"How long will she be in a coma?" Yu Beiming asked Liu Fufeng, gently stroking Mo Xiaohuan's hair with one hand.
Weak Liu Fufeng pondered for a moment and said: "Not long ago, because I didn't have a good rest, it's nothing serious."
Just as he was talking, Mo Xiaohuan's brows moved.
Mo Xiaohuan's head moved and her eyes opened.
Mo Xiaohuan opened his eyes and looked at a strange place, which looked a bit like Zhaoyang Palace.
Mo Xiaohuan frowned and thought about it
Ah, by the way, she wanted to give Lin Muxin a blow and pretended to faint, but she actually fainted.
Yu Beiming turned his head to look at her and found that she was awake. His eyes flashed with concern and his voice was very soft: "You're awake."
Mo Xiaohuan looked at him when she heard his voice. Listening to his soft voice, her heart felt warm, and she had the idea of relying on him.
Mo Xiaohuan forced a smile: "Why am I here?"
"It was King Gu who brought you here. Does your head still hurt?" Yu Beiming helped her up and let her lean in his arms.
The weak Liu Fufeng looked at him a little mushy, and then looked at Mo Xiaohuan, who was a little weak, and a flash of emotion flashed in his eyes.
In fact, he wanted to leave, but he had to stay because these two bombs were in front of him
"It doesn't hurt much anymore, I'm just a little dizzy," Mo Xiaohuan said
Yu Beiming held her hand with a hint of distress and wrapped her hand in his big palm.
At this time, there was the sound of thin footsteps outside, coming from far and near.
Mo Xiaohuan looked outside the curtain in confusion.
The sound of fast footsteps coming from far away
Suddenly, a large group of people appeared outside the curtain
Mo Xiaohuan frowned, why are so many people here?
After taking a closer look, I realized that they were all from Fuyao Palace.
Mo Xiaohuan glanced at Liu Fufeng, who shook his head at her
Mo Xiaohuan looked up at Yu Beiming again
Yu Beiming didn't say anything. He took a pillow for her to lean on, then stood up and raised his hand.
Two maids from Zhaoyang Palace immediately came over and rolled up the curtain and fixed it.
The curtains were pulled up, and everyone kneeling on the ground could see clearly.
Mo Xiaohuan took a look and counted. All the people in Fuyao Hall were called over.
Mo Xiaohuan looked at Yu Beiming suspiciously
Yu Beiming glanced coldly at the servant kneeling on the ground, looked at Mo Xiaohuan and said: "The lonely king will give you an explanation."
An explanation? What explanation?
Mo Xiaohuan is puzzled
The people kneeling on the ground trembled when they heard his words. They remembered the scene in Fuyao Hall that day, and they all trembled with fear.
Some of them cried originally, but when they arrived at Zhaoyang Palace, they couldn't cry anymore because they didn't dare to cry.
"You have all heard clearly, King Gu, and answer honestly, how did the princess hit her head?" Yu Beiming's tone was very cold, without any emotion, and his eyes were as cold as iron.
After hearing what he said, Mo Xiaohuan's mind rang, and she finally understood what he was going to tell her.
Mo Xiaohuan's face looked a little pale as she looked at the servants kneeling on the ground. She was worried about them and how she should plead for them.
"you……"
"Shut up. If you plead for them again, then if you plead once, I will kill one of them." Yu Beiming finished his words and silenced Mo Xiaohuan.
Mo Xiaohuan knew that he was doomed this time, and his eyes couldn't help but meet the weak Liu Fufeng.
Liu Fufeng gently shook his head at her, signaling her not to rush.
Weak Liu Fufeng reminded her that the more nervous she is, the more calm she has to be, and wait and see what happens first.