The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

All the way back to Lingyun Palace, Yun Mumu still didn't recover.

"Your Majesty, drink a cup of warm milk to warm your body." Bingqiao warmed a cup of warm milk for her, and she blamed herself very much.

It's all my fault, I just ran out like that, if I didn't run out by myself, the empress wouldn't have gone out to find me.

He would not have seen the scene where Prince Jing killed someone, nor would he have been frightened like this.

Yunmu's face was gray, she took the milk tea in Bingqiao's hand, after a moment of stunned, she looked at Bingqiao with a pale complexion: "Bingqiao, do you know that Duan Yiyao is going to kill Sangju, so you hold her back?" , want to save her life?"

Bingqiao was silent for a while, and said: "Your servant is not sure, I just looked at King Jing's eyes full of murderous intent. At that moment, my servant thought that King Jing would kill my servant, but later, Sangju who was brought back Got hit."

She just felt the breath of death at that moment.

So she was very scared and didn't know what to do, so she lost her mind and ran away.

Yun Mumu's heart was very heavy, and a sense of powerlessness weighed on him.

Although that Sang Ju is not a good person, at least he is a fresh life.

Just die.

However, in this palace, it is not known how many Sang Jus are like this.

Even if you die, no one will care about it.

Yun Mumu was depressed and depressed all night without closing her eyes.

The image of Sangju lying in the snow and dying tragically still lingers in her mind.

Early the next morning.

She had two zombie-like dark circles under her eyes, wrapped in a quilt, and sat beside Duan Yiyao's dragon couch with disheveled hair.

Staring at Duan Yihuang who was still sleeping soundly.

Duan Yihuang opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Yun Mumu who was like a ghost.

"Huacha." Duan Yihuang was full of cleverness,

He was so frightened that he almost punched Yun Mumu's face.

I just woke up, didn't look carefully, thought it was a female ghost.

"What are you doing so early in the morning, I'm scared to death." He roared angrily and burst into foul language.

Because Yun Mumu looked so much like a female ghost.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor who was born in Dali, don't you want to do something for the people of this world?" She stared straight at Duan Yihuang with two huge dark circles under her eyes.

"What can I do?" Duan Yihuang turned his eyes away, he really didn't want to meet the eyes of a "female ghost", he was afraid of ghosts.

Yun Mumu gritted her teeth, and suddenly lifted off the bright red embroidered quilt wrapped around her body, and angrily called Bingqiao and Ajiu, "Ajiu, Bingqiao, come and help, get the emperor into a wheelchair."

"What are you going to do?" Duan Yihuang had a bad premonition, thinking that this woman was going crazy again.

Bingqiao and Ah Jiu walked over.

With great strength, Ah Jiu directly hugged Duan Yihuang into the wheelchair, but Bingqiao didn't even get an assist.

As for Duan Yihuang, he even forgot to struggle, and was directly thrown onto the wheelchair by Ah Jiu.

It was only when he was in the wheelchair that he started to get dark, at least now he can move his hands, why should I be at the mercy of others like this?

Yun Mumu pushed Duan Yixuan directly and rushed out of the door of Lingyun Palace's sleeping hall.

"Hey, you dead woman, why are you so crazy in the early morning?"

How about some clothes for yourself?

It's a cold day, the indoor temperature is so different from the outdoor temperature, is this trying to freeze him to death?
Yun Mumu didn't care how he yelled, and pushed him directly to the edge of the long steps at the gate of Lingyun Palace...