She slowly closed her eyes, buried her face in his chest, and silently murmured in her heart, with deep sorrow: "Hua Mancheng, may we meet again in the next life, and I will wait for you in the next life."

Just as Mo Jingnian came to his senses, before he could even move an inch, he realized that Yu Qianqian had already returned to her seat, her back to him. What followed was a soft sigh, and then the sight of her slender and lonely figure before him.

He had never heard Yu Qianqian mention Hua Mancheng, so he would never know why Yu Qianqian had been crying in his arms earlier, nor would he guess why Yu Qianqian had suddenly become so cold later.

However, being completely ignorant of everything is not necessarily a good thing. At least he can leave without any worries. For now, Yu Qianqian is just a passerby in his long life.

Since we are destined to be apart, there is no need to force anything.

After a long while, Yu Qianqian said in a low voice again, "Mo Jingnian, you should leave. You don't need to show up again."

"Thank you, Your Majesty and Your Majesty, for your grace. This humble subject takes his leave." Mo Jingnian glanced one last time at the petite figure of the woman in front of him, then turned and walked away.

Half a day passed, and Yu Qianqian was still standing with her back to the door, completely unaware that Mo Jingnian had walked out of Fengyi Palace.

Gradually, her back trembled more and more violently, and with a burning pain in her lower abdomen, her swaying figure finally collapsed to the ground with a thud.

She soon felt an unidentified object rapidly sliding down inside her body, and waves of intense pain became unbearable, causing her to scream in agony while clutching her lower abdomen.

"pain!"

"Ouch...it hurts!"

Yu Qianqian curled up on her side on the ground. From that angle, she was shocked to see bright red blood flowing from her lower body. Her light blue dress was instantly soaked through, a shocking and gruesome sight.

Not long after, she was in so much pain that she completely lost consciousness.

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The moon is bright and the stars are pale; the night is past its halfway point. The palace is locked deep within, its walls towering high and reaching for the sky, the winding paths in the four corners stretching endlessly.

In the quiet and secluded Imperial Garden, several dark figures moved swiftly under the moonlight. In the darkness, their bright eyes, like cold swords releasing their sharpness, glanced ahead again and again, their target quickly locking onto a dark corner of the rarely visited moon wall, where a figure in emerald green instantly came into view.

The summer night was slightly cool, and the willows and flowers on the palace walls rustled in the breeze. The shadows, like dark clouds pressing down overhead, passed through the gaps in the branches and leaves. When the wind stopped and all was quiet, they were instantly placed on the edge of the moonlit wall.

As the distance between them continued to close, the emerald green figure gradually became clearer, and under the moonlight, an extremely familiar face was completely revealed.

The woman in green was none other than Su Ruan.

Before her eyes, the overlapping shadows were engulfing her at a speed that no ordinary person could avoid, approaching from afar. Before she could even resist, she was captured by a group of guards.

Su Ruan disguised herself as a palace maid of Fengyi Palace and infiltrated Yu Qianqian's side. For a whole month, she went to the Imperial Garden every day to collect flower petals and extract spices. Mu Beichen saw everything, so before Su Ruan came tonight, he ordered someone to secretly follow her and catch her red-handed.