The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

With Xiao Ruiyuan's comfort, Mo Yan temporarily put aside her worries and followed him down the mountain with the five beasts, and went to the Phoenix Mountain Palace together.

Everything that happened in the Beast Forest had already reached the ears of Emperor Hui'an in the palace by the guards, and soon spread throughout the paddock.

The ministers of the aristocratic families were anxiously waiting in the palace hall, because among the people who were besieged by the wild beasts in the wild beast forest, their sons were also among them. At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was dull and depressing. Emperor Hui'an was sitting on the dragon chair, his face gloomy as if he was about to drip.

The accompanying imperial doctors waited in front of the palace tremblingly, trying to reduce their presence as much as possible, lest they accidentally angered Sheng Yan and lose their lives in vain.

Due to lack of manpower, the ghost doctor who originally only nursed Chu Heng back to health was called over to wait for orders. He stared absently at the door, unknowingly thinking that he was worried about King Heng and others who were being attacked by a group of beasts. In fact, Except for Xiao Ruiyuan, he doesn't care about the life and death of others at all.

Yan Junyu was also there, clutching the jade bone fan tightly, his expression solemn, no longer carefree as usual. In addition to worrying about Xiao Ruiyuan, he was also worried about Mo Yan who suddenly broke into the paddock to save people.

Not long after, the guards carried Prince Heng and others quickly into the main hall. Emperor Hui'an gave an order, and several imperial doctors hurriedly gathered around with medicine boxes and looked at the noble princes and princes such as Heng Wang and Qi Wang first.

As for the injured guards, they were not qualified to be carried in here, and the two young men from aristocratic families who unfortunately died were absolutely afraid to be carried in, lest they bump into Emperor Hui'an.

Seeing that Xiao Ruiyuan was not among the people being carried in, Yan Junyu and the ghost doctor immediately let go of their worries that had been hanging around for a long time. One of them shook the fan again, and the other grabbed the wrist of the nearest thirteenth prince and began to feel for his pulse.

After checking one by one and confirming that these distinguished princes and princes and the sons of ministers from aristocratic families had only suffered moderate injuries and were not in danger of life, not only the imperial doctor and ministers of aristocratic families heaved a sigh of relief, but also the ministers who had not spoken a word. Emperor Hui'an's complexion also improved a lot.

Emperor Hui'an's face turned extremely ugly when he thought that several of his sons had gone out fine, only to be carried back, and that several of them had their hamstrings bitten off by wild beasts. It was not known whether they would be able to stand up again.

What was even more difficult for Emperor Hui'an to accept was that King Heng, who had high hopes for him, not only suffered serious injuries to his right leg and right hand, which could not be healed in a short time, but also the scratch on his face was more serious than it looked on the surface, even if the wound healed , it will also leave unsightly scars, even using the most effective scar removal cream in the palace is useless.

With the help of the young eunuch, King Heng struggled to stand up, with a warm smile on his face, and comforted the ugly-faced Emperor Hui'an: "Father, I am very lucky to be able to save my life this time. My son is a man, so what does it matter if he loses his appearance? If the father is sad and worried about his son and hurts his body, it is the son's fault. I hope my father can forgive me."

Seeing his handsome son turn into what he is now, and hearing his words again, Emperor Hui'an's face became even more ugly. He patted King Heng on the shoulder and comforted him in a deep voice: "Ye'er, you are recovering from your injuries. After returning to the palace, my father will issue an order to find a good doctor for you and cure your face."

"Thank you, my dear father!" King Heng smiled slightly, as if he really didn't care about the loss of his appearance, but his eyes showed just the right amount of pain.

This pretending to be strong was noticed by Emperor Hui'an. A rare look of distress appeared on his majestic face: "I and Ye'er are father and son. Ye'er doesn't need to thank me, and he must not think too much about his wounds." Useless."