Chu Qianli didn't say anything, but asked Liujin to come over and treat the rest of Chu Wang's wounds.
She said she needed to go see the Emperor first.
But she promised that if the Emperor wakes up tonight, she would have a good solution for them.
"What exactly is this good solution?"
Chu Wang was dying of anxiety!
Feng Yexuan sat aside, his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes deep in thought, not uttering a word.
Chu Wang could not hold back, although it was really painful when Liujin was treating his wounds, making his scalp tingle.
But he was still very anxious.
"Little Xuanzi, you've known her for so long, you should understand her well, does she really have a solution?"
Feng Yexuan gave him a faint look, unwilling to speak.
If that woman said she had a way, then it must be true; she wouldn't joke about such matters.
"Liujin, what exactly is the Prince thinking? I..."
