Zhao Li and Yi Xin chased her and lowered their voices while running, shouting: "Empress...Empress...Be calm..." They were afraid of being heard, so they dared not shout too much.
She turned around, held up her sword and waved her sword, desperately and disorganized, shouting: "Get down! You follow me again, and I will kill you!"
The two had to retreat.
Fangfei ignored them completely, stopped the horse again, and rushed forward.
The wind was whistling, and the rain and snow all poured into her neck. She rushed around and ran in the darkness. I don’t know how long she had run! It was quiet around her, and she was the only one - the guards were left behind from afar
!
The horse neighed and stopped, almost hitting a tree. Fangfei was so bumpy that she almost fell off the horse's back.
Then I realized that I had arrived at the Imperial Study Room again - not far ahead, Imperial Study Room was not far away.
My whole body was covered in sweat, and it stopped. When the wind blew, it condensed on my body and began to cool down. My whole body seemed to have turned into a popsicle. At this time, I slowly began to wake up.
Your Majesty, what are you doing?
She dismounted and walked over with big strodes. No matter what he was doing, she had to figure it out tonight! She even realized that she was holding a sword - it was the Frost Flower Sword just given by Li Yuping!
After wielding it randomly for so long, she didn't realize it was - a sword!
She held the hilt of the sword, her hands trembled constantly, almost falling down.
There were still lights in the imperial study room, with faint and noisy voices!
It's so late at night, except for His Majesty's reunion, who dares to make such a noise?
She lifted her sword and rushed over.
The night is quiet, dark, endless darkness reflects the thin light of snow, making people's eyes almost bleeding - it is clearly dark, why is it more harmful than the snow light in the day?
She wiped her eyes hard, and the pain was so unbearable.
She slowed down and approached gently. At this moment, she was not afraid, but despair - just like facing the truth of the matter, she dared not face it!
I have always been suspicious, but when I really faced it, I was extremely scared.
Finally, my steps moved to the door of the Imperial Study Room.