As soon as they retreated, Yu Beiming saw Mo Xiaohuan, who was pale and had an arrow stuck in his arm, and felt panicked.
He quickly walked over and picked her up, glanced at Xiaotao and Fang Xiaojun: "If you two don't explain things clearly, you will have to think about the consequences!" After that, he hugged Mo Xiaohuan and left.
Now Yu Beiming is easy to talk to. Before, he would have ordered his beheading long ago.
Xiaotao and Fang Xiaojun were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they felt cold from head to toe.
As soon as Yu Beiming left, Xiao Tao and Fang Xiaojun looked at each other, both of them felt numb.
Others gathered around and rushed to ask questions.
"Weiwei Fang, who is that person?"
"Why is the prince so nervous?"
"Yes, I have never seen the prince like this."
"The prince seems to be less fierce than before. It seems that Guard Fang is about to be promoted."
When Fang Xiaojun heard what they said, he became annoyed and couldn't help but said angrily: "Shut up! If 'Mr. Mo' is not cured, not only me, she, but also you will all be finished!" After yelling at them, Fang Xiaojun held hands.
After passing Xiaotao, go outside
Everyone was stopped by his yelling and stared blankly at them as they walked away
Then one by one
They all disappeared in a flash!
Yu Beiming carried Mo Xiaohuan back to his room and lay down. He held her hand with one hand and broke it with the other hand. Then he hit her with the palm of his hand and shot out a sharp arrow from Mo Xiaohuan's arm.
"Ah one by one!" Because the arrow on his arm was shot out, a stinging pain spread throughout the body's senses, and the pain made Mo Xiaohuan wake up.
Yu Beiming quickly held her down with one hand to prevent her from falling off the bed.
Because the arrow was taken out, Mo Xiaohuan was so painful that she broke into a cold sweat.
Liu Fufeng came over and immediately helped her clean her wounds and detoxify her.
Mo Xiaohuan was so stimulated by the medicine on Weak Liu Fufeng that her canthus and mouth were split, and she wanted to take the medicine into her stomach.
Yu Beiming held her down with both hands to prevent her from moving. He felt sorry for her and angry at her at the same time.
Liu Fufeng glanced at her, continued to help her clean up, and fed her a pill, jokingly saying: "The princess is really brave and good at martial arts."
Mo Xiaohuan was in so much pain that he even said sarcastic remarks, which made Mo Xiaohuan so angry that she really wanted to punch him twice.
It didn't take long to deal with it. Liu Fufeng glanced at Yu Beiming, who looked calm, and said lightly: "Fortunately, I didn't come too late, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with if it festers."
Weird, why is this guy Bei Ming expressionless this time? Could it be that he was frightened by the princess?
"As long as you can't die," Yu Beiming said in a cold tone.
Liu Fufeng couldn't help but glance at him again, and realized that he was suppressing his anger, so he was very sensible and said: "You guys chat slowly, I'm going out first" with a fake smile
Mo Xiaohuan wanted to stop him, but she didn't dare. She could only watch Liu Fufeng go out.
"Okay, stop looking." Yu Beiming pulled her face back to look at him.
Mo Xiaohuan knew she was wrong and lowered her eyes, not daring to say anything.
Seeing the aggrieved look on her face, Yu Beiming became angry and said in a tolerant voice: "Do you know how dangerous this is? How dare you..." He glanced at her clothes and became even angrier.
Older: "You are wearing this kind of clothes again! Why are you so disobedient? Do you know how worried I will be!"
Mo Xiaohuan did not reply, and she was not qualified to reply.
"Mo Xiaohuan, you are getting more and more bold now! It seems that I have indulged you too much!" Yu Beiming was so angry that his intestines were green, but he was reluctant to hit her, so he could only endure the anger.