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"If you follow me, you'll have to get used to it in the future, Little Treasure." The Young Emperor, Xuan Yuan, said to the eunuch by his side in a light tone before walking forward.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The eunuch called Xiaobao bent his waist down to less than ninety degrees as he continuously nodded his head.

Only when the Emperor moved forward did he dare to straighten his body. Beads of sweat continuously rolled down his forehead. What a joke. Since ancient times, accompanying a monarch was like accompanying a tiger. If one couldn't be more quick-witted, one wouldn't even know how one died.

The young Emperor Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, calmly walked forward. Although he appeared very calm on the surface, his pair of melancholy eyes revealed traces of sadness.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, do you blame me?"

The young Emperor Xuan Yuan muttered to himself silently in his heart. Whenever he thought of Dongfang Ziqing's unparalleled appearance, her innocent eyes, and her innocent smile, it was as if his heart was ruthlessly cut by a knife.

"Ever since ancient times, beauties have had their lives ruined. The Emperor's family has been troubled by this."

Qing'er, don't blame us for this. We can only blame you for being surnamed Dongfang and being the daughter of Dongfang Huantian, we could only blame the wolves' ambition of your Dongfang family for forcing you into the cold palace and taking Xue'er as our concubine.

At this point, the young Emperor Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, who was originally calm, revealed a trace of malevolence on his face.

"Quick, protect the Emperor." Behind him, that eunuch Little Treasure shouted loudly and charged towards Xuanyuan Chenmo.

At this moment, amongst the fallen corpses, a 'corpse' suddenly stood up, drawing its blade and chopping at the young Emperor Xuanyuan, Chen Mo.

It had to be said that this corpse was extremely clever. It knew how to feign death to conceal its identity, and then it would wait for the opportunity to assassinate it.

However, was the truth as easy as he thought it would be?

This was just a small trick, not something that could be done in public.

As the eunuch was thinking about the assassin and rushing over, the young emperor, Xuanyuan Chen Mo, moved. His right hand quickly pulled out the emperor's treasured sword from his waist, and with lightning speed, he beheaded the fake assassin.

Blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain, shooting up to three meters in the air. The head was like a ball, drawing a strange arc in the air before smashing heavily onto the ground.

"Boom!" A muffled sound rang out. The corpse fell flat at the feet of the young Emperor Xuanyuan Chenmo.

The young Emperor Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, remained unmoved. He wrinkled his brow and sighed before continuing on his way.

At this point, eunuch Xiaobao, who was standing behind them, was dumbfounded. After a long moment, he shouted, "Two squads of men and horses, protect the emperor. The rest clean up the corpses at the scene." After speaking, he ran off in the direction of the young Emperor Xuanyuan Chenmo.

"Yes!" The imperial guards in the back shouted loudly and moved out.

The eunuch ran to the entrance of Yi Palace as fast as he could and bowed to Xuanyuan Chen. He then turned around and opened the door.

"Creak!" The moment it was opened, the young Emperor Xuanyuan, Chen Mo's, heart trembled and his expression involuntarily changed.

He had taken in the innocent and innocent Dongfang Ziqing as his queen, while he had cast Dongfang Ziqing, who was in heaven, into a cold palace and had fallen from heaven to hell.

There was nothing more tragic than this. The young Emperor Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, also felt a trace of guilt. However, he had no choice but to do so because her surname was Dongfang.

What a grand excuse to consign a woman who should have shed tears of happiness here.

As soon as he entered the deep sea of the palace gates, the Eternal Emperor did not have a good man. How could Dongfang Ziqing, who was naturally innocent, understand the meaning behind this?

The Young Emperor, Xuanyuan Chen, closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. He calmed down the complicated emotions in his heart and entered the palace in large strides.

"The chrysanthemum stage reflects the bright moon. Who knew that my love was hidden within my heart. I was drunk in the arms of a sovereign, dreaming back to the palace and loving …"

A voice that sounded like it came from heaven. It was desolate and filled with endless sorrow.

At this moment, within the Yi Palace's pavilion, a beautiful voice danced as a heavenly melodious voice continuously sounded out.

The young girl's face was creamy, her eyebrows were distant, her lips were red, and her eyes were as black as ink. Her entire body emitted an aura similar to that of the cold plum, cold and serene.

It was like a lotus in full bloom. The fairy under the moon was so pure and flawless.

However, it contained endless desolation and endless heartbreak.

The young girl stopped dancing and silently watched as the young emperor, Xuanyuan Chenmo, walked in. Two streams of clear tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes and slid down her face, dripping onto the ground.

The man in front of her was the one she loved the most. In that pure and flawless era, the girl gave her heart to the man opposite her, but in the end, she ended up like this. It was all because her surname was Dongfang and she was the daughter of the Prime Minister.

The youth silently wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes. A trace of intense hatred flashed in his eyes. He tightly clenched his hands as his nails dug into his flesh. He could feel the deep pain within his bones, but he did not utter a sound.

Compared to the pain that the man caused, this was nothing.

Big brother Chen Mo, it was you who gave me endless happiness, and also you who gave me endless pain. It was all because of my surname being Dongfang, haha, what a grand excuse.

"Since you are so heartless to me, there is no need for me to think about those absurd feelings anymore. I will make you regret everything you've done, haha." The young girl kept yelling in her heart as her tears unconsciously rolled down her cheeks.

The young Emperor Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, was startled. He strode towards the young girl.

"Qing Er, I've come to see you." The young Emperor Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, walked up to the young girl and softly said those words. He was still as gentle as before, but that gentle smile had already disappeared.

Dong Fang Ziqing frowned slightly. Once again, she wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and knelt before the Emperor.

"Sinner Dong Ziqing greets the Emperor."

A trace of pain flashed across Xuanyuan Chen Mo's eyes. He went forward to help Dongfang Ziqing up and said softly, "Qing'er, you've suffered."

The corner of Dongfang Ziqing's mouth curled into a mocking smile. A trace of hatred flashed in her eyes as she said in a low voice, "The Emperor is concerned."

The young Emperor Xuan Yuan sighed and pulled Dongfang Ziqing into the pavilion before sitting down.

At this moment, the little eunuch was very quick-witted, spreading out the imperial guards and setting up a tight defense within fifty meters of the young emperor.

"Qing Er, how have you been recently?" After they sat down, the young Emperor Xuanyuan, Chen Mo, softly asked. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of the eyes of the person in front of him.