Chapter 156 Barbed Arrow

Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "There are no other injuries. The most serious injury to the prince is this arrow wound. The arrow is too deep and must be treated as soon as possible."

His voice also trembled with fear.

Ye Wanqing carefully pulled Chu Anlan's clothes up, but she didn't dare to touch him, let alone the arrow that caused him to bleed profusely.

She clenched her hands into fists and stared at the arrow wound with a frown: "Why is the wound... bleeding non-stop?"

Mo Yan was stunned.

Ye Wanqing had a hunch that something was wrong.

She looked back and saw that there were only three assassins left on the field.

She said hoarsely: "Hua Yao, leave him alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining assassins surrendered.

Ye Wanqing was surprised.

Suddenly, Hua Yao whispered, "Princess, be careful!"

Before Ye Wanqing could react, she was pinned down by someone, and along with her was Chu Anlan, who was in a coma.

Looking through the gap, I saw the black-clad assassin struggling to pick up the body of the dead assassin, running to a farther place, and tightening his palm.

Amidst the dull explosion, the assassin turned into a ball of blood mist, which fell onto the grass and trees along with the heavy rain and merged into the mud and water.

A disgusting and strange smell floated in the wind and rain.

Ye Wanqing couldn't bear it any longer and fell to the side and began to retch.

Considering the differences between men and women and the hierarchy, the attendants could only stand aside and did not even dare to pat her on the back.

Ye Wanqing dry-heaved until her ears were buzzing, her heart and stomach were twitching with pain, and her eye sockets and nasal cavity were sore for a while before she felt a little better.

She forced herself to ignore the blood and flesh that fell into the mud and water, and managed to cheer herself up: "Send the prince down the mountain, leave immediately."

Hua Yao asked worriedly, "Can the princess still walk?"

Ye Wanqing shook her head and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry about me, take good care of the prince and don't touch his wound."

Hua Yao nodded.

Several attendants immediately stepped forward to carefully check Chu Anlan's condition and discussed how to lift him without touching his wound.

After a moment, Hua Yao turned around and said, "Princess, there is something wrong with the arrow in the prince's body. There are grooves on the arrowhead and the arrow shaft."

Ye Wanqing squatted down to check again.

Hua Yao stroked the arrow shaft and said, "Princess, look, the shaft of this arrow is made of birch, which is as hard as iron. There are spiral grooves on the shaft. If I am right, the arrow shot into the prince's body should be a barbed arrow. It cannot be pulled out, but can only be pushed inwards and taken out from the other side..."

Ye Wanqing's eyes turned dark after hearing this.

She had been learning horseback archery with her father for so long, so naturally she had heard of the iron birch tree and even more so the barbed arrow.

The iron birch is as hard as iron and can be made into a weapon to take lives, or it can be made into a shield to protect lives.

During the wars of the previous dynasties, iron birch trees were cut down in large numbers to make weapons, shields, chariots and ships. In the Western Wei Dynasty, iron birch trees could not be cut down at will and became extremely precious.

Except for famous families, ordinary people have no access to this kind of wood.

Ye Wanqing picked up an arrow from the blood and handed it to Hua Yao: "Is this arrow also made of iron birch?"

Hua Yao took it and shook his head, saying, "This is an arrow shaft made of ordinary hard bamboo."

Moreover, there are no grooves on the arrow shaft or arrowhead.

Only one of the hardest and most vicious arrows was used on Chu Anlan.

But Ye Wanqing still knew about this arrow.

In his previous life, in the weapons room in the partition of Lu Jilian's study, there was a Tuo wood bow and three iron birch arrows hanging.

Lu Jilian!
He was openly threatening her.

Ye Wanqing closed her eyes and opened them again with difficulty.

God, it's gray.

The pouring rain made her eyes dark and dim.

She picked up the bow and arrow from the ground and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go down the mountain first." The guards and attendants gathered around, carefully lifted Chu Anlan up, and walked slowly along the mountain path.

Before reaching the pavilion, a voice came from the rain and fog: "The princess is there!"

Ye Wanqing raised her eyes.

In the heavy rain, Ye Chenting, dressed in a pine green brocade robe, holding an oil-paper umbrella, came towards her with a group of guards.

When he first saw her, Ye Chenting's expression changed: "Qing'er!"

The guard immediately rushed forward, holding a rack he had gotten from somewhere.

Chu Anlan was put on the shelf.

The guard held an oil-paper umbrella over him to shield him from some of the rain, and the young imperial physician hurried over carrying a medicine box.

After just one look, the imperial physician raised his head and said, "The prince is bleeding profusely and is seriously injured."

Ye Chenting held up an umbrella and ordered, “Carry the person to the pavilion first.”

After saying that, he quickly walked to Ye Wanqing's side and held the umbrella for his sister: "Are you hurt?"

Ye Wanqing's legs went weak and she was about to fall.

Ye Chenting held an umbrella in one hand and helped Ye Wanqing into the pavilion with the other hand, letting her sit on the stone bench and lean on his arms: "It's okay, my second brother is here."

Ye Wanqing's eyes turned red, and for the first time she showed her vulnerability in front of her second brother: "He is seriously injured..."

On the ground, the imperial physician was urgently trying to stop the bleeding of Chu Anlan, who was lying flat on the ground.

Ye Wanqing said hoarsely: "It's useless. This arrow has grooves and barbs. If you can't take out the arrow, you will just keep bleeding."

The young doctor's expression changed: "How could this be?"

Ye Chenting changed direction, shielding Ye Wanqing's gaze, and said to the imperial physician: "Cover the wound first and go down the mountain to treat it immediately."

He also instructed his attendants: "Take the token from the Princess's Palace and immediately ask the chief judge of the Imperial Hospital to wait at Baifang Palace. This matter should not be made public, and remember not to alarm others. If anyone asks, just say... Prince Dun twisted his ankle while climbing a tree."

The attendant nodded: "I understand."

Seeing that his brother arranged everything for him in an orderly manner, Ye Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away.

My wet body shivered uncontrollably in the cool breeze.

Ye Chenting immediately took off his half-dry coat and put it on her. He couldn't help but sigh: "Today, it's all my fault for not keeping an eye on you. Why did an assassin come out of nowhere?"

Ye Wanqing shook her head, her teeth chattering: "It has nothing to do with my second brother... Someone specially picked a day... to assassinate An Lan..."

As she spoke, she raised the bow she had been holding all the way: "This is the evidence."

Ye Chenting was stunned.

Ye Wanqing forced herself to stand up: "Second brother, take An Lan down the mountain. It will be too late if we are late. After we get down the mountain, I will go and seek justice for him."

Ye Chenting supported her: "Okay."

It was raining heavily when we went down the mountain.

Mud and water flowed on the stone steps in the mountains, splashing everywhere as people walked.

Ye Wanqing wrapped herself in her second brother's outer garment, tightly grasping the bow and arrow she had picked up, and walked down with heavy steps.

In front, the guards and attendants were carrying Chu Anlan, and they were also having a hard time walking.

Ye Chenting was very worried: "Qing'er, can you give me the bow and arrow?"

Ye Wanqing shook her head: "Second brother, I can still carry it. Let's go down the mountain quickly."

Ye Chenting had no choice but to order: "Watch your step, speed up, don't delay the prince's treatment time!"

The guards and attendants quickened their pace.

The group headed straight for Baifang Palace. Due to the heavy rain, they didn't even encounter any patrolling guards along the way.

Inside the palace, the chief judge of the Imperial Medical Bureau was already waiting.

Also waiting was Ye Chenxi, who was walking around with red eyes from crying and worried.

Seeing the door open, he rushed out: "An Lan! Second brother, sister, you are finally back! How is An Lan? Is he okay?"