Fuying woke up from the pain. When she opened her eyes, she saw the familiar Ning'an Palace, with dim candlelight and a silent darkness outside the window.

Just by moving his eyes, Yun Ye ran out of the palace crying with joy: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, she's awake!"

Someone from the palace helped Ying to stand up and gave her some saliva. She subconsciously licked her dry lips, and a fishy-sweet taste immediately rolled up on her tongue.

The girl frowned slightly, as if... the smell of blood?

"Little cherry!"

Fuying had never seen such a miserable father. His temples seemed to be even grayer. He staggered towards her and his eyes were bloodshot: "My little cherry, you have slept for too long!"

"Father..."

The girl was not very awake yet, and she felt aggrieved when she saw her father as soon as she woke up. Her eye circles quickly turned red, and she said angrily: "Father, I'm fine."

"What's wrong? You were unconscious for a whole day and night!"

Then, he hugged his little daughter tightly in his arms, and his old eyes were inevitably misty: "Do you know that my father is about to be scared to death by you!"

Fuying comforted him softly: "I am not doing well. I am in danger this time, thanks to..."

The girl subconsciously looked around, but did not see the familiar figure, so she asked: "Where is the little slave who saved me?"

The old emperor's expression changed, he straightened up slightly and said in a deep voice: "It was Xie Zhou who found you in the stone wall of the cliff. I didn't see any slaves there."

"How is that possible?"

Fu Ying clearly remembered how Pei Yan desperately grabbed her the moment she fell off the cliff, and how they depended on each other for life and death in the stone wall. Even in order to save herself, he...

How could it not be?

The girl seemed a little angry. She broke away from her father's arms, and the look on her cheeks was a bit squeamish: "Father, tell me the truth, what is going on?"

The old emperor became serious: "I am just a slave. If you like it, my father will choose some people himself..."

"Father!" The girl interrupted him hastily, and she already understood the general idea in her heart: "If it weren't for him, maybe I would have died long ago!"

"Why don't you die! Don't talk about death in the future!" The old emperor's voice rose in vain.

Seeing that her father was really angry, the girl carefully pinched the corner of his sleeve with her small white hands, shook it gently, and said in a soft and sweet voice: "Father..."

The old emperor's eyes softened, he sighed, and explained with gentle words: "Little Cherry, you are the most noble princess of the Wei Dynasty. You are a girl. You have been with a little slave for a day and a night. If word spreads, it will not affect you."

OK."

Fuying was silent for a long time: "So, my father chose Xie Zhou, a high-ranking man, to cover up this matter for me?"

"Fu Ying!" The old emperor was so angry at these words that he sternly rebuked.

The girl was also extremely stubborn and was about to lift the brocade quilt: "Where is he now?"

"You will never see him again!" The old emperor was heartbroken and his voice was ruthless.

"Where is he? I'm going to find him!"

Fuying didn't care about her shoes and socks, she stepped on the ground with her bare feet and rushed out!

Everyone was shocked, and the angry voice of the old emperor came again: "You all have taken care of the princess! If I find that the princess ran away privately, no one will survive!"

Fuying was placed under house arrest for three full days.

At night, she sat in front of the window in a daze. Yun Ye wiped her hands for her and said: "Your Highness, don't think about it. According to the truth, if a slave ruins his master's reputation, he must disappear from the world in order to atone for his sin. But

, Your Majesty is kind and grateful for his loyalty and risking his life to save you, so he sent him out of the palace politely..."

"What?" Fuying suddenly turned around and asked.

Yun Ye immediately covered his mouth, shocked to realize that he had spilled the beans.

However, she was still out of control. She didn't stop the little princess and asked her to sneak out through the back window.

Fu Ying first went to the stables, and sure enough, Pei Yan was nowhere to be seen. Then, with a sudden change of heart, she got on a horse and rushed out!

When the guards guarding the gate at night saw the princess holding the token and wanting to leave the palace, they naturally did not dare to stop her, but they rushed to report it to the emperor as soon as possible.

The girl is riding a horse and galloping down the long street. The Suzaku Street at night has shed the bustle of the day, and is deep and silent. The wide and flat bluestone surfaces leave anxious horse hoof prints one after another.<

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He was so seriously injured, where did he go?

Occasionally, a drunken man staggers by, and the street is deserted, and the girl doesn't know where to look for him.

Then, she suddenly thought of a place, the place where they first met, and immediately turned her horse's head and drove towards Hanguang Road.

Until the sky revealed a tiny bit of light that was so delicate that it could barely be detected, the discouraged girl stopped her horse dejectedly in front of the Da Ci'en Temple. There was nothing. Perhaps, in his heart, he felt that he was a ruthless, ungrateful person, so he simply...

Gone...

However, when a beam of light struck down, the moment she raised her eyes, Fuying saw a lonely figure huddled in the corner.

It's him!

Pei Yan heard the sound of horse hooves, and he slowly raised his head. In his chaotic eyes, he reflected the figure of the girl rushing towards him eagerly, hitting the ground before dawn, and drawing out a slender shadow.

His eyes burst out with astonishing light, with a little surprise, but more of an eager desire, just like that, bright and wet, looking in the direction of the light.

Their eyes met, and they helped the horse to stop. Seeing this sickly young man covered in injuries, his heart was filled with a dense sense of sourness.

He did not leave, but stayed where he could find it, waiting, waiting...

No matter what, she would take him back. This thought inexplicably became more and more determined in Fuying's heart.

"Go back with me."

The god stretched out his hand.

Pei Yan stood up slowly, divine light flowing in his amber pupils. The girl hidden there came on a horse and fell from the sky. Her satin-like black hair was scattered around her slender waist. She was obviously so fragile, but very fragile.

Be firm.

She didn't even change her clothes and wash herself. She only wore a monotonous pure white middle coat in the cold wind, but it was purer than the moonlight. Under the dress fluttering in the wind, her slender white ankles were shining brightly, which disturbed people's minds.<

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"Your Highness." He tried to stretch out his hand, wanting to accept the gift from the gods, but the next moment, his whole body shook violently, and he fell headlong.

It had been three days since he was kicked out of the palace. He didn't go anywhere. He just stayed outside the gate of Da Ci'en Temple with injuries all over his body. No one could drive him away.

He didn't want to leave the little princess, so he stayed in the place related to the little princess.
Chapter completed!