However, looking at the servant who had fallen to the ground, Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and did not dare to say anything.
At this moment, a familiar voice came from the side, and when she turned, she saw a handsome young man walking toward them.
"What's happening?"
The young man was handsome, but his face was a little pale. His fine hair fluttered in the wind stunningly, making Liu Qingqing's heart beat faster.
Looking at Murong Qing, who was walking slowly, Liu Qingqing raised her head and looked a little coy. "Fourth Prince, you're here?"
Murong Qing glanced at Liu Qingqing and frowned. "Why are you here?"
He was cold and distant, which made Liu Qingqing a bit disappointed.
She looked up and coincidentally saw Murong Qing turn around and walk toward Nan Chiyou.
In his eyes, there was a gentleness that she had never seen before.
