Chapter 3916 4.1516 Heartbreaking 1
Duanyue turned her head sharply, and her cold gaze fell on Yuan Zhen.
His voice trembled slightly, his long eyebrows frowned, and he asked each word clearly, "Where is my mother?"
Yuan Zhen slammed her head on the ground with a heavy thud, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't dare to deceive Your Highness, Empress, Empress... Now I'm here, I'm in the Tomb of the Gushan Emperor, and I'm going to be in a burial and a big funeral..."
Duanyue staggered and fell backwards.
Xiao Kezi, who was hugging his leg, hurriedly stretched out his hand to push his figure, and shouted in a trembling voice, "His Royal Highness?"
Duanyue shook his head, tightly holding the small brocade box in his hand, his face turned white as thin paper, "You lied!"
He murmured these three words in a cold voice, repeating them over and over, and then roared sharply, "You lied!"
"Slaves, slaves don't dare to deceive Your Highness!" Yuan Zhen kowtowed heavily on the ground again, with tears in her eyes.
"You lied!" Duanyue roared sharply, taking a few steps back.
He turned around and rushed out suddenly, pulled a spirit horse under the porch, jumped, and galloped away.
Dressed in a long purple robe, an arc slid across the wind.
"His Royal Highness! Your Highness!!" Xiao Kezi immediately got up in a panic, followed a few steps in a panic, turned back and said to the group of stupid eunuchs behind him, "Quick, go and report to Your Majesty! Quick, find a guard to follow His Highness. what!"
Duanyue rode his horse out of the palace and urged the horse to go to the north gate of the imperial city. His fingers were holding the reins, and his knuckles were slightly white.
In a pair of peach blossom eyes that were as gentle as water, a deep anxiety and disbelief flashed at this moment.
Impossible, he didn't believe it.
Believe it or not!
He left the palace and saw his mother before going to Fengmu Forest. At that time, her mother was fine and nothing happened.
What are you kidding? A good person, why should he enter the burial?
They must have lied to him, lied to him, lied to him!
He rode his horse to the north gate of the city, followed by a group of swift Yulin guards, who roared at the city gate, "Open the city gate! Hurry up! Open the city gate! His Royal Highness King Chen is out of the city!"
It was still early, and a large number of people gathered inside and outside the city gate, waiting to enter and leave the city.
After the sound of hooves sounded in the morning light, everyone subconsciously gave way to the two.
The revolving shaft of the city gate rattled, and the heavy gate was pushed open to both sides by the sergeants of the city gate.
When everyone looked back, they saw a young man dressed in purple, who came out of the dust, holding a jet-black horsewhip, sassy and handsome, and rushed out from the open city gate.
Huhualaa, a large group of Yulin guards immediately followed, chasing after the spirit horse in front of them.
After a long time, the sluggish crowd let out one after another whispering exclamations.
"Who is that?" A soft voice came from a cyan sedan on the side of the road.
The maid stepped forward, bowed her head respectfully and said, "Miss Qiqi, the one who just passed by is His Royal Highness King Chen."
What a handsome, unparalleled, and jade-like, His Royal Highness King Chen.
Two jade-like fingers gently twisted the curtain of the sedan chair, and looked at the city gate slowly.
Where can I see the figure of the young man, he has long since disappeared.
Broken Moon rushed out of the north gate, and the gadfly-like drizzle rolled into beads, connected into lines, and gradually fell.
He didn't have time to take care of him at all, his fingers squeezed the reins tightly, his thin lips pursed tightly and he looked down at the small brocade box that he was holding in the palm of his hand.