The tyrant's petite bag is sweet and silly

Chapter 216 Where's Your Master?

Like a person who fell into the water resurfaced, the world became noisy again.

Ignoring the exclamations of Luyao and Xiao Lizi behind her, Ming Xi rushed straight to the door, and without any surprise, she was stopped by the gatekeeper when she reached the door.

She didn't know how pale her face was at this time, but it must be ugly.

Because the two gatekeepers looked astonished as if they had seen a ghost.

"Step aside!"

Ming Xi's voice was low and hoarse, revealing a sense of coldness.

Even the smile that always hangs on his cheeks is completely suppressed.

The two looked embarrassed, and hesitated to say: "Empress Empress, I have been ordered to guard you in a lowly position... You are not embarrassing"

"I tell you to get out of the way!"

She paused every word, and slowly raised her eyes.

Captured by her icy eyes, one of them tugged at the sleeve of the person who spoke, and smiled apologetically, "Please, go and come back quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, Ming Xi's figure had already rushed out of the courtyard gate.

Lu Yao was worried, and stomped on the spot and chased after him.

It rained last night, and the bluestone bricks were wet and slippery. After a while, the skirt was covered with dense mud spots.

She didn't care at all, and galloped all the way holding the hem of her skirt.

Xiao Lizi's words kept lingering in her mind, she just felt it was ridiculous.

Stumbled into the pool?

Concubine Yun is not a weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken, let alone she can suck water!
The pond is so shallow, how could it kill her!
absurd!

Ridiculous!

Yun Bin's heroic face flashed in his mind, and Ming Xi blinked her sour eyes.

No, she didn't see it with her own eyes, she didn't believe it!
The sky did not know when it was drizzling, the hazy rain and fog blocked the sight, and the air was filled with a damp smell, like moss in the corner mixed with the smell of soil.

Behind him, Lu Yao's urgent call was getting closer and closer: "Your Majesty, run slowly! Be careful not to fall!"

Ming Xi turned a deaf ear to it.

Hurry up!
Hurry up!

Her limbs were filled with lead, and her chest throbbed dully. Every time she took a breath, her throat hurt like someone was cutting with countless blades.

Just when she was about to lose her strength and fell to the ground, a strong hand reached out from the slant, and held her firmly, with two words in a low voice, succinctly: "This way."

Ming Xi raised her eyes and bumped into a piece of whiteness.

In the rain and fog, it is particularly conspicuous, and it has a somewhat dusty temperament.

He pulled Ming Xi to turn in one direction, passed through a palace gate, and bumped into a group of people.

He stopped and stood there silently.

Ming Xi realized something, looked over, in the hazy field of vision.

A group of people were wearing white mourning clothes, weeping and walking.

A person was lifted in the middle, and the white cloth covered her whole body, and the raindrops hit it unscrupulously, making a pattering sound.

Her whole heart trembled heavily.

Walking in front was Yunbi's personal maid Liuying, her eyes were red and she was crying very sadly.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Ming Xi's figure, and she called out in a hoarse voice, tears welling up along with her grievance: "Empress Empress."

Ming Xi broke away from Ji Yunzhi and stepped forward, her steps were slow and her expression was stupefied.

"Liuying, where's your master?" Her voice was difficult.

Liuying glanced at the person under the shroud, covering her mouth and crying silently.

"Empress, my master, she..."

She was choked with sobs and couldn't continue, Ming Xi pursed her lips forcefully, brushed away the crowd, and walked over firmly and slowly.

She raised her hand, her movements froze for a moment, and she opened a corner amidst everyone's cries——

Yun Bin closed her eyes, her face was pale, her lips were bruised, and she lay there quietly.

Ming Xi's hands trembled heavily, she took a step back, and the slipped cloth covered her face again.

A tear rolled down from the corner of his eye, and he smashed it down hard.

Where no one saw, Yunpin's fingers trembled slightly.

　I don't want to reveal the secret so quickly, I'm afraid you can't bear it
　　Quantitative changes accumulate to a certain extent and lead to qualitative changes, and conflicts also accumulate slowly until they reach a breaking point. I also want Jiaojiao to leave quickly, but I can’t just let her leave without a reason. Be patient, babies.
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(End of this chapter)