The Prince Consort's Beloved

Qingluan followed and took two steps. She let go of Kunpeng's hand and said to Qingzhou, "You go and send them off. I will protect the princess."

Qingzhou responded, and Chongming stepped forward and left with Qingzhou, carrying Kunpeng.

Qingfeng grabbed Daya's hand and pleaded, "Xiao Meng, come with me."

Daya refused decisively: "I can't leave, I have to stay with the princess, you go..."

Qing Feng choked up and shouted, "Xiao Meng..."

Daya pretended to be annoyed and scolded him: "What are you doing? Are you crying again? I have told you so many times not to be so useless. You cry more than a woman."

She waved her hands impatiently: "Hurry up, the Prince Consort has left, why don't you hurry and chase after your master."

Qingfeng wiped away tears, looked at Daya reluctantly, and uttered two words heavily: "Wait for me."

Daya's momentum to chase people away suddenly weakened, and she said "hmm" softly.

Qingfeng wiped away his tears again and looked back at Daya every few steps. Daya wanted to glare at him and scold him as usual, but she couldn't bear to do so.

She didn't know when they would meet again, and she didn't want Qingfeng to remember the glare she gave him when he recalled the parting scene.

Daya forced a smile with red eyes. She raised her hand and waved at Qingfeng. Qingfeng raised his sleeve to wipe away his tears. He never cared about his face in front of Daya after getting married. He tried his best to stick to Daya. In order to spend more time with Daya, he even locked Wangcai in the yard and left him alone, only asking Xiaoya to check on him every day. As Xiao Luobai's personal servant, he simply threw the responsibility to Kunpeng.

Was it God's punishment for him and his Xiao Meng being together for too long, so he separated them?

He thought again and realized that was not right. There was no way that he and Xiao Meng were as close as a master and a princess. If there was to be any punishment, it should be his master.

Qingfeng gritted his teeth, followed Xiao Luobai, and never looked back at Daya.

He didn't dare look back. Every time he looked back, the reluctance in his heart grew stronger. If he looked back again, he was afraid that he really wouldn't be able to walk anymore.

Li Yuanrou looked at the departing figures. She suppressed the bitterness in her eyes and hid the sadness and reluctance in her heart.

Her lips were tightly closed, her eyes gradually lost their luster, and her face showed helplessness and pain that could no longer be concealed.

The figure gradually disappeared from sight. A breeze blew by, and Li Yuanrou suddenly felt a little cold. She raised her eyes and glanced at the few people still fighting on the roof, and then looked at King Yun.

Her voice was low and tired: "Don't lie to me, you must get him out of the city safely."

After she finished speaking, she didn't look at King Yun, nor did she wait for his reply, and walked straight into the gate of Qingmei Garden.

Prince Yun looked at her steadily, with two voices fighting in his heart: to ascend the throne or to live in seclusion in the mountains.

Li Yuanrou entered the yard and saw the broken swing at a glance. She looked around and saw large patches of blood on the ground. She stepped over the corpses lying on the ground without changing her expression and pushed open the door of the dormitory.

She frowned and looked over to follow a faint sound. She squatted down and asked, "Xiaotian?"

Xiaotian sat slumped under the table, trembling. He spoke in a trembling voice: "Sister-in-law...Sister-in-law...I can't move, my legs won't obey me..."

Li Yuanrou stretched out her hand and dragged Xiaotian out with great effort. Xiaotian lay on the ground exhausted: "Where's my brother?"

Li Yuanrou said calmly: "Let's go."

Xiaotian said dejectedly: "He also abandoned you."

Li Yuanrou said calmly: "He won't abandon me."

She walked to the bed, took off her shoes, and lay down on her side of the bed. She looked up at the ceiling and said, "Go out and close the door for me. I want to rest for a while."

Xiaotian said dejectedly: "I can't move."

Qingluan and Daya, who were guarding the door, came in and helped Xiaotian out.

Daya tentatively said: "Princess, do you want to rest in another yard? Here..."

Li Yuanrou's voice was indifferent, without any emotion: "No, it's right here."

This is where she and Xiao Luobai live. There is Xiao Luobai's scent on the bed. They slept on this bed a few hours ago.

The door was closed. Li Yuanrou looked at the roof quietly. She could still hear faint sounds of fighting. Gradually, the fighting sounds turned into some rustling sounds. Someone must be cleaning her yard.

She lay there until sunset. Daya came to bring her food twice, but she didn't move.

She was actually quite tired, but she couldn't really rest. She was nervous and felt uneasy.

This is Dai Viet. The outside world is full of dangers for Xiao Luobai. He was injured and poisoned. Is he safe now? Where has he gone? Does he have an antidote?

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In Dabei Zen Temple.

Xiao Luobai's hands trembled slightly as he held the letter. The letter said that his master Zhuge Hongzhan had died.

Helena's eyes were red as she loudly rebuked, "If you had listened to me and followed me earlier, the Imperial Master wouldn't have died. You are still hesitant now. Do you have any heart?"

She became more and more excited as she spoke: "The royal aunt left her hometown to raise you, taught you martial arts and planned everything for you. Now she is in a difficult situation and her life is at stake..."

Helena roared, "Who is she doing this for? Are you so selfish that you only care about your own love and don't care about her life or death at all? The royal aunt has really raised an ungrateful person!"

Xiao Luobai looked painful, and his knuckles turned slightly pale from holding the letter so tightly.

Except for Qingzhou who was feeding medicine into Kunpeng's mouth with an indifferent look on his face, the rest of the people had heavy faces. They all tended to return to Beiluo. They really couldn't stay in Dayue anymore.