Yu Beiming was originally in anger, but when he saw her suddenly falling off his horse, he hugged her without thinking. Only then did he realize that her face was so pale, and the anger in his heart became even worse.
Of course, his anger was not for anything else but for her disobedience
"Master Xuan Fufeng, come here." Yu Beiming hugged Mo Xiaohuan and walked to the room. Cold words came out of his mouth.
Everyone couldn't help but shudder when they heard his release. One of them ran to call Liu Fufeng.
Yu Beiming put Mo Xiaohuan on his bed and lay down, his eyes were extremely angry and burning with rage. Even if Mo Xiaohuan was unconscious, he still could not extinguish his strong anger.
Weak Liu Fufeng walked in and saw Mo Xiaohuan lying unconscious again. He couldn't help but frown slightly. He had never seen a woman like her before. Why did he like coma so much?
Stubborn and courageous, yet not afraid of death!
Liu Fufeng glanced at Yu Beiming, who was in a rage, and couldn't help but sigh and intercede for Mo Xiaohuan: "The princess didn't mean it, she just..."
"Shut up, no one is allowed to intercede for her anymore. She should know that if she offends me, there will be no easy end. I have emphasized it several times, but she has not listened once, and she doesn't take it to heart at all." Yu
Bei Ming interrupted him, his cold tone showing no signs of giving in.
Mo Xiaohuan's coma has caused him to withdraw all his indulgence towards her. If she still wants him to treat her like before, then she can only have a good reason, otherwise she will not be able to pass his test.
The weak Liu Fufeng didn't say anything anymore. After bandaging Mo Xiaohuan, he gave her another pill.
Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, Yu Beiming said, "You can go out now. You don't have to worry about this matter, and you can't do it."
Weak Liu Fufeng wanted to say something, but when he saw Yu Beiming's anger, he gave up the idea, turned around and walked out, and closed the door kindly.
Yu Beiming looked at Mo Xiaohuan, who was originally pale and turned rosy after taking the pills from Weiliu Fufeng. His eyes flickered for a moment, but then became cold again.
Under his gaze, it didn't take long for Mo Xiaohuan to wake up quietly.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Yu Beiming sitting in front of the bed. Feeling his expression, her heart immediately trembled, knowing that she could not escape this time.
"What's your explanation?" Yu Beiming asked her coldly. He really wanted her to give him a satisfactory answer so that he wouldn't have to look at her disobedience coldly.
He didn't want to do this, but she insisted on forcing him to do this
Mo Xiaohuan looked at him and didn't make any reply. She just looked at him silently.
He was cold, and she knew why, because he had just asked her not to worry him so much, and she immediately asked him to worry again. She knew it was him who was wrong, but she couldn't control herself, so who was to blame?
When Yu Beiming saw that she had nothing to say to him, he couldn't help but feel irritated. He glanced at her arms and bent down to touch his forehead with hers: "Why do you always do this? Are my words that bad?"
Doesn’t it sound good?”
Mo Xiaohuan blinked: "No"
"What is that?" he asked. His anger was about to be uncontrollable. If he didn't ask something, he would let it out.
Mo Xiaohuan clearly saw the anger in his eyes, but he just suppressed it. How long had it been since he was angry with her?
It seems...it's been a long time. It's really hard for him.