Eunuch Li looked again and found that the skirt of Ji Muhan's upper body clothes was actually a little wrinkled.
Normally, it is impossible for His Majesty to make such a small mistake.
Eunuch Li thought for a while, and decided to remind: "Your Majesty, your clothes seem to be a little messed up."
Ji Muhan's eyes turned cold, he threw the book on the table, and looked down at the luxurious fabric.
The clothes, which were originally organized and smooth, were a little messy at the moment, as if they were tightly grasped by someone.
In the blink of an eye, Ji Muhan thought of something.
He stood up abruptly, his tone a little anxious: "Go and get him back."
After thinking about it for a while, Eunuch Li knew who Ji Muhan was talking about. He bent down and was about to answer, but saw Ji Muhan waved his hand and said impatiently: "Forget it, I will go in person."
After speaking, Ji Muhan hurriedly walked around Eunuch Li and walked out.
Surprise flashed across Eunuch Li's eyes, and he quickly followed.
Doesn't the meaning of His Majesty going there in person mean that he doesn't care so much about the eldest princess?
**
When the two arrived, all they saw was an empty space, with no one on the snow-white ground.
Ji Muhan's whole body was filled with air-conditioning, and Eunuch Li stood behind him tremblingly.
The extremely obvious traces of carriage marks, as well as the obvious snow pit on the ground, all indicate that the little boy fell to the ground because he was standing in the snow.
However, someone was going to the palace, but found the unconscious young boy, and took him away.
At this point in time, there is only one person who still wants to enter the palace¡ªPrime Minister Li.
Eunuch Li didn't dare to speak, but stood silently.
Jimuhan clenched his hands tightly, his fingers deeply embedded in his palms, and blood flowed from his fingers.
His voice was dry and hoarse, and his voice was difficult: "Go back."
Eunuch Li bent down and said respectfully: "Yes."
**
After getting into the carriage yesterday, Mu Ran began to play the image of a young boy in pain, but at the end, he fell asleep in a daze.
Mu Ran is dreaming.
He dreamed that he had won the Best Actor trophy, and one of his juniors was sitting under the stage.
It was a very sunny and handsome young man, looking at him with joy in his eyes.
Mu Ran smiled at him, but when he took the trophy and sat beside him, the smile on the young man's face disappeared.
Become a bit bloodthirsty and cruel, in a blur, Mu Ran heard him say in a low voice: "Senior, I really want to lock you up."
Then, Mu Ran only felt a chill on his wrist, he lowered his head in a daze, and there was a pair of handcuffs on his wrist.
Mu Ran was startled and woke up suddenly. His pupils were dilated and there was a little sweat on his forehead.
Looking at the antique top of the bed, Mu Ran understood.
It turns out that everything just now was a dream
Someone poked the fleshy face.
Mu Ran turned his head and looked at the person coming.
Beside his bed lay a little girl with a pink hair flower on her hair, her eyes were twinkling and looking at him.
Seeing him looking over, with a sweet smile on his face: "You're awake!"
Mu Ran said a word: "Who are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was startled by his own voice.
The voice is hoarse and unbelievable.
Li Miaomiao tilted her head, and said softly in a childlike voice: "I'm Li Miaomiao, my father said that if you wake up, you should rest on the bed and not move around."
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