"She has multiple whip wounds on her body." Luo Yao walked down the steps and sat at the table and explained to Luo Xiao, who had a puzzled look in his eyes. "In addition, the strong sun caused her to coma, and now the wounds are also inflamed.
.”
Luo Xiao frowned, glanced at the timid Chu Ying with sharp narrow eyes, and said, "My brother doesn't know about this." When he came to the bed, he looked at An Zhisu who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, stretched out his hand, and gently
He wiped away the tears from her eyes.
An Zhisu, you are really a strange woman?! You can even pretend to be whipped as if nothing happened. What kind of story did you and the emperor have before?!
"Then you need to do some investigation." Luo Yao did not doubt Luo Xiao's words. Luo Xiao was a man who dared to take responsibility. If it was him who did it, he would never deny it.
"Brother Chen knows." Luo Xiao replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
An eunuch who came from outside hurriedly said something in Luo Yao's ear, and Luo Yao said, "I still have something to do, so you can stay here and take care of her."
"Your Majesty."
Looking at the bright yellow figure walking out with his dark eyes, Luo Xiao asked Xiang Chuying in a cold voice, "What happened to her whiplash?"
Chuying knelt down on the ground with a plop and replied, "The princess was already injured when she came back from the Qingyan Hall last night. She ordered the slaves to step back. There is no need to find an imperial doctor and there is no need to say anything. I thought you already knew."
"From now on, every move she makes will be told to me." Luo Xiao thought thoughtfully, then said in a deep voice, "Step back."
"yes."
"Chengyao, don't leave!" An Zhisu, who was in a coma, suddenly grabbed the corner of Luo Xiao's clothes, like a drowning man grabbing a straw, holding it tightly in his hand and said, "Don't leave me again.
, please, don’t leave me.”
"It's Chengyao again!" Luo Xiao was inexplicably angry. Even though he knew An Zhisu was in a coma and was unconscious, he still coldly shook off An Zhisu's hand and said in a low voice, "Woman, my patience is limited.
Yes, even if the emperor is the man you love, you must forget him!"
Feeling that his hand was empty, An Zhisu was extremely uneasy, and a picture emerged in his mind.
It was a cold winter with heavy snowfall. The city she was in was huge, but there was no place for her to stay. As a seven-year-old girl, she could only squat in the snow and cry, "Why don't you want me?"
What did Susu do wrong?"
Listening to An Zhisu's choking sounds, Luo Xiao turned his handsome face to look at An Zhisu. She cried again, and she cried very sadly. He found that An Zhisu, a woman who could even cry quietly, choked softly.
It was as thin as a mosquito, but it hit a painful nerve in him.
With great difficulty, he used his arms to support himself and sit on the couch. Luo Xiao carefully picked up An Zhisu, whose body was shaking uncontrollably. "You have done nothing wrong, and no one will abandon you. Go to sleep well."
I don't know if An Zhisu heard Luo Xiao's words or if she was really tired. In short, she fell into a deep sleep after a while...
When An Zhisu woke up from a coma, he only saw himself in a strange palace. Fortunately, he saw Chu Ying among some strange palace maids.
Chuying finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that An Zhisu had woken up. For her, if something happened to the princess because of the whip injury, she might not be able to escape the responsibility. She quickly stepped forward and said, "Princess, are you awake?"
Already."
An Zhisu's dark eyes rolled. After recalling what happened during the day, he reluctantly sat up and asked Xiang Chuying, "What time is it now?"
"Xu Shi." Chu Ying couldn't help but said, "The Queen Mother's birthday banquet in Zizhao Hall has just begun. Is the princess going to attend the Queen Mother's birthday banquet?"