Slowly, Meng Yuan turned his body and stretched his hands. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Ling sitting on the edge of the bed, her face flushed red. Thinking that her poison was not cleared, he sat up nervously, and asked anxiously, "Ling'er, are you alright?"
Zhao Ling glanced at him complainingly, and said in her heart. No, I have something to do. It's you who made me humiliated.
Meng Yuan couldn't understand her expression, and he furrowed his brows in puzzlement. He turned around to see Changdong and Situ Gong, and his face sank. "Why are you two here? This king remembers saying that no one is allowed to come in without this king's order."
"Your subordinates deserve to die." Chang Dong and Situ Gong quickly stepped back and pleaded guiltily.
"Since Mr. Situ is here, let's check the princess to see if the poison has been resolved." Meng Yuan just wanted to ask Situ Gong to help Zhao Ling diagnose and treat.
