But Su Yueming seemed not to have heard the conversation between them. With trembling hands, her fingertips touched his face. His face was so ice-cold, and the remaining warmth from her fingertips was not enough to warm him.
His injuries were much more serious than she imagined.
The hazy tears gathered in her eyes, making her eyes red. It took a lot of effort for her to swallow back the tears. When she opened her mouth, her tone sounded cold -
"Murong Canghai, I am Su Yueming. Listen carefully. If you die like this, I will not sympathize with you at all, let alone feel sad for you. I will only laugh at you..."
"You!" When Pei Nanshuang heard what Su Yueming said, she suddenly became furious and was about to rush to tear her clothes away, but was stopped by Ying Lie. She was so angry that she stamped her feet hard and looked at Su Yueming with gritted teeth.
Su Yueming continued, "I laugh at you, the majestic king of the North Campus, the God of War who is so famous in the Central Plains, that you fell into the hands of a woman so easily. I will not feel guilty, nor will I miss you. In my mind
, you will be like a puff of smoke, blown away, gone, leaving no mark, I will soon forget your name..."
Her words were so cold and heartless that the people around her were so angry that they wanted to rush forward and kill her!
But no, she was the one invited by the Queen to wake up the King of the North Courtyard!
"Murong Canghai, on the day when I, Prince Zhou, ascend the throne, I will stand beside him, but you have already turned into a pile of bones..."
At this time, the stiff fingers of the person on the bed suddenly moved. Although the movement was so slight, it still could not escape Ying Lie's eyes. He said excitedly——
"It's moving, the prince's hand is moving! Quick, call the doctor over!"
This man, who had been in a severe coma for several days, actually showed signs of waking up. Everyone in the room showed expressions of relief, and they were even more surprised that the woman in front of them had such great magical power.
Su Yueming covered her chest with her fingers, blinked her eyes, and lowered her head. Sure enough, she saw Murong Canghai's fingers wrapped in white cloth move twice more.
She took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on her face that almost no one could detect.
Queen Pei and Pei Nanshuang were also overjoyed. Queen Pei said, "That's great. The emperor finally has some reaction. Hurry up and invite all the doctors in."
Several doctors accompanying the army hurried in, and everyone formed a circle in front of Murong Canghai's bed, diagnosing him in detail. Su Yueming was still sitting next to him, staring closely at the doctors.
At this time, Pei Nanshuang seemed to suddenly think of something. She secretly pulled Queen Pei's hand while no one was paying attention, stood on tiptoes, and said in her ear -
"Sister, in my opinion..."
I don't know what she said. At first, Queen Pei's face showed an expression of disapproval, and then she seemed to be a little contradictory and entangled.
Pei Nanshuang guessed that her sister had been moved, so she stepped forward and said something. Finally, Queen Pei nodded, tightened the handkerchief in her hand, and nodded to express her agreement with Pei Nanshuang's opinion.
In this room, the doctors took turns to check, and the last doctor bowed and walked up to Queen Pei and said -
"Your Majesty, although your pulse is still disordered, there are signs of survival."