Gu Qingxue was alone and helpless. She stared at Prince Heng and said, "Your Highness, this is deliberate revenge."
Prince Heng did not think much of it. He stared at Gu Qingxue and said, "Miss Gu has misunderstood. I am worried about Miss Gu's safety."
After Prince Heng spoke hypocritically, the guards became even more unscrupulous. They stretched out their hands toward Gu Qingxue's direction.
Gu Qingxue happened to glance at these people from the corner of her eyes. Her palm under her sleeve moved. Just as she was about to make a move, she suddenly felt a wave of terrifying inner energy sweeping over like a tidal wave.
The familiar aura made Gu Qingxue's expression change. She raised her head to look at the owner of the aura.
In the dark night, Rong Zhan, who was dressed in a white crescent moon, flew over quickly. He was like a devil who had come from the dark night, standing steadily in front of Gu Qingxue.
