The demon Empress was a person who valued relationships, and the revered Emperor was her disciple. She couldn't possibly leave him in the lurch!
Mrs. Fu heaved a sigh of relief. For some reason, she believed Nangong Yu's words without a doubt.
Nangong Yu loved Qing Chen so much that it was impossible for him to sit by and watch him get into trouble.
"Your Highness, thank you so much, Yingluo."
Mrs. Fu forced a smile. She turned her head again and looked at the pale young man on the bed.
The sunlight poured in through the window and fell on the young man's handsome and thin face.
The teenager's eyelashes trembled slightly. He felt a buzzing sound in his ears, but he could not hear what those people were saying.
He felt as if his eyelids were made of gold, and he had to use all his strength to open his eyes by a small gap.
