Because of this, Hua Moyan wanted to find out more and more. He had a strong intuition that Su Yiyi was staying in this wing.
He knew that if he didn't take her away today, she would definitely die in the hands of this woman.
Moreover, there is no dead body.
He raised his eyes, and his black pupils, as deep as midnight, gave off a dangerous aura as he looked at Princess Rao, who was smiling with a knife hidden in her face.
"I'm already here, why don't you invite me to come in and sit down?"
"What did the emperor say? The Ai family will ask people to prepare now. The emperor should follow the Ai family to the main hall." Concubine Rao smiled unnaturally, and then winked at the palace maid on the side.
"No, just be close."
With a flick of her sleeves, Hua Moyan stepped inside but was stopped by Princess Rao.
"Your Majesty, this is the inner palace where the Ai family lives. It would be inappropriate for Your Majesty to break in like this." Princess Rao hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.
Su Yiyi vaguely heard the noise outside the door, and someone seemed to be calling "Your Majesty."
Your Majesty? Su Yiyi frowned slightly, isn’t he the elegant man in purple in the market?
Looking up at the woman opposite, Su Yiyi, who had a flustered face and was walking back and forth, couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips sarcastically.
At this point, if she didn't cherish this opportunity, she would really die here. Thinking of this, she secretly glanced at the big vase beside the old woman and looked at the room full of palace people who were holding their breath and not daring to breathe loudly.
Su Yiyi immediately saw this opportunity and when no one was paying attention, he kicked down the large porcelain bottle that was one meter high.
"Clang!" The harsh and sudden sound of breaking porcelain shocked everyone.
Hua Moyan glanced at Concubine Zhuo with a guilty look on her face in warning, then pushed the palace attendant away and walked into the house.
After reacting, Mu Furong hurriedly ran to Su Yiyi and grabbed her collar, showing a hint of disgust, "Do you still think you are impatient? I think I'll give you a ride!"
As she spoke, her slender hands immediately moved down and clasped Su Yiyi's white neck directly. With such force, she wished she could squeeze her to death immediately.
"How outrageous! You dare to torture privately in the palace. What crime should you be punished for?"
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly kicked open, and a loud and familiar voice suddenly sounded.
Mu Furong immediately looked around in fear. When she saw the bright yellow figure, her body shook violently, and then she let go of her hand and Su Yiyi fell down.
The pain in her neck disappeared instantly. Su Yiyi slowly opened her eyes and looked up with difficulty.
The door was opened at some point. At this time, there was a man in purple standing in the backlight with his hands behind his hands. His figure was as tall as a pine tree, and his black hair was like singing in the wind.
He raised his steps and walked towards him, while the people around him knelt down and touched the bottom with their foreheads.
Just like when we first met him, the man's facial features were exquisitely carved, with a straight nose and deep eyes.
Because the aura around his entrance condensed instantly, even she could feel that the thin air was filled with terrifying murderous aura.
"I...I, my concubine, join the Emperor."
Mu Furong immediately knelt down on the ground, her shoulders trembling a little.
He did not let Mu Furong stand up, but his deep pupils swept across everyone, and finally landed on Su Yiyi's face.
There were porcelain residues all over the floor, accompanied by red bloodstains, and the entire wing had an aura of decay.
In the middle of the wing, Su Yiyi was lying on the ground, his left face was red and swollen, and there was a bright red palm print on his face that was as white as grease and could be broken by a blow.
"Su Yiyi."
Hua Moyan's voice trembled and she felt a little uncomfortable. Is this the same woman who dared to point at her nose and curse?
He immediately walked quickly to her, squatted down, stretched out his hand, and gently peeled the hair off his face. Looking at his swollen face, he felt a little distressed.
"Does it still hurt?"
Carefully touching the red swelling on her left cheek, Hua Moyan's voice was unusually gentle. Even Mu Furong, who now dominates the harem, has never enjoyed such treatment.
"Uh, I..." Su Yiyi opened her mouth but found that her throat was getting more painful, as if it was being burned by fire.
"What's wrong with you?" Hua Moyan looked at her worriedly, seeming to have forgotten the reason why he saved her.
"I……"
Su Yiyi stretched out his hand with difficulty and pointed at his throat, expressing his discomfort.
"What on earth did you feed her?" Hua Moyan roared loudly.
"Back, back to the emperor, that's..." Mu Furong started tremblingly but was forced back by Princess Rao's sharp eyes.
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