For a moment, the huge hall suddenly became quiet. Even Wang Yue didn't know how to rescue her.
Xuanqing hummed softly, stood up and walked outside.
Looking at his leaving figure, Yin Luzhu said calmly: "Go slowly, Xuanqing."
After finishing her words, she looked at Wangyue and whispered: "While he is in a low mood, chase him out quickly."
Wangyue was stunned again. She looked at Yin Luzhu, and suddenly she didn't know what she was thinking.
But she didn't hesitate in the end, she got up and quickly chased after him.
Xuanqing was obviously angry. He walked very fast and his face was very gloomy.
Yin Luzhu, she didn't feel the slightest guilt about the things she had done to herself in the past, and she could still say it so calmly, without caring about his mood at all.
"Monarch!"
Wangyue's voice sounded behind him, but Xuanqing kept walking forward, as if he had never heard it before.
Wangyue was also persistent, still running and trying to catch up with Xuanqing.
But by accident, she stepped into the deep soil, sank in a little, and suddenly fell to the ground.
"Empress!"
Liang'er was startled and shouted at Xuanqing's back: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has fallen."
Xuanqing finally stopped.
He turned around and looked at Wangyue, who had fallen completely on the snow. Looking at her embarrassment, he sighed deeply and turned back.
When he came to Wangyue, he leaned down and helped the person up.
"Are you okay?"
Hearing the caring voice in her ears, Wang Yue felt warm in her heart. She raised her eyes towards Xuan Qing and shook her head gently, "It's okay, I just fell. I, my concubine, are not that delicate.
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Xuanqing said nothing, just looked at the moon quietly.
In fact, he knew that although the person in front of him looked like she could fall with a single blow of wind, in fact, she was more tenacious than anyone else and could do her best to survive in the face of adversity. p>
Xuanqing suddenly thought of that night at the Prince of Chu Xiang's Mansion, when he was tortured by Yin Luzhu until he was dying, and his fever would not go away. It was Wangyue who cooled himself down regardless of honor, and was able to save his life.
"Alas."
In the silence, Xuanqing suddenly sighed.
Mochizuki was stunned.
She looked at Xuan Qing in confusion, her eyes full of confusion and confusion, "My lord, are you worried about anything?"
Seeing the sincere concern and worry in Wangyue's eyes, Xuanqing was slightly startled.
He had never seen this kind of look on Yin Luzhu's face.
That person, she doesn't care about her life or death at all.
"Monarch?"
Seeing that Xuanqing didn't speak, Wangyue couldn't help but urge him again.
Xuanqing lowered his eyes and shook his head gently, "It's nothing."
It’s just that I suddenly feel like I’m sick. There are obviously people around me who care about me sincerely, but I insist on clinging to those insidious and scheming people.
But...
Only in front of that person will you feel a little joy.
"Liang'er, send your mistress back to the palace and ask the imperial doctor to take a look at her."
As he said that, Xuanqing took off his cloak and put it on Wang Yue's body. "The road is slippery in the snow. You must be worried when you come out."
Feeling the warmth coming from her body and the caring words from Xuanqing, Wangyue looked at him in astonishment, and her clear moon-like eyes instantly became moist.
"I know it."
Xuanqing nodded and forced a smile, "Then go back."