In Mingyue's dormitory, Zhuoyang, Mei, Chen Li, Xu Zixiao, Lin Niu'er and others were all in front of Mo Li's bed.
The first sunlight had already illuminated the room. Mo Li had not woken up since being knocked unconscious by Zhuo Yang last night. Seeing that it was almost dawn, the others were naturally worried.
"Imperial Physician, didn't you say that the young master is fine with her? Why is it that it's already dawn and she's still not awake?!"
Lin Niuer lowered his voice and asked cautiously again.
The imperial doctor frowned, his eyes also full of doubts.
He had carefully checked Mo Li's pulse just now. Although her pulse was a little weak, it was very stable. Logically speaking, she shouldn't be unconscious all the time. How could she not wake up for so long?!
Looking at Lin Niu'er who looked at him fiercely, the imperial doctor raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said, "Little man... Little man, check the Crown Princess's pulse again!"
Bending over and walking over, he once again stretched out his hand to Mo Li's wrist. As soon as his fingertips touched her skin, Mo Li's stretched fingers suddenly joined together and grabbed his palm, and his whole body screamed.
He stood up and pulled the imperial doctor in front of him, "Yi Yang, where is Mingyue?!"
The imperial doctor's wrist was almost broken by her, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly said, "Princess, please calm down!"
Seeing the face of the imperial doctor clearly in front of him, Li Li quickly glanced around and slowly released his fingers.
"Sir, you're awake!" Lin Niu'er came forward with a face of joy.
Mo Lijie was stood up, "Where is the bright moon?!"
Lin Niu'er glanced around in a panic, then hurriedly retreated behind Xu Zixiao.
"Speak!" Li Li roared.
"Xiao Li!" Zhuo Yang pursed his lips and took a step forward, "Calm down!"
Looking into his eyes for a moment, Mo Li slowly lowered his face, and the excited expression on his face gradually turned calm, "You guys go out, I want to rest for a while!"
"Young Master?!" Xu Zixiao said worriedly.
Zhuo Yang raised a palm and said, "Since she is tired, let her rest for a while!"
Right now, Mingyue is not here, and the person who knows Mo Li best is him.
He knew that she had already thought of the ending, but she didn't want to admit it or accept it, so she deliberately asked where Mingyue was to comfort herself.
Everyone exited the door, and Zhuo Yang carefully closed the door tightly.
"Mr. Zhuo, sir, is she really okay?!" Lin Niu'er asked cautiously from outside the door.
Zhuo Yang shook his head gently, "She just needs time!"
"Time?!" Lin Niu'er nodded in understanding.
"Okay, everyone has been busy all night, why don't you go back and rest for a while!" Zhuo Yang looked sideways at the door behind him, "I'll stay here, and if anything happens, I will notify everyone in time!"
"I'll stay too!" Mei said as she sat down cross-legged in the corridor next to the door and adjusted her breathing on the spot.
"Well, there are still many things to do in the city, so I'll bother you two!" Xu Ziyi saluted the two of them, turned around and led Lin Niu'er and others out of the palace gate.
Inside the door, Mo Li frowned and walked around the room for a few steps. Her eyes touched the long gun placed on the table beside her. She walked over naturally and raised her fingers to caress the gun body.
Spear, cold.
The temperature of her whole body seemed to be frozen, and she was trembling uncontrollably.
The scene from last night flashed before my eyes again, with dazzling light, and the man's figure was gradually swallowed up by the light.