Xiao Chenxuan turned a deaf ear and waved his hand indifferently. When the guard understood, he quickly dragged off the lingering neon clothes. Qiaoer, who was kneeling beside him, had tears streaming down his face.

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Qing Yunran was seriously injured and fell into a coma. He did not wake up for three days and three nights.

Xiu'er, the maid who was assigned to serve her, opened her mouth with chopsticks and fed the soup into her mouth spoonful by spoonful. However, a small amount of the soup flowed into her mouth, but most of it spilled on her clothes.

Xiao Chenxuan walked in, saw her unfavorable movements, his eyebrows tightened, and he scolded in a cold voice: "How do you serve me! You can't handle such a small thing?" [

Xiuer knelt on the ground, her head pulled up, her eyes red, feeling extremely aggrieved, "Slave

Xiao Chenxuan glanced at it with disgust and said angrily: "Get out!"

Hearing this, Xiu'er quickly stood up, not daring to stay any longer, and ran out of the room as if she was running away.

Xiao Chenxuan looked at the half bowl of soup with a cold face, then saw the stains on the couch, his bloodless lips, biting them tightly, his angry eyes became sharp, and he tightened his grip on Qingyun.

With his chin dyed, his lips curled up and he snorted coldly, "If you want to die, I won't let you get your wish!"

After taking a sip of the decoction, the extremely bitter taste made him frown, and he quickly put it into her mouth. Even in a coma, she tried her best to resist.

The two lips and teeth were close to each other, but they were both under the condition of giving medicine.

He narrowed his deep black eyes and looked at the lips that had regained some color. He was slightly dazed. He remembered the soft texture he had touched when he was giving the medicine just now, and felt a tingling sensation in his lower abdomen. After realizing it, he frowned.

, cursed secretly, put down the bowl in a panic, and walked out in a panic.

Qing Yunran woke up slowly, she was lying quietly on the couch, her eyes were empty and unfocused, her face was pale, and her expression was dull, as if she had just walked out of hell.

After a long time, her gray pupils moved, and she glanced around, seeing an unattractive maid standing beside the bed, her head falling down and down, as if she was dozing off.

She just moved a little, but her whole body was screaming with heart-pounding pain, and she didn't know if there was any good place on her body.

Xiu'er suddenly raised her head, turned around and saw Qing Yunran waking up, and shouted happily: "Princess, you finally woke up! That's great, I will go and report it now."

Before Qing Yunran could stop her, Xiu'er turned around and ran out quickly. There was a bit of worry on her face. She took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. She thought she was freed, but unexpectedly, it was another round.

The beginning of painful torture.

A prison-like palace and a cruel and ruthless prince made her feel like she was in hell.

Outside the door, there was the sound of the maid and her servants kneeling down. Qing Yunran trembled all over, with a look of fear in her eyes. With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Xiao Chenxuan walked calmly, walked to the bedside, lowered his head, and looked at Qingyun's ankle-timing little face. His stern face was filled with coldness. He grabbed her clothes without mercy and sneered: "

Qing Yunran, you are really powerful, you have only been in the house for a few days, and you have disturbed the peace in the palace!"
Chapter completed!