"Jiang Fu, you cheap woman! Why are you helping Yan Xijun that fox spirit?" Zha Liyan scolded Jiang Fu loudly. "Aren't we already harmed enough by her? She let the Emperor throw us into the Cold Palace. Don't you want to take revenge?"

  Jiang Fu was not bothered by Jia Liyan's scolding. She stood still, looking at her in the small hut and calmly said: "I want to avenge someone, but it is not against Empress De."

  The two of them were still in the Cold Palace, unaware that Yan Xizhen had already been demoted from her title as De Fei.

  "You don't know what's good for you. You can't even tell apart your enemies." Jia Lixian said coldly.

  "Who doesn't know what's good for them." Jiang Fu didn't bother to argue with her either, and turned around heartlessly to chase after the two people in front.

  Xue Lian, with the help of Jiang Fu, finally managed to support Yan Xi Jun to the entrance of the Cold Palace. The guards at the entrance were startled when they saw the injured Yan Xi Jun and knew she was the fourth sister of the imperial family, so they didn't dare delay for a moment. One of the guards, regardless of gender differences, hastily picked her up and followed Xue Lian.

  Jiang Fu couldn't take a step out of the Cold Palace. She stood at the 'door' and gazed at the few people in the distance, her hands placed on her chest, silently praying that this time, Empress De could turn disaster into good fortune.

  Until she couldn't see the figure in front of her, Jiang Fu finally took a step back. She helped Yan Xiu Jun today only because she wanted to leave this cold palace as soon as possible. She still had an unavenged grudge, how could she be willing to give up?

  She has placed all her bets on this move today. Placing her hopes in herself. She deeply believes that one day she will help her out of this cold palace.

  "Zhou Yi Huan, you wait for me." Jiang Fu thought resentfully in her heart. The grudge from that previous frame-up would be avenged someday.

  Xue Lian hurriedly led the guard to Ganquan Palace, seeing that her master's body was bleeding more and more. She sorrowfully cried out: "Master, hold on! We'll be at Ganquan Palace soon."

  The sound of Xue Lian's voice came into her ears. Yan Xi Jun thought to comfort her a bit. She tried hard to open her eyes, but even this little bit of strength couldn't be mustered. Her helpless heart thought: It's really exhausting.

  The guard rushed her away, the jolting of the walk causing the wound in her chest to hurt even more. Yan Xijun let out a cold breath before losing consciousness from the unbearable pain.

  Hugging her 'guard' and Xuelian didn't notice anything unusual about her. The two of them were only focused on hurrying along, so they didn't discover it.

  As I passed by the 'flower' garden, the flowers in the garden were blooming in clusters and various kinds of flowers were blossoming beautifully. Xue Lian didn't have time to watch them, but these flowers were so beautiful that there was always someone coming to admire them.

  This is not good. Xue Lian had just turned into a passageway and ran into a large crowd of people. The man walking at the front was wearing a yellow brocade robe, looking very dignified. He was holding hands with a woman in white clothes, walking slowly towards them.

  Xue Lian and the 'guard' did not expect to run into the emperor here. The two were directly stunned, staring blankly at the people in front of them.

  Although the guard reacted first, he had someone in his arms and couldn't bow, so he just used his elbow to nudge the stunned Snow.

  Xue Lian woke up and came to her senses just as the Emperor arrived with that 'girl'.

  Chu Yixuan looked at Xue Lian with displeasure, slightly frowning. Why didn't she salute him when she saw him?

  "What's going on."

  Xue Lian sneaked a glance at the emperor's displeased handsome face. Seeing him ask coldly, she was frightened and hastily prepared to pay her respects.

  "It's nothing, what's going on here?" Chu Yixuan turned his gaze to the guard standing aside, and upon seeing the beauty in his arms, his eyes chilled and shot towards him.

  Chu Yixuan only stared at the guard holding Yan Xijun, for a moment he didn't notice the wounds and blood on her body, which is why he asked this question.

  "Your... Your Majesty..." The guard was frozen by his deadly stare, and his words became incoherent.

  Xue Lian heard this and immediately knelt down on the ground, her head knocking against the floor as she continuously kowtowed and begged: "Your Majesty, please save our master."

  "What's wrong with your master?" Chu Yixuan only felt strange now. Yan Xijun, this little 'girl', had been hiding in the arms of the guard all along, why didn't she speak up?

  It wasn't until he walked closer that he saw her upper body was covered in blood, her clothes stained a deep red. Her face was pale and she had already fainted.

  Chu Yixuan saw this scene, his heart tightened, and he involuntarily grasped the collar of the 'Shi' guard's clothes, roaring: "What's going on?"

  "Your... Majesty..." The guard was at a loss for words, his face pale with fear from being yelled at by the emperor. He felt very wronged and didn't know what was going on either.

  "Your Majesty, please save our master first." Xue Lian begged tremulously from the side.

  Chu Yixuan suddenly woke up. Only then did he let go of the 'guard'. He snatched Yan Xijun from the guard's arms. The crowd followed, saying: "Return to Zhengyang Palace."

  Everyone followed with a shock in their hearts. Although Zhengyang Palace is not far from here, isn't it the emperor's bedroom? The emperor never allows his concubines to enter his palace, so why is this time an exception?

  Although everyone was suspicious in their hearts, they had no choice but to follow as the emperor had personally instructed them to do so.

  Then he immediately ordered: "Luo Zhong, quickly go and summon the imperial physician."

  "Yes, Your Majesty." Luo Zhong also saw the blood everywhere and knew that this matter was urgent, so he didn't dare to delay and hurriedly ran to the Imperial Physician's Institute.

  Xue Lian glanced at the white-clad 'girl'. She knew that this 'girl' was none other than the newly appointed Zhaorong. Seeing that she hadn't followed the Emperor, Xue Lian didn't mind either. She got up and chased after the Emperor.

  It was just a moment. The large crowd that had gathered earlier had dispersed completely. The big 'flower' garden was left with only two 'girls'.

  Ling'er, the palace maid beside Yang Qixue, gazed at the backs of those people, her chest heaving with anger. She indignantly said to her mistress: "Your Highness, how can the Emperor do this? How can he abandon you and leave?"

  "Ling, don't say anything." Yang Qixue gazed at the bright yellow back figure. Since he saw that little woman, his mind had been preoccupied with her, and he hadn't even glanced at himself again.

  He didn't even say goodbye and just left with that person, as if he had forgotten himself.

  A surge of discontent rose to her chest. Yang Qishuang forcefully plucked a precious peony. Her slender fingers tore apart the delicate flower petals. It wasn't until after a while that she asked, "Ling'er, did you see the emperor's expression just now? Was it one of anxious concern?"

  Ling'er glanced at her master, seeing that she had a gloomy expression with her eyes cast down and her red lips pursed tightly. She carefully replied: "Replying to Your Ladyship, it seems there is a bit."

  "Hmph. You say the Emperor has changed his mind." Yang Qixue coldly snorted.

  "Your Ladyship... I don't know." Ling'er knew something was wrong and hastily knelt down saying.

  "Get up." Yang Qixue threw the peony 'flower' to the ground, looking at her lightly and saying. Then she coldly snorted: "Yan Xikun, Yan Xikun, you're really not simple."

  Ling'er's body trembled slightly as she knelt on the ground, knowing that her master was scheming again.