Chapter 295: The little prince suddenly has a headache! (1)
Several people turned their eyes and saw that the back window was lifted up silently. Then, Feng Manxiu flew in elegantly and landed beside Murong Wushuang.
Seeing him, Murong Wuming, Jing Jing, and Yeyue all looked surprised.
However, Jing Jing and Ye Yue soon returned to normal.
"No wonder, we always thought that someone was following us quietly, but it turned out to be His Highness the Crown Prince!"
Jing Jing sighed softly.
"I'm just worried that the Shadow King will always be worried if he discovers our tricks, so he secretly protects a few of them!"
Feng Manxiu shrugged his shoulders, with a hint of helplessness on his face
"Who told me that the person in the car was the eighth prince of Fengling Kingdom and the brother of the emperor of Fengling Kingdom?!"
Yeyue listened and smiled without saying a word, but Jing Jing became more and more confused.
Looking into the well mirror, he looked confused again. Feng Manxiu raised his hand and put it on Murong Wushuang's shoulder.
"The king of Fengling Kingdom is the ninth princess who pretended to be a prince in our proud country before! The one you escorted back all the way is the real eighth prince of Fengling Kingdom!"
Jing Jing's eyes wandered back and forth twice on Murong Wuming and Murong Wushuang, and finally settled on Murong Wushuang's face, revealing a look of surprise.
"I can't believe it. The Ninth Princess is so brave and courageous. Jing Jing admires her!"
Murong Wushuang smiled faintly and was about to ask everyone to sit down. Murong Wuming, who was standing beside her, suddenly squatted down with his head in his hands.
"What's wrong!"
Noticing his strange behavior, Murong Wushuang hurriedly turned around and helped him up.
Feng Manxiu and others also gathered around with concern, helping to lift Murong Wuming to the small couch on the side of the study and lie down on it.
"My head suddenly hurts!"
Murong Wuming was put on the low couch by everyone. He just pressed his temples with two fingers, with a look of pain on his face.
"I'll ask the doctor to come!"
Murong Wushuang stood up and was about to walk out of the door, but Yeyue raised her hand to stop her.
"Master, don't be impatient. I think it's better to observe first. I don't know what the imperial physician would think if he saw the two emperors! I remember that the assassin who was used by the elders to use telepathy also had this kind of headache reaction.