Lin Feiwan smiled and leaned down to pull up Yuemei, but Yuemei shook her hand away and cried: "Sister Wan, I beg you to let the emperor let my father go, I don't want to be a concubine anymore.
I didn’t do it right”
Scarlet blood splashed on the blue bricks drop by drop. Lin Feiwan was stunned on the spot.
"Get out of here, what nonsense are you talking about here?!"
A black figure suddenly flashed out from behind, stood in front of Yuemei and dragged her out.
"Sister Wan, sister Wan"
Yuemei hugged Lin Feiwan's knees and shouted at the top of her lungs
"Ghost, stop!"
Lin Feiwan ordered the ghost that suddenly appeared, squatted down and looked at Yuemei seriously: "Yuemei, what did you just say about concubine, Your Majesty? I still don't understand what you mean."
Yuemei grabbed Lin Feiwan's hand, gave the ghost a fearful look, then got up and tried her best to get into Lin Feiwan's arms.
"Say, it's okay." Lin Feiwan could see her fear, and added: "I'm here, no one dares to hurt you."
Yuemei finally mustered up the courage to tell everything.
"Sister Wan, a few days ago, my father arranged for me to enter the palace to choose the concubine. After several competitions, I unexpectedly won. When I got home, I found that my father was missing. I heard scary people saying that he seemed to have been captured by the emperor's imperial guards.
I thought I must have done something wrong and made the emperor angry, so I came here to ask Sister Wan to intercede for me. I can not be a concubine, but the emperor must let my father go."
Lin Feiwan probably understood what she meant, and said with a bitter look on her face: "Yuemei, I don't know the emperor either. Why don't you turn back and wait for Che to come back, and I'll see if he can find any way to rescue your father."
After all, Xiao Che is an official and should be able to contribute something, Lin Feiwan thought.
At this moment, Yuemei was clearly dumbfounded. She held Lin Feiwan's hand and cried: "Sister Wan, please stop joking with me. Brother Xiao is the current emperor. He loves you so much. Now only you can do it."
Help me, Sister Wan, I beg you."
Yuemei kept kowtowing, and the blood on his forehead was stained all over the floor.
"Yuemei, are you kidding? Although Che is an official, he is not the emperor after all. Get up quickly."