Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"If Princess Chu Yang doesn't come, does that mean... that you don't take me seriously?"

The man was not angry and proud, standing with his hands behind his back, blocking the light from the sun. He was dressed in black clothes with dragon patterns. In an understatement, covering his hands could mean a life.

The guard who was escorting Yingchun pulled out his knife and put it on her neck.

The shining blade reflects the sun's light and is extremely sharp.

Yingchun's face turned pale, she was so frightened that she even forgot to shed tears, and trembled, "Return to your Majesty... Your Majesty, no... it's not like this..."

"Princess, she just...just...she just felt a little unwell, so she couldn't come to greet you in time."

"Also...please ask your Majesty to be accommodating, slave...slave, I'll go right now..."

"Kill." He had no patience anymore, his beautiful lips parted lightly, and his words were light.

The guard said calmly and raised his knife.

With the sword raised and dropped, a life can be ended in no time.

The abbot and abbot looked at it. He was kind-hearted after all. He couldn't bear to see a little maid lose her life, so he clasped his hands together and said,

"His Majesty."

"Wait!" A crisp voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.

This interrupted the abbot's persuasion and made the guard's sword stop.

Everyone looked over.

A woman wearing a plain gray sarong, panting, holding up her skirt, stood at the back of the crowd.

Perhaps because she was in a hurry, there was a slight blush on her thin and white cheeks, and her pair of moving water eyes were slightly mist-filled, so beautiful.

Seeing Yingchun being held on the ground, her body trembling, she took a deep breath and trotted over.

"Your Majesty, stay safe." She was dressed simply, but gave him a standard princess salute.

The little mouth was still panting slightly, and it looked like he ran over in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, Chu Yang was not able to meet the driver in time due to his physical discomfort. He lost his etiquette. It is Chu Yang's fault. Please forgive me."

Her body was slender and her complexion was a little pale. When her eyelashes drooped down, they blocked her full eyes, but her nose appeared to be straight.

She lowered her head, bent her knees, and spoke respectfully. The back of her neck was exposed, and traces of being pinched could still be seen vaguely on it.

The handsome and cold His Majesty the Emperor's eyes rested on her.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers turned the cold jade wrench slowly, and the air seemed to be cold for a moment.

Especially when he touched the slightly red back of her neck, his expression was unclear, but something strange flashed in his dark eyes.

"Ha" a faint smile appeared on his scarlet lips, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

Yun Si lowered her head and glanced at the frightened Yingchun from the corner of her eye. The stone in her heart felt like she was being hung up.

As time passed by, no one dared to speak.

The guard's knife was always placed across Yingchun's neck. It seemed that as long as the emperor nodded, he could cut it off immediately.

Yun Si felt that her knees were a little sore, and then she heard the uncertain man in front of her say lightly, "Sit down."

He took a step forward, and his cold fingertips touched her chin.

The temperature was as cold as a poisonous snake.

He slowly raised her face, his eyes falling deeply on her face.

He looked left and right, as if he was looking at some valuable product.

Then, he didn’t know what to say,

"Over the years, my Chu Yang has become more and more beautiful."