She touched her head, and suddenly felt a little painful.

She took away his arm that was lying on her lap, and carefully rolled over and got out of bed, and opened the door, just as she saw the old man and his wife getting up, and the old woman came forward, and looked inside the king's room, and asked in a whisper.

"Little lady, what just happened? I seem to hear something, is it a quarrel between the husband and wife, are you okay? ”

Obviously, this old woman really regarded them as husband and wife, and Fang was an irrelevant person, so Su Yueming didn't bother to explain, and said-

"No, he's a little tired, old man, can you prepare a basin of hot water and a clean face towel for me?"

"Oh, yes."

"Hey, well, old man, why don't you hurry up and boil water." The old woman turned to her husband, and she turned to look for a towel.

After waiting for a while, the hot water and face towel were brought over, Su Yueming thanked him, and returned to the room with the basin.

Murong Canghai was still asleep, and he had no intention of waking up.

Su Yueming sighed slightly, rolled up her sleeves, wet the face towel and wrung it out again, walked back to the bed, and untied the clothes on his body, the place where her clothes were wrapped was already dyed red.

She examined it closely, and thankfully, the bleeding had stopped.

She used her face towel to gently wipe the blood from the rest of her body little by little.

After doing all this, Su Yueming was already tired, yawned, and fell asleep beside his bed unconsciously.

In his sleep, Murong Canghai felt a warm body leaning against him, and he unconsciously held her hand in his palm, feeling the softness and warmth.

It's as if, only in such a moment, two people who are on a tight pitch will stay quietly together.

*

East Palace.

Time passed slowly, the night was thick, and the wind and rain were coming.

The palace seemed to be unusually unquiet tonight, with a dark wind emanating from the corners, and the sound of whimpering was chilling.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt of white light flashed in the sky, followed by a loud thunderclap, as if to split the heavens and the earth, and after a while, the sky began to pour heavy rain.

The entire palace was surrounded by a vast curtain of rain.

The prince sat in front of the bookcase, and he looked at the fold in front of him with deep and solemn eyes.

Feng Luo, Brother Gamble, and Mo Yu all stood in front of her, waiting for his decision, and outside the East Palace, there were three thousand soldiers waiting for him around the imperial city.

Win or lose, everything is tonight.

Finally, he pursed his lips and began to speak.

The eyes of the four people below followed him, and he threw the fold in his hand on the ground with a snap, and said-

"Are you all ready?"

The four of them immediately knelt down and said in unison, "I am willing to follow His Highness, but His Highness is the only one!" ”

"Good!" The prince python shook off his robe and stood up, his slender and handsome figure exuding extraordinary bearing and courage without anger.

He ordered in a cold voice, "Fengluo, game, the three of you lead everyone to immediately accompany the palace to Yikun Palace to arrest the Queen Mother!" Moyu, you take the folding fan of the palace to the gate of the palace to guard, intercept the lord of Duorong, pay attention to the signal of the palace at any time, if you win this battle, you will take her back to the East Palace, I will drink the wine of victory with her, if you lose, you must remember to stop her, don't let her come in, give her the folding fan of the palace, tell him that the palace wants her to leave the palace, leave the capital, change her name and surname, and never come back. ”