The weak prince's queen

Just after Chu Xiyue took Xiao Zixuan hostage and walked a distance away, she stopped, turned to look at the maid who had been following closely beside her, and said softly: "You go first, it's safe here." The maid was stunned at first when she heard this, but then she reacted and hurriedly responded respectfully.

At the same time, Mo Feng, who was not far away, saw this and extended a hand to the maid, signaling her to mount the horse. Without the slightest hesitation, the maid nimbly grabbed Mo Feng's hand, used the force to lightly jump, and sat steadily on the saddle behind Mo Feng.

Chu Xiyue scanned the surroundings, feeling slightly relieved after confirming that the distance was sufficient for their escape. Then, she glanced at Xiao Yichen, who was not far away. Xiao Yichen, receiving the signal, nodded in understanding.

Chu Xiyue suddenly thrust Xiao Zixuan, who was being held hostage, forward, and, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, she dove onto the horse's back with a flash of her own, leaping as lightly as a swallow. Almost instantly, Xiao Yichen reached out and caught the leaping Chu Xiyue with impeccable precision. He then clamped his legs around the horse's belly, flicked the reins, and the steed neighed, unleashing its hooves and galloping away like the wind.

Along the way, Xiao Yichen and Chu Xiyue rode their horses, galloping recklessly. The sound of horse hooves echoed through the air, stirring up clouds of dust. Chu Xiyue looked back from time to time, only to find that Xiao Zixuan hadn't sent his men in pursuit. Instead, he seemed to have given up the pursuit and turned, slowly walking back the way they had come, presumably to retrieve the stolen property.

Not long after, the steeds ridden by Xiao Yichen and Chu Xiyue finally arrived at Qingcheng. When they reached the gate of the mansion, Xiao Yichen was the first to dismount with grace and precision. He then trotted quickly to Chu Xiyue's side, extending a pair of broad, warm hands and carefully helping her dismount.

At this moment, the others who had returned with them left quietly and discreetly, leaving the space for the couple who had gone through so much hardship. Xiao Yichen held Chu Xiyue's hand, and the two walked into the room side by side.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Xiao Yichen could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart. He rushed forward, hugged Chu Xiyue's delicate body tightly, and said softly: "You have suffered during this period." His words were full of concern and love.

Chu Xiyue raised her head slightly, a gentle smile on her lips, and replied softly: "I'm fine, it's just that I feel..."

Before she could finish her words, however, she suddenly seemed to have thought of something extremely important. Her once calm face instantly became panicked. Without hesitation, she turned and ran in the direction she had just rushed out, calling out, "Dong'er... Dong'er..." Her voice was filled with anxiety and worry.

At this moment, the maid came forward carefully holding an exquisite brocade box and gently handed it to Chu Xiyue. Obviously, the maid knew that this brocade box was of great significance to Chu Xiyue, so she was so cautious.

Chu Xiyue's eyes welled up with tears after she took the brocade box. She raised her head, stared at the maid in front of her, and said gratefully in a trembling voice, "Thank you. If you hadn't brought this brocade box back to me, I wouldn't know what to do. By the way, what's your name?"

The maid quickly lowered her head and replied respectfully, "My name is Xiang'er. Serving you is my duty, and I do not deserve your gratitude."

At that moment, Mo Feng, who was not far away, suddenly heard a commotion coming from this direction. Curious, he slowly approached with light steps. As he approached, he didn't rush forward to interrupt, but stood quietly to the side, like a silent sculpture.

His deep eyes fixed intently on the conversation between Chu Xiyue and the maidservant beside them, his ears like sensitive microphones, carefully capturing every word and every sentence. When Chu Xiyue uttered the word "Dong'er", Mo Feng's previously relaxed brows furrowed slightly, forming a shallow furrow. Finally, unable to suppress the confusion and concern in his heart, he slowly asked, "Dong'er? What happened to her?"

Upon hearing these words, Chu Xiyue's delicate body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning. Instantly, tears burst forth like a flood. She bit her pale lips tightly, trying to stifle the surging grief, but it was all in vain. After struggling for several moments, she finally could no longer resist the deep pain in her heart, and sobbed, "Dong'er... she's gone from this world... she was beaten to death by those heartless people!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already burst into tears, and her whole body was like a candle in the wind, shaky and ready to collapse to the ground at any moment.

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng's body trembled involuntarily. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "How dare these beasts take human life so lightly! I will make them pay with blood and seek justice for Dong'er!"