Yuan Qingyu’s face was pale. He already knew what he was about to face.
Yuan Qingchen still walked towards the palace with a gentle smile. Yuan Qingyu on the side looked very bad. He looked at Yuan Qingchen in front of him and said gritting his teeth, “What do you want to do?”
“What do you do?”
“Of course I’m going to talk to the imperial concubine.” Yuan Qingchen smiled as usual, and when he said this, he seemed to be talking about something that was ordinary. If he didn’t carry so many guards in armor behind him, he might be more convincing.
“Let’s go, I may have not seen the Imperial Concubine for a long time.” Yuan Qingchen’s voice was dull, as usual.
A group of people walked into the hall and saw many dancers facing each other in the room. These dancers died with their eyes open. Yuan Qingchen ignored these people and continued to move forward.
“You killed these people?” Yuan Qingyu frowned and shouted at the person who fell to the ground.
“No.” Yuan Qingchen smiled, stepped over these people and walked into the room. All the curtains in the room were put down, and he couldn’t see clearly what was inside. Yuan Qingchen looked at the guards on both sides, then nodded to the guards, and a group of guards headed inside quickly and in an orderly manner.
Yuan Qingchen looked at Yuan Qingyu beside him and smiled and said softly, “Let’s go, let’s see the concubine.”
After saying that, he walked into
Yuan Qingyu struggled twice, and was pushed by the guard behind Yuan Qingchen.
After passing through the curtain, the two of them soon arrived at the couch, with a person kneeling in front of the couch.
“You are finally here.”
The imperial concubine slowly stood up and turned to look at Yuan Qingchen.
Yuan Qingchen smiled, looked at the noble concubine in front of him and said softly, “Empress, are you waiting for me?”
“Yuan Qingchen, Yuan Qingchen, I really read you right.”