An Eight-year-old Princess

Chapter 137 Mysteries and Injuries (Part Two)

Envoys from both countries were in the Imperial City. Yun Shang knew their purpose, so she kept away

from them for days by staying in Qingxin Palace. And Qingsu never sent her another invitation. Qian

Yin told Yun Shang that Qingsu had been excitedly waiting at the Palace gate, but when Mister Wang

came to him, his face darkened. Yun Shang could not help but laugh. But she sneered secretly. These

days, she had been wondering what Qingsu was up to. Ning Qian and her companions, who had been

watching the Princess Palace, found that Qingsu had not only sent his men to see Hua Jing, but he had

also been there twice and reassured Hua Jing that when the matter had settled a little, he would ask

Emperor Ning for permission to marry her.

Yun Shang narrowed her eyes and thought, 'Is he trying to seduce me while he pacifies Hua Jing?

Prince Jing's outing probably has something to do with him, too. Otherwise, it would not have been so

coincidental that Prince Jing left the Imperial City just as I received his invitation. He's a calculating

guy.'

"It's time to light the oil lamps, Your Highness. Let me help you freshen up and get you ready for bed."

Qin Yi said as she walked in. She smiled as she took the pearl pin from Yun Shang's head.

Yun Shang nodded and went into the bathroom. 'It's been seven days. Seven days have passed since

Prince Jing left the Imperial City. What on earth happened to him? Jinyan said he would out three to

five days, and now, he has not returned after seven days. Things seem a bit tricky.'

Yun Shang thought about the situation in the Imperial City as she soaked in the bathtub. Qingsu was

very restless. He had secretly visited a number of courtiers, of whom Prince Shun Qing's son Ning Ye,

most attracted Yun Shang's attention. Yun Shang remembered that Ning Qian and Prince Jing had

been suspicious of Ning Ye, but they had found nothing except that Ning Ye had hidden his knowledge

of Kung Fu. Prince Shun Qing had no power now. But Qingsu had met with his son three times in

private. This was really worth thinking about.

The seventh Prince of the State of Xia didn't act. He stayed in the post-house every day. No one visited

him except the physician, and no one saw him leave.

As for the Grand Councilor's Mansion... Yun Shang frowned at the thought. After returning to the

Palace that day, the Empress remained in Qiwu Palace. She even got rid of the daily greetings from the

concubines, although Emperor Ning did not order her to do so. And Hua Jing had been resting at the

Princess Palace. These things happened, but at the Grand Councilor's Mansion there seemed to be no

unusual activity. It was as though they had nothing to do with these events.

With a frown Yun Shang got up, dried herself, put on her tunic, and went out of the bathroom. Qin Yi

quickly got a white towel. She wrapped the Princess's wet hair, and began drying it carefully.

At this moment, the window was smashed open and a red figure came in. Yun Shang was startled. She

pulled Qin Yi out of the way, and looked coldly at the red figure. When the man looked up, she realized

it was Jinhuan.

Yun Shang frowned, and said with some displeasure, "Mister Wang, this is the Imperial Palace and this

is my bedroom. It's not a place you can come at will."

Jinhuan seemed to be in a hurry. He panted for a moment before answering, "Your Highness, His

Highness has been injured."

Yun Shang paused knowing that Jinhuan was talking about Prince Jing. She frowned as a feeling of

uneasiness grew in her heart. She hastily asked, "What happened?"

"His Highness went out of the Imperial City some days ago. He had said he would be back in no later

than five days. But five days passed and he did not return. I was worried and went to look for him. As

soon as I left the Imperial City, I saw that he was being escorted back by guards. He was badly injured,

and is still in a coma, " Jinhuan replied, still a little breathless from the effort of getting through the

Palace guards.

Yun Shang was startled. She knew how powerful Prince Jing's Kung Fu was. Then who could have

hurt him so badly? After Qin Yi fetched Yun Shang's coat and draped it over her shoulder, the Princess

left the Palace with Jinhuan. She headed straight to Prince Jing's Mansion.

After arriving at Prince Jing's Mansion, Jinhuan took Yun Shang to Prince Jing's room. Several people

stood in the room including the chamberlain of the mansion, Wang Shunlai, and someone whom Yun

Shang had never seen.

"How is His Highness?" Jinhuan asked in haste as he entered the room.

"The physician has examined his wound and said that although it looks a little serious, no vital parts

were hurt. So he should be fine." Wang Shunlai answered after a few minutes. Then he looked at Yun

Shang before continuing, "But since his wound wasn't treated on time, it is inflamed, and he is likely to

have a fever later."

Yun Shang approached the bed and tried to lift the quilt to look at Prince Jing's wound, but a man

stopped her. She looked up and saw a grave young man frowning at her. Jinhuan hastened to stop

him, "Leng Jun, she is Princess Yun Shang, His Highness's fiancee. Don't be rude."

The young man froze for an instant, and understanding flashed in his eyes. He moved away. Then Yun

Shang lifted the quilt and saw Prince Jing's belly was packed with gauze. Yun Shang knitted her brows

and thought the position of his injury was very dangerous.

Looking at Yun Shang's face, Jinhuan coughed, "The news of His Highness's accident cannot be

leaked to avoid problems. We should give the matter further thought after His Highness wakes up. Let's

go to the study now and discuss it. In the days of His Highness's absence, a lot of people have tried to

make trouble. We need to talk about what we should do now." After that, he turned to Yun Shang and

said, "Men are not good at taking care of people, and there is no servant girl in Prince Jing's Mansion.

Your Highness, now that you are engaged to Prince Jing, it is improper to ask others to look after him.

So, please, take care of Prince Jing, Your Highness. In case you need anything, there will be

attendants outside. Give them your order."

Yun Shang raised a brow without saying anything. Wang Jinhuan took her silence as her consent and

led the others out of the room.

Sitting by the bedside, Yun Shang looked at the man lying on the bed. His face was flushed and his

brows furrowed from the pain and fever. Having never seen Prince Jing like this, Yun Shang sighed

silently, 'It's hard to get used to such a weak Prince Jing.'

Then she reached out and touched his forehead. Then she felt her own. She found that he was indeed

feverish. Sighing, she went to the door and saw two attendants waiting. She told them, "Go and fetch

me some hot water." Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

The attendants nodded, and a moment later, a basin of hot water was brought in. Yun Shang wrung the

water from the towel, and placed it on Prince Jing's forehead. Each time the towel got cold, she

changed it. After half a night's work, his fever had subsided. Yun Shang was relieved and fell asleep on

the edge of the bed.

Early the next morning, the man woke. His eyes lit up when he saw the girl by his side. Seeing that she

did not seem to be comfortable, he frowned and tried to sit up. But his movement aggravated the

wound on his belly and he fell on the bed.

The girl was awakened. As soon as Yun Shang opened her eyes, she saw Prince Jing holding his

wound and frowning. Then she remembered what had happened the night before. She jumped to her

feet and asked, "What's wrong? Did you tear the wound? I'll call the physician." Having said these

words, she turned to walk toward the door.

Prince Jing caught her hand. Yun Shang stopped and turned to look at the man on the bed.

Prince Jing shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Why are you here? Did you take care of me all night?"

Prince Jing was surprised to find his voice so hoarse.

Yun Shang sat down again and tried to pull her hand away, but she failed. Puzzled, she gave up in

view of Prince Jing's wound. "Mister Wang broke into my bedroom yesterday and told me you had been

injured, so I came here to see you. How are you feeling? Does the wound still hurt?"

Prince Jing nodded and said, "The guest room is next door. You don't seem to have rested well. Go

and sleep over there."

"I'm not sleepy. Where have you been all these days? How did you get hurt?" Yun Shang tucked Prince

Jing in bed. Prince Jing paused for a second, his eyes shining with a strange expression.

"Someone lured me out of the Imperial City. I had a small group of people hiding in a nearby city, but

somehow they were discovered, and exterminated a few days ago. But when I went to investigate, I

was trapped." Prince Jing sighed, "I was negligent."

"When you left the Imperial City, Qingsu sent me an invitation to be his guide during a tour of the

Imperial City. So, does this have anything to do with him?"

"Oh?" A hint of danger flashed through Prince Jing's eyes, and he said coldly, "Whether he did it or not,

he must know something. Perhaps he feels too comfortable in the Imperial City. Soon, he'll have

trouble even in taking care of himself. Then, I'll see how he schemes against others..."