"Yes, Your Highness!"
Seeing the Crown Princess Consort's dress was soaked in blood, the palace maids dared not be negligent and hurried into action.
Ling Lang arrived first at the bedroom and was shocked to see the Crown Princess Consort lying in the Crown Prince's arms, covered in blood.
"There's no time to explain," Ye Yiheng asked Ling Lang, "Do you have an antidote to the aphrodisiac from the brothel?"
Ling Lang replied, "The aphrodisiac from the brothel acts quickly, but if there's an antidote, it also dissipates fast. I don't have such an antidote here, Your Highness might help the Crown Princess Consort by yourself."
Ye Yiheng frowned tightly, "Yanyan's time of the month has come, it's not suitable..."
Upon hearing this, Ling Lang slapped his forehead, "I was muddled, seeing the Crown Princess Consort's dress stained with so much blood, I should have realized."
