Chapter 658: The Secret of Transmigrating Back to Modern Times 13
Fang Xiaojun performed a military salute and said, "Go back to Mr. Fufeng. The last general will not go back."
"Didn't go back? Then you didn't deliver the letter?" Mr. Fufeng was a little unhappy.
"Going back to Mr. Fufeng, I met the princess and the others on the way..."
"What?! You met the princess?...Wait, what did you just say? They? Who else?" He suddenly had a bad feeling...
Fang Xiaojun hesitated for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on his face, he spilled the beans...
"Speak!" Mr. Fufeng ordered him, his face looked a little ugly.
"In addition to the princess, there is also Miss Huanpei and..."
"Huan Pei?!" Okay, great, she turned a deaf ear to his words, let's see how he deals with her!
Fang Xiaojun stopped talking because he saw that he looked like he wanted to beat someone up, and he was worried whether he would be beaten first.
Weak Liu Fufeng said again, "You haven't finished speaking yet, continue."
"There's Princess An Ning in the back, the former concubine, and..." Fang Xiaojun suddenly didn't dare to say anything and looked at his expression carefully.
The expression on Liu Fufeng's face became darker and darker as he listened, almost as good as Hei Tan's "Say!"
"...and...the Queen..." As soon as Fang Xiaojun finished speaking, he turned around and ran out of the tent.
At this moment, Xiaoliu Fufeng's face was really dark!
Seeing that he was about to run away, he quickly shouted to him, "Stop!"
What are these women doing?! They don’t want to die, right? Two pregnant women, no, maybe three, no, maybe four, what are they doing?!
Fang Xiaojun was stopped by him, stood still on the spot, then turned around, lowered his head and said nothing.
"Go and bring the princess over. The prince has a high fever, so be careful," said Liu Fufeng. "By the way, bring a small team of guards over to protect their safety. There shouldn't be too many... Do they have any maids?"
"Go back to Mr. Fufeng, everyone is practicing martial arts," Fang Xiaojun said. In fact, he admired the princesses and the others for their strong safety awareness.
"...then only five or six will do," he added. It seemed like he had to teach that woman how to abide by the agreement.
"Yes!" Fang Xiaojun turned around and left and then said, "Then... do you want to take Miss Huanpei with you?"
"No, don't tell them that I know they are coming, just say that I know that the princess is coming."
Fang Xiaojun took the order and left
Liu Fufeng thought for a moment, then walked to Yu Beiming's side, glanced at him with a pale face, and said, "Beiming, wake up quickly, the princess is here." Seeing that he didn't respond, he walked out
When he went out, Yu Beiming's eyelashes twitched and his thin lips slightly lifted.
He has been in a coma for the past few days, and his high fever has not gone away. It just went down a little this morning.
In the dream, he saw Xiaohuan, she was walking towards him, and she was smiling. Then she cried, lying on his body and crying, but he did not have the strength to hold her, or even to her.
He didn't have the energy to be angry when it came. It wasn't that he didn't want to be angry, but that he didn't have the energy to be angry. When she cried, his heart ached. He hadn't seen her for more than half a month, and he missed her too.
Not long after, Mo Xiaohuan came. She came in a hurry, with panic on her face.
Standing outside the tent, she hesitated a little. What if he really saw her coming and got angry?
"Why don't you go?" Liu Fufeng's weak voice came over.
Mo Xiaohuan turned around to look at her and saw him whom she hadn't seen for a while. It felt a little long, her tone was choked and she couldn't speak.