Mo Xiaohuan glanced at him secretly and found that his eyes were so terrifying. She was so scared that she closed her eyes and refused to open them.
Yu Beiming ignored her and continued: "Since you are so disobedient, you can only stay in the palace and are not allowed to go anywhere. You are not allowed to follow me to the border!" After saying that, he stood up and turned around.
Leave
He was really pissed off. What on earth was this little woman thinking?
It was miserable enough for Mo Xiaohuan to be scolded by him. Now when she heard that he said he didn't want her to follow him, she couldn't help but cry. But she didn't dare to cry out and tried hard to hold it back, but the tears betrayed her.
It slid down the corner of her eyes
Yu Beiming opened the door and walked out, turned around and closed the door, but when he closed the door, he caught a glimpse of her tears. His heart ached and he stood fixedly at the door looking at her, holding the two doors with both hands.
Yu Beiming was struggling whether he should leave or not.
If he goes in, she will scare him like this next time. If he doesn't go in, he will feel uncomfortable watching her like this.
But Liu Fufeng, who was at the corner of the corridor, was counting in his mind, wondering if he would go back.
Yu Beiming still closed the door cruelly, turned around and left the door of the room.
Liu Fufeng was greatly surprised this time. He did not expect that he would actually leave Mo Xiaohuan crying inside without even trying to comfort her.
Yu Beiming walked past him and said to him with a sullen face: "Continue the meeting."
Meeting?! Now? Can he listen to him in his current state? Liu Fufeng is very doubtful
The result was exactly as he expected. Less than half an hour into the meeting, Yu Beiming said with a bad face that the meeting was adjourned and we would discuss it tomorrow.
Everyone stared at him walking out with incomprehensible expressions. Only Liu Fufeng, who was weak, crossed his arms and looked amused.
"What's wrong with the prince?" someone asked him
Weak Liu Fufeng glanced at them coolly: "Want to know?"
They all ordered
"So nosy?"
Everyone's faces turned dark and they simply stopped asking.
In the study room, Yu Beiming sat behind the desk with a calm face and cold eyes.
Xiaotao and Fang Xiaojun were kneeling on the ground, both of them shaking slightly.
"I'll give you a chance to say it. If you can't explain clearly, you can make up your mind." His tone was very calm, as if he was talking about the weather.
Xiaotao trembled, then turned her head slightly and glanced at Fang Xiaojun next to her.
Fang Xiaojun is a man after all. He puffed up his chest, calmed down his fearful mood, and said: "Prince Lin, this is what happened..."
Fang Xiaojun explained clearly what Mo Xiaohuan asked him to do.
"Your Majesty, slave... I'm afraid that something might happen to the princess, so I'm following you," Xiao Tao replied with a trembling voice.
Yu Beiming glanced at them. He believed what they said, but the death penalty could be avoided, but the living penalty could not be escaped. He kept their lives first and made a decision after Xiao Huan's injuries healed.
"You can go down now." Yu Beiming's expression was still calm, but his heart was no longer calm.
"Yes, slave (subordinate), please leave." Xiao Tao and Fang Xiaojun both stood up, opened the door and walked out.
After they left, Yu Beiming also stood up and walked out of the study to the room.
Mo Xiaohuan's tears of grievance couldn't be stopped since Yu Beiming left. She couldn't move her hands, and she kept wiping them with the back of her other hand.
But it wiped off and fell off, wiped off and fell off again
Mo Xiaohuan now hates Yu Beiming to death. She denies Yu Beiming's bad qualities and even denies his good qualities. She scolds him as useless in her heart.