Xuanyuan Yi almost ran to Li Xin's side hall. When he opened the door, there was nothing alive inside. He hurried to the inner room and saw Li Xin lying quietly on the bed with his face swollen and bruised.
Her lips were extremely swollen, and her lips were so pale that there was almost no blood at all. His heart was in pain. He didn't know how it could become like this. Wasn't she still fine when he went out?
Moreover, her injury didn't look like it was just slapped today. Could it be that she had been slapped last night, but she lowered her head this morning and didn't see it?
He held Li Xin's hand. It was cold, and his expression was very uneasy. His brows were always furrowed. Was she always this uneasy in her sleep?
"Xin'er, Xin'er..." He called out twice earnestly, but Li Xin never answered, still frowning and sleeping
After helping Li Xin tuck in the quilt, he walked out full of anger. When he saw the housekeeper standing by, he asked angrily: "What happened? Who made Xin'er like this?"
"Your Majesty, I really don't know that Li Xin was called by the concubine to bring water after you went out in the morning. After that, I ignored him. After a while, Master Wuxia came back with Li Xin in his arms.
She was wet all over, like something fished out of the water." The housekeeper didn't dare to hide it from Xuanyuan Yi. After all, Xuanyuan Yi is the biggest person in this palace.
"Then what?" Xuanyuan Yi didn't get angry again, but his words were somber. The housekeeper knew that this was the eve of the real storm. No one knew what would happen next.
After all, not everyone can guess what Prince Yi is thinking.
"Then the Ninth Prince came not long after, and then went to the Feiwu Palace to make a big fuss. He even broke the legs of a palace maid, and the concubine was also slapped twice." When the butler said this, he was actually thinking
It's very plain. It's very clear which side the balance is leaning towards now. I'm afraid that Concubine Die will be really sad in the future.
After all, it is impossible for the prince to forgive lynching
"Let everyone in Feiwu Palace come to the hall to see this king, and invite Wu Xia and Ninth Brother to come with him." Xuanyuan Yi's voice was particularly sinister, which immediately made the butler who was always by his side tremble for no reason.
"Yes, I'll be there soon." The housekeeper left in a hurry. Xuanyuan Yi went in again to take a look at the sleeping Li Xin, and kissed her gently on the back of her hand. However, he saw that the back of her hand was burned.
His eyes were full of blisters, and his eyes were trembling, as if they were about to spit out fire.
He clenched his fists and slowly suppressed his anger. How could someone dare to do this to her in this palace?
Well done, it looks very similar indeed, Die'er, I didn't expect that you would have the heart and courage to touch her.
Walking quickly, when they arrived at the hall, everyone was there. Except for Xuanyuan Li and Duan Wuxia, the women were all timid and did not dare to look up at Xuanyuan Yi.
"Your Majesty, look at how Ninth Brother beat Die'er like this. You have to make the decision for Die'er." Concubine Die was really wet and clinging to her. Xuanyuan Yiying frowned and said nothing, but her eyes had already drifted away.
, Consort Die couldn’t help but let go of her hand.
That look in his eyes was so terrifying, it seemed like he would be torn apart from his bones in the next second.
"Does it hurt?" Xuanyuan Yi grabbed Die Concubine's chin and asked coldly
Consort Die nodded passively and looked at Xuanyuan Yi. She was so scared that her body trembled involuntarily.
"Die'er, what are you afraid of? Why are you trembling all over?" Xuanyuan Yi's words were still very light, leaving Concubine Die at a loss for words.