On weekdays, Mo Xiaohuan would have to think of some excuses to get rid of the maids and boys accompanying him.
But when I woke up today, until now, Xiao Tao was the only one I saw in Fuyao Hall.
Where have the other servants gone?
Xiao Tao lowered her head and hesitated to speak.
Mo Xiaohuan's heart suddenly started to float in the air again: "Have they all been killed?"
Fuyao Hall is the residence of the princess. If the princess is missing, the servants serving her will naturally be punished.
With Yu Beiming's habits...
Mo Xiaohuan didn't dare to think too much and looked at Xiao Tao closely, waiting for the answer.
"Go back to Miss, they, they are all kneeling outside..."
"Help me out"
In front of Fuyao Hall, the lights are brightly lit
The broad stone ground in front of the temple was full of maids, servants, and servants in charge of meals, sleeping quarters, and decorations...all kneeling in front of the temple.
Mo Xiaohuan stood in front of the palace door. At a glance, the people kneeling with their heads bowed looked like lifeless stone figures.
Mo Xiaohuan didn't know how long they had been kneeling. Maybe they had been punished to kneel here since the night he escaped.
A gust of wind blew up, stirring the hem of Mo Xiaohuan's clothes
The strong wind blew towards the palace again, and a boy's hat was blown away, but he knelt there shrinking, not daring to move.
Mo Xiaohuan's heart suddenly hurt, as if a steel needle had suddenly pierced her heart.
Turning around slowly, the hem of the phoenix robe rolled down the steps and spread out.
"Xiao Tao," Mo Xiaohuan said softly, "let them all get up."
The third watch has passed, and Mo Xiaohuan is lying in bed still unable to sleep.
I don’t know if it’s because she slept too much in the past few days, or because the events that happened one after another made it difficult for her to calm down.
Her eyes were black and translucent, flashing as if they were filled with clear water
But these clear eyes saw too many things that I didn’t want to see.
Tonight, she repeatedly disobeyed Yu Beiming, disregarding the majesty of his king, and asked him to keep Chief Du and Mrs. Xiao.
Everyone knows that those women were the ones who insulted the princess
As for Yu Beiming, he is an extremely arrogant and ruthless king who can only touch his woman and his princess.
Mo Xiaohuan knew in her heart that it was not how much he liked her, but that his dignity could not be touched...
But she stubbornly begged him...
He insulted the princess but was not severely punished, so where is his prestige?
I'm afraid the days to come will be even worse
Suddenly, a black figure jumped in from the window
Mo Xiaohuan sat up in fright: "Who is behind the curtain!"
"It's me" came a warm voice.
ah?
Mo Xiaohuan was a little surprised when he heard the answer. This person is very familiar with Mo Qinghuan?
But since he is so familiar, why did he jump in through the window?
The white figure approached. It turned out to be a handsome man. In modern times, he should be called - a handsome man like a flower.
"Are you feeling better?" the man asked, his tone so gentle.
Mo Xiaohuan hesitated. Now, she was sure that the man in front of her was familiar with the former owner of her body, Mo Qinghuan.
Moreover, the relationship is not simple
Such gentle greetings and greetings are either relatives or friends.
"It's better. Thank you for your concern." Mo Xiaohuan remained silent for a while, then answered his question.
"Time is running out and he wants what he wants. How are you finding it?"