Duanmu Minya, who had already narrowed her eyes, suddenly opened her wide after hearing Xia Jin's words, then shouted in surprise, and then jumped up again. Because she was too big, she jumped so hard that she was not able to bear it.
Controlled bounces up.
The whole head hit the carved bed above her head, making a loud noise, then Duanmu Minya's miserable screams and the cry of Xia Jin who was implicated by her rose one after another.
With their deafening screams, a dazzling figure as sapphire suddenly broke open the empty door and ran in.
Following behind were two slender figures, one red and one green, the one red is Qiujuan and the one green is Xiaoying.
And who else is the figure as dazzling as sapphire?
"ah!"
When Xia Jin held the bumpy forehead and turned around and looked at the door open, she screamed again.
Can she not scream?
A man ran into the princess's room. How could she not scream?
Because she knocked Duanmu Minya hard on her elbow, and suddenly she looked at her eyes. She could see clearly who was coming in. When she saw a man, she would of course scream.
Her screams and the look of holding her forehead, and Duanmu Minya holding her head and lying on the quilt, made Song Yichen's face change suddenly, and she was frightened to the point of being pale.
The figure rushed to the bed like lightning and asked in a panic look.
"What's wrong? What happened? Where did you hurt? How did you get hurt?"
"Princess, are you injured? Sister Xia Jin, where are you injured? Tell me quickly? What's going on with Sister Xia Jin?"
"Princess, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Qiujuan, Doctor Song, please help them quickly."
Xiaoying and Qiujuan, who followed him, looked at Duanmu Minya and Xia Jin's painful appearance, were so panicked that they were at a loss that they should support them or check their injuries. They were so shocked that they were scared.
I was at a loss and didn't know where to place my hands and feet.
Song Yichen quickly ignored Duanmu Minya's room, ignored Xia Jin beside him and Xiaoying behind him, Qiu Juan suddenly sat by the bed, hugging Duanmu Minya with her head, and was confused.
Duanmu Minya was held in her arms and then carefully checked that Duanmu Minya was injured.
Duanmu Minya, who was holding her head and wailing, didn't realize that she had changed her position at all. She still touched the top of her head, squinted her eyes, and her mouth was whispering in pain.
"Let me see, why did you get hurt? Did you touch it?"
After suppressing the panic in his heart and looking at the room quickly, she found that it was not the phenomenon she thought, and then she concluded that Duanmu Minya and Xia Jin had accidentally bumped into each other, looking at them holding their heads.
Very likely.
He just heard their screams, and he thought there was an assassin, but after seeing that there was no trace of fighting in the room, his heart, which was hanging in the air, finally returned to his original position.
Song Yichen's gentle movements and tender voices slowly swayed into Duanmu Minya's consciousness.
When Duanmu Minya, who was puzzled, still touched her head and slowly turned her head. Her bright eyes looked at the handsome man who was close to her, and a red cloud suddenly floated on her pink face.