At this time, the child cried. Perhaps he was infected by the sad atmosphere. The more he cried, the louder he cried, and some of the sounds were still.
"Take the child out and find a wet nurse to feed her." Huanpei walked over and picked up the child, then said to Po Wen
Po Wen also had a look of regret on her face. Such a small baby lost her mother right after birth. She sighed and said, "Isn't there one next door? If you have a lot of breast milk, you can feed it first. After all, we are not in the city..."
She just gave birth not long ago, but Lin Muxin had already given birth long ago.
Someone came to deliver a message. Chunlan walked in and looked at Yu Beiming and the lifeless Mo Xiaohuan with a sad face. "The princess asked the slave to carry the child over. The princess said she would help feed it."
Huanpei walked over with the child in her arms.
Weak Liu Fufeng said to Yu Beiming, "Let Xiao Tao help the princess tidy up first, she..."
"She's fine. She will definitely wake up. Didn't you just give her a pill? It must be useful..." Yu Beiming said in a low voice, with despair in his voice, but also a hint of hope.
The weak Liu Fufeng didn't want to hit him, so he sighed and let him go, and then walked out.
Mo Xiaohuan didn't wake up again, but she didn't die either. She was just as lifeless as a living dead, lying quietly like that.
Yu Beiming took her back to the palace and Fuyao Palace, guarding her every day
Three months have passed, and he has not even glanced at the child. He only has Mo Xiaohuan in his eyes and in his heart.
The entire palace was immersed in a sad atmosphere, and there was no longer the joyful atmosphere when the princess was there in the past.
Their prince has returned to his violent state, but his violence is almost all caused by the loss of the princess. Normally, he would guard her.
He wiped her body, changed her clothes, combed her hair, and massaged her... He didn't do any of this without anyone else, he did it all by himself.
If he continues like this, he will go crazy, working day and night without rest, just to wait for Mo Xiaohuan to wake up one day
Liu Fufeng looked at Yu Beiming, who was getting thinner, and felt worried, "If this continues, how can he hold on?"
Huan Pei stood beside him and whispered, "Xiao Huan...she...she must have returned to her world..." her voice choked up.
Liu Fufeng couldn't help but frowned when he heard her unusual words, "Why did you return to her world?"
Huan Pei looked at the half-dead Mo Xiaohuan on the bed and said, "I heard her words once. At that time, Xiaohuan was still having trouble with the prince. I went on a mission and came back injured. She came to see me and said something about her.
I was asleep at the time, but I heard her say...if she dies, she will return to her world, where her relatives and her lover are..."
Yu Beiming heard her words, and the last sentence touched his heart the most. She still has a lover? Xiaohuan...is that right? Then you...just left like this, what should I do?
After listening to her words, Liu Fufeng noticed that Yu Beiming's expression had changed, and asked Huan Pei, "So you have always known that she is not from here."
"Yes, I know, I didn't expect that she would really not be able to survive, just like that..."
"Actually, the princess is not dead, she just needs time..."
"What?! She's not dead?" Yu Beiming jumped up immediately. Already devastated, he rushed to Liu Fufeng to catch him.