Ah Bao stood up and took the spirit herb. It then turned toward the door of the room.
The whole courtyard was quiet since Nan Chiyou said that.
The emperor opened his mouth, wanting to say something but could not seem to say it out loud.
Remorse, guilt, panic; countless emotions gushed out, like the flood.
He never thought that after he had treated this girl like this, she would still want to save Murong Qing.
"Murong Qing helped me, so I tried to save him, but..." Nan Chiyou sneered, "Liu Qingqing set me up, and you wanted to make a move on me. Now that my mother is here. This matter must be settled between us."
Feng Ruqing frowned and looked at those people in front of her coldly.
There was a murderous intent in her eyes.
The emperor's face was pale. His hands on the sides trembled a little. He clenched his fists tightly as if it could calm his trembling heart.
But...
