into the concubine's room, so he did not understand what had just happened.

But he saw Li Bushu's hand at a glance.

He took a deep breath and said, "No hurt, please let it go."

“…”

Li Bushang didn't speak.

Those hands seemed to be hurting, and they still held the blade tightly.

Ye Zheng also said, "Li is not hurt, please let go."

“…”

"Otherwise your hands will be ruined!"

“…”

Li Bushu still said nothing, his eyes only stared at Nan Yan.

At this time, Zhu Feng also walked up.

He frowned and looked at Li Bushu's hand. For some reason, although the danger had been lifted, the expression on his face did not seem relaxed.

On the contrary, it is a little more solemn than just now.

He said, "Li is not hurt, let go."

As soon as his heavy voice sounded, Nan Yan seemed to have suddenly come back to his senses. He looked at Li Bushen's firm, unwavering eyes again. She took a deep breath and said, "I, I'm fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "clang" sound.

The knife fell to the ground.

Li Bushu's hands finally let go, and as soon as he let go, he saw the deep knife inside, blood and blood blurred. Zhu Feng frowned and immediately said, "Ye Zheng, ask the imperial physician to the imperial study!"

After all, Jianfu Palace is the residence of the palace concubine, and Du Jieyu was still lying on the bed, so everyone was unable to stay for a long time, so they followed Zhu Feng to the imperial study room.

During this period, no one cared about Du Jieyu sleeping behind the curtain.

When he arrived at the imperial study room, Doctor Chen also arrived. He pulled Li Bushang aside and treated his wounds.

Zhu Feng sat down and ordered Jian Ruocheng and Ye Zheng to deal with today's affairs.

As soon as Nan Yan heard this, just as he wanted to say something, Zhu Feng said again: "That palace maid will let her be buried as soon as possible."

“…”

"Don't let too many people know about this."

Ye Zheng and Jian Ruocheng immediately said: "Yes!"

After saying that, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, when they saw Li Yun's body being dragged out, both of them thought at the same time that they were afraid that the palace maid would have no bones. After all, the crime of plotting against the assassination of the emperor and spreading epidemics in the palace was enough to kill the nine clans.

However, Zhu Feng asked them to bury her.

Obviously, his mentality has changed a little compared to his past violence and previous anger.

The two walked out.

At this time, Li Bushang's wound was treated and Dr. Chen also left.

Nan Yan walked up to him, held his hands wrapped in gauze layer by layer, and whispered: "Does it still hurt?"

Li Bushu shook his head quickly, his little face turned pale in pain, but he said, "Are you okay?"

Nanyan was so sad that she couldn't speak.

When Zhu Feng saw this scene, he felt his breath sink for a moment. He suddenly said, "Little devil, come here."

Li Bushu looked back at him, thought for a while, and walked in front of him.

Zhu Feng looked down at his hand and said, "This time, you're doing a good job."

“…”
Chapter completed!