With Xu Xing's current status, the Duke of Baiyun, a minister of the Ministry of Revenue (third grade), it was barely enough to match a princess, so he was relieved.
After a while.
The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard. Princess Ming Yue didn't even bother holding an umbrella. She lifted her dress and allowed her embroidered shoes to fall into the water. She rushed into the room in the rain, followed by the palace maids and others.
"Greetings, Your Highness!" Zhang Ronghua bowed.
Although Princess Ming Yue was anxious, with outsiders around, the etiquette of the royal family could not be abandoned. She tried her best to calm herself down." Lord Marquis!"
Looking at his lover, he saw Xu Xing's face was deathly pale. There was not a hint of blood. His breathing was weak, and he was wrapped in gauze. He ordered: " No matter what, you have to treat him!"