"Your Majesty, Mrs. Li has been kneeling for an hour."
Zhang Yu glanced at the faces of the people sitting on the seat and said cautiously.
Duan Yichen frowned and slowly raised his eyes. Ever since Xiaoxiao was imprisoned in the dungeon yesterday, his expression has been ugly.
He got up a little irritably and opened the door. As expected, Guan Li was kneeling at the door, looking at him with clear eyes for a moment, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing voice, "Your Majesty, I beg you to let Miss Lin go."
Duan Yichen's brows furrowed even more tightly, he pondered for a moment, and said calmly, "Li'er, why do you want to plead for her?"
"Your Majesty, Miss Lin is my only confidant." Guan Li Yingying bowed down, "Your Majesty, I am willing to bear all the punishment for her. I just ask Your Majesty to let her go."
Duan Yi narrowed his eyes and clasped his hands behind his back, "I have never known that Li'er could be so humble for someone."
Guan Li raised his head and smiled faintly, "If it's for someone, it's better to say it's for the prince."
"For this king?"
"Your Majesty, I see your kindness to Miss Lin. If you need an excuse to face it calmly, then I am willing to make it happen."
Duan Yichen's eyes flickered, and an imperceptible wave passed through his pupils. He lowered his eyes, walked past her and walked out of the study, and coldly said, "I don't like your self-righteousness."
Guan Li was still kneeling there, chin slightly, "Yes, I know I was wrong."
When she heard the footsteps behind her, she stood up slowly, her eyes filled with coldness.
Duan Yichen had just walked into the yard when Xiaodouzi hurriedly ran to him and knelt down with a plop, "Your Majesty, please let Miss Lin go."
Hearing that he was pleading for Xiaoxiao again, Duan Yichen's eyes turned cold, "If anyone dares to say a word for her again, I will cut out his tongue!"
"Your Majesty, Miss Lin caught wind and cold and had a fever all night last night!" Xiaodouzi was so anxious that she almost cried. "Your Majesty, Miss Lin's body has not been well since she drowned last time. If you don't call a doctor,
, I’m afraid…”
Before he finished speaking, he felt a flash of white flashing before his eyes. When he looked closer, Duan Yichen had already disappeared like a gust of wind.
In the windy dungeon, the humidity was particularly serious. Duan Yichen strode into the innermost cell. When he saw the shivering person huddled in the corner, he frowned and said, "Open the door!"
"Yes," the jailer hurriedly opened the cell door.
He stepped forward and helped her up. Xiaoxiao's cheeks were red and there was cold sweat on her forehead, "Yingying?"
Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, and the blurry figure in front of her slowly became clearer. When she saw it was him, she smiled weakly, "You said you wouldn't leave me alone... Fortunately, you didn't break your promise..."
Duan Yichen's evil eyes slowly accumulated a mist, and he immediately picked her up and shouted, "Call the doctor quickly!"
Xiaoxiao nestled in his arms, a faint smile blooming unconsciously on her lips.
She was just sick, so sick that she lost her sense. Then, she allowed herself to be greedy for his arms at this moment, just once, just once...
Gradually, she fell asleep.
Duan Yichen carried her directly to his room, and soon the doctor hurried over.
"Your Majesty, Miss is just suffering from cold. She will be fine after taking some medicine and resting for a while."
Hearing that she was okay, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. After struggling for a long time, he sat back on the bed again and stared at her peaceful sleeping face. His expression actually softened a bit. Glancing at her clothes soaked in cold sweat,