The carriage was opened, and Emperor Xuan Zhao pulled the man out. The ribbons on his long hair fell and scattered. Emperor Xuan Zhao hugged the man and jumped onto the carriage.

Fu Ronghua subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw Zi Yuan being pulled by Commander Ye, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

When she turned her head, she saw from the corner of her eye countless arrows shot from the dense forest, and then the horse quickly flew away.

The guards followed closely and soon left the place, leaving only the ruined carriage and a pile of arrows.

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"Your Majesty did not enter the harem yesterday," Xie Zhao put his hand on the table, "but there is a letter from home."

"Young Master has sent a letter, and I would like to read it now," Yanzhi said in a low voice.

Xie Zhao opened his eyes and said, "Bring it here."

Yanzhi curtsied, walked into the inner hall and took out the letter, "Your Majesty." She held it in both hands and handed it to Xie Zhao.

Xie Zhao took it, unfolded the letter, and read the contents clearly. She was distracted for a moment, and then returned to normal. She read the letter carefully twice before handing it to Yanzhi and said, "Put it away."

She didn't expect that Mr. Feng would leave so quickly. It was just as he said, fate comes together and fate comes apart.

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"Your Majesty," Fu Ronghua's voice was a little hoarse.

Emperor Xuan Zhao knelt on the bedside and carefully treated the wound on her cheek, "You are injured."

Fu Ronghua tugged on his sleeve and said, "It's okay, just a little scar."

Emperor Xuan Zhao applied the ointment, then held her hand and said, "You shouldn't be allowed to come out."

Fu Ronghua's lips moved, "Your Majesty, are you going to abandon your concubine?" Her eyes were a little uneasy, and her long eyelashes were trembling, showing a bit of helplessness.

Emperor Xuan Zhao heard this and patted her back gently, "How could that be?"

Fu Ronghua leaned in his arms and whispered, "Your Majesty, don't abandon your concubine."

"Well, no." Emperor Xuan Zhao lowered his head and stroked her hair, "It's safe for now when we get here. If you want to go out, ask Zi You and a few guards to follow you."

He entangled his fingers with Fu Ronghua's long hair, "There are also secret guards following in the dark. You can rest assured that this kind of thing will not happen again in the future."

"Concubine, I believe in Your Majesty," her voice was soft, revealing a bit of dependence.

In the dead of night, Emperor Xuan Zhao stretched out his fingers and traced the contours of her cheeks in detail, his expression showing some piety and undercurrent.

A pair of eyes flashed deep in thought from time to time, and finally his eyes darkened. He lowered his head and kissed Fu Ronghua's forehead gently, "I will let you know how dangerous it is outside, so that you will not think of leaving."

The hesitation in his expression was eventually replaced by a dark color. He wanted to let Fu Ronghua be a woman who only relied on him. Only in this way could he completely possess her.

This time, he will protect her, and if he does it again, he will never put her in danger again.

When Fu Ronghua woke up the next day, Emperor Xuan Zhao was no longer there. After washing herself, she finished her breakfast with Zi You waiting on her.

Zi Yuan put away the dishes and chopsticks and stood behind her. When he saw her looking out the window, he whispered, "Master, your Majesty told you when you went out. If you want to go out, please go out."

Fu Ronghua retracted her fingers slightly, "Okay." She looked at the courtyard outside the window, hesitated for a few times, and then stepped out.

At the entrance of the house, Fu Ronghua, wearing a curtain hat, walked out accompanied by Zi You, and behind her were several guards.
Chapter completed!