Before everyone could react, the purple figure in front of them suddenly flashed. When they came to their senses, the woman who was supposed to be on the ground had been caught by a man a few steps away.

"Little Seven ......"

The man's calm face finally flashed with obvious panic, and he gently patted her pale face, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Her eyes were closed, and the anger and hatred on her face were gone, except for a quiet, almost bleak white.

Taiyi ......

Quan Tianjiu just wanted to say that he was a doctor, and then suddenly reacted that he was a healer himself.

He immediately carried her to a chair beside him, laid her down flat, and took her pulse.

The slight confusion of the pulse was caused by too many emotional fluctuations, but such emotional fluctuations were not enough to make her unconscious.

If the person in front of him was not Xia Fanyin, he might even think that the other party was pretending.

But she wasn't.

Her face was so pale and ugly, and if she hadn't been unconscious, she would have wanted to whip him a few more times, so she wouldn't have pretended.

Quan Tianjiu's thin lips pursed into a cold straight line, staring at her deadly, and his voice sank a little.

"Little Seven ......"

He just stared at her for a long time, and he didn't tire of calling her name.

The jailers who were still punishing people just now had already stopped their movements and looked at them hesitantly, for fear that the slightest movement would disturb them, and even those who were beaten to a bloody point did not dare to say anything more, so they could only secretly smoke cold air.

But for a long time, she didn't wake up.

Quan Tianjiu's face became more and more cold and gloomy, his eyebrows twisted into a knot, and he suddenly stood up with her in his arms, and strode out.

"Nine thousand years old!"

A jailer boldly asked, "Are these people going to continue to be tortured?" ”

Quan Tilt Nine, "............"

He walked out expressionlessly, without saying a word.

In the cell, Luo Yanbai looked at the direction they left, and a trace of solemnity flashed on his face.

Faint?

Isn't it ...... again?

He suddenly glanced at the jailer again, and sneered: "People came to call the Seventh Princess, and now that the audience is gone, what kind of punishment is used?" ”

“………”

The jailer felt that it made sense.

Only, who said this?

He looked around, but could not find the source of the sound, so he gave up and ordered that all those who had been tortured be removed.

…………

Xia Fanyin's coma is two days.

Quan Qianjiu stayed in Yaohua Palace for two consecutive days, sleepless.

Now the court is shocked, many things are waiting to be dealt with, several groups of people come to either persuade or report something, but they are all blocked back by Xiao Quanzi, everyone hopes to see him at least once, but Xiao Quanzi's attitude is tough and cannot be ignored.

"Father-in-law, we just see the nine thousand years old, just look at it and say a few words, can't we be accommodating?"

After hearing a lot of words like this, Xiao Quanzi explained kindly at first, but then simply shook his head directly.

However, he can't help it!

Whether you want to see it or not, it's not up to him to decide.

The princess is unconscious, and the lord doesn't want to see these people, what can he do?

Ay.

…………

Inner Sanctum.

Quan Tianjiu always paid attention to Xia Fanyin's situation, but she never showed any signs of waking up.

Obviously, there was nothing wrong with her pulse, no illness, no pain, no fever and typhoid fever, but she was unconscious.

It's like, it's going to sleep so quietly forever.