"It's all because..." She raised her whip again, but was stopped by a voice.
"Lady Yehua, your forehead is bleeding. Quickly go back and check if there are any other injuries."
"Emperor..." Yehua Rongjia stared blankly at him as he came forward, reached up to touch her forehead, and indeed, it was bleeding.
This time, she was disfigured too, because of that damned horse—it was all its fault!
"Oh no, your hand is bleeding too!" The clan leader also noticed other wounds on her.
Chu Yuxiao quickly walked over, pulled out a handkerchief, and wrapped it around her hand, frowning slightly and speaking concernedly to the clan leader.
"Minister Yehua, quickly take her back for treatment. Today's competition will end here. The two remaining matches will be held after your lady's injuries have healed."
Actually, these minor injuries didn't matter much to them.
But since the Emperor was so concerned about his daughter, how could he not be a bit more proactive?
