Host, just obey. He loves the innocent male protagonist so much!

There are so many concubines in the cold palace that it is more like an ancient version of a mental hospital.

Most people will become unconscious after staying in the cold palace for a long time.

Yu'er was like this. Lu Qizhi thought she would really take him to find Concubine Yun, but he didn't expect Yun'er to take him to an empty room.

The room was full of cobwebs, the paper covering the door and windows had holes in it, and many tiles had fallen from the roof. The sunlight fell in beams, and dust danced in the beams.

It was obvious that no one had lived there for a long time.

Lu Qizhi frowned and asked Yu'er, "Where is the person?"

"That it."

Yu'er pointed to a straw mat not far away.

There seemed to be something wrapped in the straw mat, and it looked like a person.

Is the person already dead?

Lu Qizhi frowned slightly and walked towards the straw mat.

When the straw mat was lifted, a pungent odor hit me in the face. Under the mat was the bloody corpse of a puppy, filled with the stench of a rotting corpse.

Lu Qizhi covered his mouth and nose and stepped back.

Yu'er reached out and grabbed Lu Qizhi's arm, looking at him with a puzzled look: "Sister, aren't you going to save someone? Please save Xiao Wang."

Yu'er was very strong, pulling Lu Qizhi forward, her eyes filled with a dark light of persistence, and she murmured, "Xiao Wang, I'm going to find someone to rescue you, hold on."

Lu Qizhi broke free from Yu'er, resisted the urge to vomit, and said, "It's dead."

"You're talking nonsense!" Yu'er glared at Lu Qizhi fiercely: "Little Wang is not dead! Sister, please save it!"

As she spoke, Yu'er actually pulled out a rusty dagger from her sleeve and stabbed it towards Lu Qizhi.

"Fuck!"

Lu Qizhi never thought that this madman was going to stab him while talking. He was completely unprepared. If he was stabbed, the rusty dagger would definitely give him tetanus.

No sooner said than done, a breeze blew by, the door of the room was opened, a figure flew in, kicked Yu'er away, and put his arms around Lu Qizhi's waist.

Yu'er bumped into the wall and fainted instantly.

Just like a scene in an idol drama, Lu Qizhi turned 360 degrees in the man's arms. The sunlight from the window shone in, and against the light, Lu Qizhi felt as if he had seen a god.

That handsome face came into Lu Qizhi's sight.

If it’s not Lin Hejin, then who else could it be?

Lu Qizhi was not in the mood to appreciate Lin Hejin's beauty at the moment, he was more panicked.

He was put down by Lin Hejin, and the two looked at each other in silence. Suddenly, Lu Qizhi laughed awkwardly, "Your Highness Prince Duan, what a coincidence."

"Unfortunately, I came to see you."

Lin Hejin laughed with an ambiguous tone, "Princess Duan, you're so leisurely and leisurely that you've come to the cold palace to play?"

"I... I got lost." Lu Qizhi immediately thought of an excuse and immediately seized Lin Hejin's handle: "Your Highness Prince Duan, you lied about your leg disease."

"This is the crime of deceiving the emperor!"

"Oh?" Lin Hejin chuckled, put his arm around Lu Qizhi's waist and pulled him forward.

There was only a distance of two fingers between the two of them, and Lu Qizhi could hear the sound of his heartbeat gradually quickening.

I don’t know whether it’s mine or Lin Hejin’s.

Lin Hejin said softly, "If this matter is exposed, the first person to die will be you, Song Yan."

Lu Qizhi heard the threat.

He took a few steps back, keeping a safe distance from Lin Hejin, and then reached out to his mouth and made a zippering motion: "Don't worry, Your Highness Prince Duan, you and I are husband and wife, I will definitely help you keep the secret!"