The dancer's pretty little face was so excited that her cheeks were as red as clouds. "Your Majesty has a good capacity for drinking. I'll give you another drink."
She stood up slowly, took the jug from the maid's hand and poured a glass of wine. She took a sip first, then fell into Jamel Xiao's arms, wrapped her soft arms around his neck, raised her little face, and moved closer to him to see.
It looked like he wanted to feed him wine mouth to mouth.
Xiao Jamlan frowned unconsciously. This bastard is so brave. Don't you know what his taboos are?
I just gave her three points of color, but she actually went further.
His phoenix eyes flashed, and he pushed the dancer away. Just as he was about to ask someone to drag her down, he saw Fu An, the palace steward, walk in with a pale face and a fearful expression.[
Fu'an has been with him for more than thirty years.
He had experienced a lot of small and big things, and he had never seen him look so flustered and uneasy.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and his heart sank.
Could it be...that bitch is dead?
"Your Majesty..."
Fu'an walked straight to him and knelt on the ground, his voice trembling slightly.
"Everyone, go down."
Xiao Jamlan waved his hand, and all the dancers and singers in the room hurriedly retreated. The red dancer who deliberately seduced him hurriedly ran out of Shuanghua Palace as if she was running away.
"Tell me, did something happen to that bitch?"
Fu'an took a few breaths, raised his head slightly, and said in a panic, "Your Majesty... I just took Dr. Li to treat Miss Lingyue. Who knows... who knows..."
When he thought of the incredible scene he just saw, Fu'an still felt unbelievable.
Xiao Jamlan slowly took the tea from the personal maid Wan Lan, glanced at him, and said calmly, "What's wrong with her?"
Fu'an took a deep breath, "I have lived for most of my life, and this is the first time I have encountered such a strange thing. I saw with my own eyes that the wounds on Miss Lingyue's body healed on their own."
Jamel Xiao paused in his movements, "What did you say? The wound will heal on its own?"
Fu'an nodded, "Yes, not only did this servant see it with his own eyes, but Dr. Li also saw it. Miss Lingyue had a layer of white light all over her body. After the wounds on her body healed, the white light disappeared."
Jamel Xiao put down the teacup and stood up, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Did you really see it with your own eyes?"
Fu'an nodded hurriedly, "Even if you give me a hundred courages, I will never dare to deceive the prince. Prince, servant... I suspect that Miss Lingyue may not be a human being."
Does Xiao Jamlan know what kind of person Fu'an is?
It is absolutely impossible for him to talk nonsense without seeing it with his own eyes.[
Self-healing without medicine?
Although he believed that Fu'an would not dare to deceive him, it was difficult for him to believe such a thing.
He never believed in ghosts and gods.
Lingyue is not a human being? What is that? A monster?
If she was really a demon, how could she fall into his hands? Aren't all demons capable of magic?
"Hmph, if she is not a human, could she be a demon? I have never believed in ghosts and gods."
Fu'an boldly replied, "But, if she were a human, how could the wounds on her body heal on their own?"
Xiao Jamlan had a stern expression on his face, and after a while he sneered and said, "Whether it is a human or a demon, I will personally identify it."
After saying that, he waved his hand and strode out.