He was so upset that he didn't want to be disturbed at all, so he roared irritably: "Get out of here."

"Your Majesty, the Huayang Palace is in trouble."

After hearing this, Murong Haochen didn't ask any questions, he immediately got up and rushed to Huayang Palace without stopping.

Seeing a group of people surrounding the hall, the fire was not extinguished. Seeing this, Murong Haochen walked in angrily and roared coldly: "Why, don't you lower the door and open it?"

"When I return to the emperor, the door is locked for some reason, and the servant is..."

Before the man finished speaking, Murong Haochen snatched the gun from his hand and cut it off with a knife.

Ye Yilan, who was hiding aside, faintly heard the noisy noise outside. A happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and she said softly: "Are you here?"

Murong Haochen pushed the door open, but there was no fire inside. When he saw the light of gas in the brazier, he knew that someone must have done it deliberately.

"What's going on?" The people behind him looked surprised when they saw it.

Seeing that they were all stunned, Han Yuan hurriedly ordered: "Move these two things away quickly."

"Your Majesty, it seems that this is all a false alarm. It would be better to do it earlier..."

Just as Han Yuan was about to continue speaking, he saw that the emperor had no intention of listening to his words, and looked inside to find something that attracted the emperor.

When he pushed the door open just now, he vaguely heard a sound inside. He was curious about who planned everything carefully.

Gradually, he saw a figure squatting on the ground, his body still trembling slightly. His gentle eyes kept glaring at her, and before he could see the person clearly, he pulled her up and pinched her tightly with his backhand.

neck.

In this scene, Ye Yilan actually remembered that he pinched her like this when she was in his house. This time, the force was suffocating.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

The blush on her face had already slowly spread, and she called out softly with all her strength: "Si, Shiro."

With his frowning eyebrows, he heard the extremely soft words in her mouth. That voice, Shiro, he only allowed Lan'er to call.

The trembling hand slowly let go, turned her body around, stared in disbelief, and said in an extremely soft deep voice: "Lan'er, how could it be you?"

Her appearance here surprised even him.

Ye Yilan covered her neck and kept coughing. The moment she saw him, her moist eyes could not help but slowly fall.

As if he hadn't seen it, he turned around indifferently and said with a cold heart: "There is nothing to do now, you should go back."

If she had heard these words before, she would have been angry. Now that she knew the truth, she would not quarrel with him.

With her weak body, she stretched out her hand to grab his wrist, but he ruthlessly threw her away.

That blow made her unable to stand, not to mention that she hadn't eaten in the past few days, so she fell weakly to the ground. When she happened to step back and fall, her head hit the table and chair.

Hearing that sound, Murong Haochen turned around and saw her lying on the ground. At that moment, he put away his cold and arrogant heart, panicked and lifted her up into his arms, not daring to touch her forehead with his trembling hands.

Injuries on.

"Lan'er, wake up. I didn't mean to push you." Just now, he didn't know how much strength he used to push her to the ground.

Seeing him blaming himself every time, her heart would hurt even more. Her weak hand slowly reached out to his face, caressed it, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "It's me who didn't stand firm. Please, please do it in the future."

In front of me, I blame myself."

"Lan'er——"

Seeing that she fainted, he hugged her tighter. How could he not blame himself? If he shouldn't have been indifferent to her because of palace rules at that moment, maybe she wouldn't be hurt.
Chapter completed!