Chapter 669 The Sincere Condolences

Immediately, a servant came running over and said politely, "Princess, what are your orders?"

"Is that pig shit shit gone?"

The little servant's mind was knotted for a moment, shit, shit, what do you mean?

She raised her eyelids slightly, only to see Qian Duoduo's hand pointing in the direction of Siyu Pavilion, and her beautiful willow eyebrows were tightly knit together.

It was only then that I realized in an instant that Shi Shi Shi meant Sisi's death.

"Princess Qi, the imperial physician just came to see Miss Zhu's forehead was cut, but fortunately there is no danger of her life. The prince is staying with Miss Zhu in Siyu Pavilion."

The little maid told the truth.

But he sighed slightly in his heart.

Don't look at the princess blowing his beard and staring at the prince every day, like two natural enemies.

But when she heard that the other woman whom the prince loves so much is still by her side all night, the princess must feel bad.

"Come on, since we are not dead, as half of the heirs to the Three Princes' Mansion, we have to go over and express our most sincere condolences."

As she said that, she asked the little maid to dig out a straw mat and a piece of white cloth, then dressed fancy and twisted her waist and went to Siyu Pavilion.

——Duoer dividing line——

"My lord, Miss Zhu is fine, just some skin trauma, but because it is summer, if the wound is not treated properly, it will leave scars."

The imperial doctor personally applied the medicine to Zhu Sisi, checked her thoroughly from beginning to end, and only opened his mouth tremblingly after confirming that her life was not in danger.

Ever since they were dragged into the palace, the elongated face of the third prince was three points more terrifying than the cold face of Hades.

Although she was silent all the time, she poked out the eyes of the imperial doctor, warning them all the time, if Zhu Sisi had any accidents, they would come to see her first.

It seems that in the heart of the third prince, Miss Zhu still occupies a very important position!

"Understood, you go down."

Hearing this, Long Yutian took a deep breath of relief, and his stiff face relaxed a little.

The few imperial doctors turned around and left with the medicine box in hand, as if they had received a medical order.

I'm afraid I'm going to be a step too late, this volatile prince doesn't know how to torment him yet.

But before he took half a step out of the door, Long Yutian's voice still floated over from behind: "None of you are allowed to leave tonight, and you will live in the palace. If Sisi feels uncomfortable, you can come and take care of her at any time."

Several imperial physicians glanced at each other, wiped away their tears, and followed the attendants to the room specially arranged for them.

Not long after the imperial doctor left, Zhu Sisi drank the medicine and slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing Long Yutian sitting beside him, his face was haggard and worried.

Her eye sockets immediately turned red.

"Yu—"

Zhu Sisi's voice was crisp and boneless, full of coquettish grievances.

As soon as Long Yutian heard Zhu Sisi's voice, he immediately recovered and stretched out his hand to help her up.

"Sisi, are you awake? What's wrong, tell me?"

"It's nothing, it's just that my head still hurts, and I'm dizzy, and my chest feels uncomfortable. Yu, can you stay with me for a while? Don't leave me alone again."

Zhu Sisi rubbed her forehead, narrowed her eyes and let out a weak gasp.

Her voice was extremely mournful, as if she had endured incomparable grievances.

The pear blossoms are raining, and they look extremely weak.

It made Long Yutian feel distressed for a while, and couldn't bear to refuse.

"I am here to accompany you, and I am not going anywhere."