Everyone was out of the yard, but suddenly they stopped.

Wait, that's not right! That's the wrong jar!

Yan Chengyuan turned around and rushed in, pushing open half of the altar wall. Tang Shiyue rolled out, still holding the hilt of the sword in her hand. When she sensed the light, she shuddered violently, opened her eyes, and subconsciously supported herself with her hands.

Yan Chengyuan said anxiously: "Yuer? Yueer, don't be afraid!"

Tang Shiyue stared at him with eyes wide open, her face was so pale that her eyes looked particularly dark and large. Her whole body was covered in juice, smelly, dirty, and in a state of disgrace.

Yan Chengyuan gritted his teeth, quickly took off his outer robe, and wrapped her up, "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay," Tang Shiyue shivered, trying to smile at him, but couldn't, so she just said, "Weixin?"

Yan Chengyuan said: "He was saved."

Tang Shiyue nodded, and felt her whole body suddenly weakened, and she slid down.

Yan Chengyuan quickly bent down to support her, hesitated for a moment, and then picked her up.

...

...

It was too dangerous, really too dangerous! She actually poked the kimchi with her sword, blocking the crack, and pretended to be real while being fake.

How daring! And how quick-witted he is. One cannot help but admire him.

He carried Tang Shiyue out and walked a short distance. He saw many people walking towards him in a hurry. The Emperor Ming Yan, who was walking in the front, was still wearing a dragon robe. "How is Yue'er?"

Tang Shiyue burst into tears instantly and opened her arms to him: "Aye! Aye!"

Emperor Mingyan took her over. Seeing her like this, he felt distressed and angry: "In the capital of Dayan, under my nose, someone dared to treat my daughter like this! Investigate it for me! Investigate it thoroughly!"

Tang Shiyue hugged Emperor Ming Yan's neck tightly, and only then did she feel at ease. She tilted her head and fainted.

When she woke up again, her body had been washed clean, the room was warm, and there was soothing incense burning.

Tang Shiyue calmed himself down, and the situation just now rushed into his mind like a rumination.

She suddenly began to tremble, muttering, "Aye! Aye!"

Emperor Ming Yan hurried in: "Aye is here! Yue'er, don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!"

Tang Shiyue was shaking with fear, and opened her arms like a child, asking for a hug. Emperor Ming Yan held her in his arms and patted her back gently.

Tang Shiyue murmured, "I, I killed someone... Aye, I'm scared, I killed someone..."

She was shaking like a ball, her tears never stopped flowing.

That feeling seemed to grow in my brain. As soon as I closed my eyes, I could see the big man's huge head. He hunched his body, arched his body desperately, and then... suddenly fell down.

With a loud thump...

Tang Shiyue let out a low cry, buried her face in Emperor Ming Yan's arms, and trembled continuously.

Emperor Ming Yan stroked her back again and again: "Don't be afraid! I, Yue'er, am not afraid, Aye is here! They are all desperate criminals, they deserve to be killed, they deserve to die! Yue'er, don't worry..."

The imperial physician came in quickly and took her pulse. Both of her hands were rubbed by the ropes and had been bandaged, but at that time, she didn't feel any pain at all.

Tang Shiyue managed to calm down after a while and asked, "Aye, where is Weixin?"

"She's fine," Emperor Mingyan said, "I have also sent several imperial doctors to look after her. She's fine and will not die."

Tang Shiyue nodded, closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep again.

As soon as Emperor Mingyan came out, he warned everyone sternly, "If anyone dares to let Yue'er know about the affairs of those common people, I will kill him!"

Everyone bowed their heads and obeyed.

On the south bank, there is a small village. Fortunately, it is close, and many people come to Deshanyuan to work. There are not many people in the village, but even so, one person died and one was seriously injured.

Tang Shiyue certainly didn't think of this at the time. If she knew about it, she would probably feel guilty again.

Tang Shiyue had been suffering from the cold and had a high fever. She felt groggy and woke up from nightmares again and again. It seemed as if the imperial concubine was holding her hand, tears dripping on her face, and she kept telling her, "There is no rope. Yue'er, don't be afraid. There is no rope!"

It was as if Emperor Ming Yan was angrily scolding someone: "Such a desperate criminal has infiltrated the capital, and you knew nothing about it!"

"Don't be afraid, Yueyue! Brother is here!"

"Sister! Sister! Ayang will protect you!"

"Yuer, I really wish I could take your place..."

Many people came and went in such a chaos that it was hard to tell the real from the fake.

It took two days for the fever to subside, but I was still in a daze, feeling like I was asleep even when I was awake.

She never expected that she, Tang Pan'an... was so unwise and unwarranted.

She remembered that she had played a role in a heart-wrenching drama, in which the heroine killed her stepfather. At that time, everyone said that she acted well and was immersed in the role... She also always felt that it was okay to kill such a scumbag, what was there to be afraid of!

However, only after she really killed someone did she understand that feeling, which was like a knife slashing your brain. It was too profound and too terrifying.

She felt that she would never forget this feeling.

When she was able to get up, Wei Bo supported her and went to see Wei Xin.

When she left, Wei Xin was sleeping soundly. Her face was pale and gray, as if...she was about to die.

According to the imperial physician, his life can still be saved.

As for the rest...she didn't dare to ask more.

When Emperor Ming Yan came to see her, she looked listless.

Emperor Mingyan coaxed her softly, "Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future... Besides, Yue'er is Xiaofu's mother, so you can't make trouble anymore. Aye's heart really can't stand your troubles."

He patted her head and said, "When Aye comes back, I'll find you a group of young actors to sing a few lines to relieve your boredom, okay?"

"No," Tang Shiyue whispered, "Father, please never give me anyone again... People say I'm the Queen of Fortune, but those who follow me all have bad endings, like Ding Jiu in the past and Wei Xin in the future..."

Emperor Ming Yan was furious at the time: "Nonsense! With your temper, I have wanted to talk to you for a long time!"

"Ding Jiu is my Dragon Guard. I ordered him to protect you! Wei Xin is my Shadow Guard. I also ordered her to go! They protect you. It is their duty as servants! They are fighting for their own wealth and dignity. Not to mention that they are just injured, even if they die, it is just their bad luck. It has nothing to do with you as the master!"

"Everyone has their own things to do and should do in life. They have them, and so do you! They risked their lives to protect you, which is their loyalty. You can be trusted, used, and rewarded. The rest are unnecessary! Just do your job! There are dozens, hundreds, and thousands of people around me. If I feel guilty when every one of them gets hurt, can I feel guilty enough?!"

Tang Shiyue listened blankly with his eyes wide open.

She felt that Emperor Ming Yan was truly the "Emperor". He had very clear and insightful ideas on these matters... and his values ​​were very positive.

In comparison, her idea was indeed too wishful thinking.

She always felt that the people around her were her responsibility, especially in this era when they were not just working, they were selling their bodies and lives, so she dared not let them down.

Tang Shiyue whispered: "Aye, I understand the truth, I am..."

I just can't do it!