Su Yan was just talking to Xiao Hua.
Although the voice was very low, the place was so quiet that it was terrifying, enough to let the voice reach the ears of the comatose person.
Almost right after her voice fell, suddenly the person on the bed's dark eyelashes trembled lightly, and the next second, his eyes opened.
Dark and profound eyes, emitting a captivating sheen.
Their eyes met, Su Yan blinked, and after a few beats, she realized what had happened, stepped back, and according to the etiquette she remembered
"Your Highness, you're awake."
The person lying on the bed did not speak for a long time, just watching her.
After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded
"Come here"
Su Yan raised her head, stood up, and walked over.
Xuanyuan Yonghao saw her standing there obediently, and he slightly lowered his eyebrows.
Sitting up, leaning against the headboard.
His face wore an abnormal pallor.
