It was also fortunate that Little Nine was the Ninth Emperor. If it were any ordinary woman, she might not be able to keep herself safe in this storm...
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After leaving the palace, Mu Yi ran straight to the courtyard where the Ninth Emperor lived.
He was out of breath, and his face was all sweaty.
But…
He stopped in front of the gate, hesitating.
He put his hand on the gate but then withdrew it.
He had previously done countless things to hurt Little Nine, and now, he wanted to ask for her forgiveness. He was afraid…
She might not forgive him either.
However, Qingya's life was already in her hands. Even if Mu Yi was reluctant, he finally raised his hand and opened the gate.
It was quiet.
However, Mu Yi did not dare to enter without permission. After all, when he entered before, he fell into the formation, and it took a long time to come out.
There was no time to wait.
