Grandma Jin Ru helped Mu Qingwan to the door of Changxin Palace, then stopped and said:

"Your Majesty, the Changxin Palace is right in front of you. The master still needs someone to take care of you, so I can only send you here."

Mu Qingwan saw that she didn't seem to want others to see her. Although she was confused, she still smiled gratefully:

"Thank you, mama, for sending me back. It's already late. Mama, please go back and rest early."

After bidding farewell to Aunt Jin Ru, Mu Qingwan gathered her clothes and then walked slowly towards Changxin Palace.

As soon as she stepped into the hall, Mu Qingwan felt something strange. Normally, whenever she came back, Biying and Mo Ge would greet her with smiles, but today it was deserted. She turned around the screen in confusion and was dumbfounded.

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Who wasn't Xia Houlie who was sitting there glaring at her with a sullen face?!

"Are you willing to come back?"

His cold tone was like a sharp arrow shot at Mu Qingwan. She turned around and motioned to Biying and the other maids to get down, lest Xia Houlie go crazy and hurt innocent people.

After they all left, she walked to the side with her legs up, poured a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and felt better before speaking calmly:

"I just got lost outside."

Xia Houlie was even more annoyed when he saw her looking so cold. He strode forward and grabbed her wrist, saying in a cold tone:

"Weren't you very stubborn just now? Are you still getting lost?"

Mu Qingwan didn't know whether her toughness had anything to do with getting lost, but now she was weak, her head hurt, her legs hurt, and she didn't want to say a word.

She struggled with her hand but couldn't get it out, so she simply let him go. She couldn't get away from him anyway with his brute strength, so she still said calmly:

"Your Majesty, please come back if nothing happens. I feel a little dizzy and want to rest."

Maybe it was because the temperature outside was too low and the wind was too cold. Now she felt the cold air coming up in waves. The wounds on her forehead and knees all ached with burning pain. Her body felt like falling into an ice cellar, and then again.

Burning in the fierce fire, if he didn't leave, she would almost be unable to hold on.

"Are you chasing me away?"

He increased the strength, and Mu Qingwan shivered at the bone-chilling pain. Cold sweat broke out all over her body, her vision went dark, and there was a sweet smell in her throat. She secretly gritted her teeth to hold back, dug her nails into her palms, and used the pain to wake herself up.

Some reluctantly said:

"The Emperor will attend court early tomorrow, so it's better to go back and rest early."

If he continued to pester her, she wasn't sure whether she could continue to support him.

Seeing that her tone had softened, Xia Houlie let go of his hand. Mu Qingwan lost her support for a moment, a wave of dizziness hit her, she staggered, and she hurriedly held on to the table next to her to steady herself.

The tables and chairs in front of her began to become blurry, and she pinched herself hard again, telling herself that she would never fall down in front of this man.

Seeing her pale face and cold sweat on her forehead, Xia Houlie frowned and said coldly: "What's wrong with you? The wound still hurts?"

Mu Qingwan lowered her head and closed her eyes. When the dizziness passed, she raised her head again. Although the man in front of her was a little blurry, a smile still appeared on her pale face:

"It's nothing. Your Majesty should return to the palace early and don't worry about my concubine."

Seeing her trying her best to drive him away, Xia Houlie was a little displeased. The other concubines just wanted to keep him in their palace every day, but it was better for her. She was as disgusted as chasing away flies.

However, her attitude was very gentle and respectful, which made him unable to get angry even if he wanted to. He felt a little irritated, snorted coldly, and walked away.

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Chapter completed!