The person on the bed had her eyes closed and her face was pale. Bei Tangshuo put her hand under the quilt, sighed and walked to the table.
Mu Lifeng was sitting leisurely at the table and drinking tea elegantly. His eyes were slightly slanted, and he looked at Beitang Shuo with a narrow face, "Our great Prince Shuo, do you really think you are trapped?"
Giving him a cold look, Beitang Shuo ignored him, poured a cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, and looked at Wen Xining, who was still unconscious, and his expression instantly softened a lot, "She
Apart from my mother, she is the only woman who is willing to stand up for me, even if she is seriously injured."
When he thought that she was so seriously injured, she drank for him and fought for him in Jinlan Palace, his heart that had been frozen for a long time could no longer remain calm.
"Aren't you afraid that she has ulterior motives for doing this?" Mu Lifeng smiled slightly and kindly reminded, "The possibility that she is Miss Wensan is very small, but she looks like Miss Wensan.
Wuer, I just checked, and there is no sign of being disguised on her face... Unless, this Miss Wensan has been hiding her strength, but why does she want to show it in front of you? "
The jade fan kept turning in Mu Lifeng's hand, her handsome eyebrows slightly raised, and she was puzzled, "Moreover, she actually suffered such a serious injury on the eve of the wedding, and it was still injured in that place, you said..."
Mu Lifeng suddenly covered his mouth with a fan, because he received Beitang Shuo's cold and stern gaze, and quickly smiled and said: "Haha, just now, Prince Shuo, you had to ask me to check her injuries, and
I'm just a doctor, but..." Mu Lifeng's smile became ambiguous, "If Prince Shuo cares about it, it's okay for me to be responsible for her. Anyway, it remains to be discovered whether she is the real Princess Shuo, right?
"
"Whoosh"... As soon as Mu Lifeng finished his words, a water shadow shot towards him, and the jade fan spread out with a "pop". The oncoming hot tea was blocked by him, and the person also jumped a few steps away.
Far away, Mu Lifeng screamed: "Hey, hey, hey, I won't lead you to burn bridges like this. I will help you verify her strength and help you heal her injuries. You actually..."
"What happened?" Beitang Shuo, who had been silent all this time, said coldly, his dark eyes filled with condensation.
"Ahem, it's okay. I suddenly remembered that I had something else to do, so I left first. There's no need to send me off." Mu Lifeng heard the displeasure in his tone, and without waiting for Beitang Shuo to respond, he left.
After leaving the door, he thoughtfully closed the door.
Looking at the closed door, Beitang Shuo had a helpless smile on his lips. He had envied this good brother more than once, for being so free and free and doing whatever he wanted, but as for himself...