Dai Yuan scanned the main hall as quickly as possible and found that there was only one door.
She looked at the king with a smile, smiled, and retreated towards the door with small steps.
The king was puzzled by her smile and thought, I haven't finished speaking yet. Could it be that she understood? What a high IQ.
After taking a few steps back, seeing that the king was still confused, Dai Yuan turned around at the fastest speed in her life and ran towards the door. After running a few steps, she heard a "clang".
The uncle king couldn't bear to watch anymore and quickly covered his eyes with his hands.
It turned out that Dai Yuan thought that the door moved outwards because there was no handle on the door. Who knew that her forehead actually hit this wooden thing, which made her feel numb, painful and sore for a while, and her eyes were filled with tears.
"Don't be impulsive." Uncle King walked over quickly and supported Dai Yuan's body, which was about to collapse due to dizziness.
"It's true that I was too impulsive." She lay softly in the king's arms, basically unable to control herself, so she didn't expect to run away.
"Actually, I've just finished saying that I want to see here." The king put his arm around her shoulders and stretched his other hand to the upper side of her hips and spine, which was her tailbone.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Dai Yuan rubbed her head. If she had told her earlier, she wouldn't have to suffer this fate.
"You didn't give me a chance to say it." The king looked aggrieved.
"Uh, um, I was impulsive."
"Let me help you take a rest." The king said gently.
Dai Yuan really wanted to lie down.
The king's bed was very soft and very comfortable to lie on. Dai Yuan was not embarrassed at all. She originally blamed him for not making it clear, which made her faint.
"Just take a look there and do nothing else?" Dai Yuan once confirmed this question.
"Well, I swear, I will only look at it from one meter away." The king vowed.
"Your oath is not just a slip of the tongue." Dai Yuan compromised. She found that her scars were really healed and she forgot about the pain, or that the story was very attractive.
The king sat on the edge of the bed, meditating for a moment, as if recalling the infinitely distant past, and then raised his red lips.
"Actually, Mengguo is not a country, but a curse."
This was a heavy topic, and Dai Yuan had already felt it from his words.