The bed was in a mess, and a thin quilt covered Xuanji's body, which was covered in bruises, but it could not warm the person who was afraid of the cold physically and mentally.
Xunlao had already left, and Xuanji was the only one crying silently, not even leaving her any clothes.
Xuanji's face returned to calmness again, but the hatred deep in her eyes showed that she was not indifferent to pain.
She went to Liu Qingyan's place, and Liu Qingxin was accompanying her.
Seeing Zhenlao coming, the two of them were about to stand up and salute, but he helped them up and stopped them.
"How are you doing?"
Zhenlao asked concernedly, looking at Liu Qingyan who had lost a lot of weight.
Liu Qingyan's eyes turned red after listening to Xilao's question, "Your Majesty."
Her voice was choked with sobs, and her deep sense of crying made Xilao feel even more guilty and depressed.
"How on earth do you do things?
Why do you use people?
All of them are dragged down by this king."
Yanlaoleng looked at the room full of maids with a sullen face and said angrily.
As soon as these words came out, people in the whole room fell to their knees in an instant, "Your Majesty, have mercy on me."
These people were so frightened that they all knelt on the ground, their voices obviously filled with tears, and their bodies were shaking violently.
Click, the door was pushed open, and a group of guards with swords came in from the outside, dragging the kneeling people away.
"Your Majesty, have mercy on me!"
Seeing the people really coming, these people were frightened out of their wits, and they kept begging for mercy.
Liu Qingyan couldn't stand it anymore, "Your Majesty, it's none of their business, please spare them."
Yanlao looked at Liu Qingyan, whose eyes were still red, and looked at the meaning in her eyes.
He finally waved his hand and said impatiently, "Everyone, go down."
The maids, who had turned their heads in front of the knife edge, saved their lives at this time.
They did not dare to stay after hearing the order and hurried down.
However, they had just been frightened.
At this time, their legs were a little weak and they were trembling constantly.
They couldn't stand it anymore.
When many people stood up and prepared to retreat, they all collapsed to the ground.
They were so frightened that they even crawled out quickly.
Liu Qingyan waved her hand and asked Yuluo to get off.
The latter saw it, bowed and got off.
Seeing Liu Qingyan like this, Yanlao didn't know how to comfort her, "I will definitely give you justice."
Liu Qingxin watched from the side, "Your Majesty, this must be something good done by Di Xuanji.
My sister had a miscarriage when she was alone with her for less than a stick of incense.
She must have pushed her."
Beautiful face She was so full of anger that anyone would think that she was truly resentful of the woman who caused her sister to have a miscarriage.
Liu Qingyan was sad beside her, but she did not refute or prove what Liu Qingxin said.
Her tears kept flowing, covering up the strong hatred and doubt under her eyes.
Yanlao's face turned even uglier.
Thinking of what had just happened, there was still an inexplicable sense of fear in his heart.
This fear seemed to be that he was about to completely lose something, which would make him suffer and make him regret.
Yanluo shook his head, trying to get rid of this lingering feeling, but it was of no use.
Liu Qingyan saw it and said, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Her voice was soft and weak, with a hoarse tone from crying.
Yanlao shook his head, "It's okay.
You can rest in peace.
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I have to rush back now.
This battle is crucial."
"Qingyan is fine.
Your Majesty, just go and don't be distracted by Qingyan."
Liu Qingyan was very sensible, with charming starry eyes.
Yanlao looked at her, feeling a little guilty, but there was nothing he could do, the battle was urgent.
"Wait until I come back."
These four words were spoken solemnly, with serious eyes.
Liu Qingyan nodded, and tears flowed out uncontrollably again.
She understood his eyes, and her painstaking efforts were not in vain after all: