"Miss Zhizhi!" The palace maid who was taking care of Yuan Zhizhi screamed and rushed forward to rescue her, but was held down by Murong Yue's men.
"Whoever dares to save her will go down and soak in the water together!" Murong Yue looked at the teeth marks on her arm and gritted her teeth in anger.
In the pond, Yuan Zhizhi's small figure struggled in the water, stretching her hands upward desperately, trying to grab something.
“Gurgle gurgle… gurgle gurgle…”
But the water was too deep and she couldn't reach the bottom, so she could only choke on it mouthful by mouthful.
The voice gradually changed from "Help... Help..." to a weak "Woo-wa-wah", and the waving of the arms became weaker and weaker.
Murong Yue stood on the shore, looking down at him, with a cold hint of sarcasm on the corner of her mouth.
"Madam, Miss Zhizhi is just a child! If the king knew, he would be furious!" The held-down palace maid struggled and shouted, her voice filled with urgency and pleading.
When she heard the word "Your Majesty", a trace of uneasiness flashed across Murong Yue's face.
She turned her head to look at Yuan Zhizhi, who was dying in the water, then glanced at the servants kneeling in a circle, and exchanged a cold look with the palace maid beside her.
The maid understood immediately, glanced around fiercely, and said sternly:
"The girl fell into the pond by accident! Don't take it to heart!"
The servants kneeling around lowered their heads and kept silent. The only sounds by the pond were Yuan Zhizhi's faint struggle and the sound of waves lapping against the shore.
At this moment, an eagle's cry was heard not far away, and a huge eagle swooped down from the air.
The eagle flew straight towards Yuan Zhizhi in the pond.
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Dotaben was walking towards the back garden with a group of people. Halfway there, he heard Cangyuan's cry.
When he turned around, he saw Cang Yuan flying out for some reason, passing by him and diving directly towards the back garden.
He was a little confused. Cang Yuan always stayed alone. What was he doing?
Moreover, Cang Yuan has always been very calm and would not ignore him directly like this.
Thinking that Yuan Zhizhi was also in the back garden, he had a bad feeling and quickened his pace.
Sure enough, after turning a small path, I saw a circle of people kneeling by the pond.
The woman in the middle was about to leave.
Jin Wan didn't know what had happened. He only saw the palace maids who took care of Yuan Zhizhi being escorted, but Miss Zhizhi was nowhere to be found.
What happened?
Cangyuan spread his wide wings, descended from the sky, left a shadow, and plunged into the pond with a "splash", stirring up a huge splash of water.
It accurately grabbed Yuan Zhizhi's clothes with its claws and pulled hard, trying to pull her out of the water.
Yuan Zhizhi was already exhausted. Seeing Cang Yuan grabbing her, the fear on her face was replaced by a glimmer of hope. She shouted vaguely: "Help...Help..."
The moment she was pulled to the surface, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. The cold water choked her nose, and she cried heartbreakingly.
“Wow…Wow…Wow…Wow…”
But the next moment, her feet were tightly entangled by underwater vines and she couldn't move at all.
Cang Yuan pulled hard, but the underwater vines held her tightly again. The two forces caused her body to be torn apart with great pain, as if every inch of it was about to be torn apart.
Murong Yue on the shore was stunned when she saw Cangyuan rushing towards her.
She watched the huge eagle's shadow tumbling on the water, and suddenly felt uneasy. She turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by a voice behind her.
"Your Majesty! Miss Zhizhi is in the water!"
Murong Yue turned around suddenly and saw Duota walking quickly towards them with a group of people.
The man's face was as gloomy as water, and there was a terrifying murderous look in his cold brows.
Her face suddenly turned pale, and her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.
"Your Majesty..." She stammered, trying to explain herself, but Dota didn't give her a chance.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed towards the pond in one step, jumping into the water without hesitation, and the splashes of water wet Murong Yue on the shore.
He swam to Yuan Zhizhi, reached out and pulled the vine away from her feet with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to pull the vine out by the roots.
"Zhizhi! Zhizhi!" His voice was low and anxious, filled with anger and heartache.
Then he held little Yuan Zhizhi in his arms, his eyes sweeping over her pale little face and wet hair, anger boiling in his heart.
Murong Yue on the shore froze in place, at a loss, with a cold sweat running down her back.
She watched Duota get up from the pond holding Yuan Zhizhi. His cold gaze was like a knife, piercing her, making her legs weak and she could hardly stand.
She opened her mouth, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked and no sound came out.
Murong Yue's face turned pale, and he held onto the ground with trembling hands. Finally, he fell to his knees with a plop, and said incoherently:
"Your Majesty...it wasn't...she fell down by herself...she fell down by herself!"
Dota's gaze was as cold as a blade in the cold winter, shooting straight at her without a trace of emotion.
"Eagle Guard," he ordered lightly, his voice was not loud but full of authority, "take her away and put her under custody."
As soon as he finished speaking, several men in black walked out from the shadows like ghosts and tied Murong Yue's hands behind her back without mercy.
She panicked instantly, struggling desperately and screaming, "Your Majesty! It's not me! It really has nothing to do with me!"
She rushed towards Dota like a madman, crawling and rolling, grabbing his clothes tightly, her eyes full of fear and pleading.
However, Dota's attention was completely not on her.
He looked down at Yuan Zhizhi in his arms. Her little face was as pale as paper, her lips slightly open, but she couldn't make a sound.
Her breathing was so weak that she could hardly feel it. He put his hand on her chest, and his cold fingertips felt the faint heartbeat, and his heart tightened.
Dota's face became increasingly gloomy, and a terrifying murderous aura emanated from his body, as if even the air had frozen.
He suddenly raised his head, and the coldness in his eyes pierced Murong Yue.
"You'd better pray that she's okay..." His voice was low and cold, filled with suppressed anger, and every word seemed to strike Murong Yue's heart.
"Otherwise," his eyes swept across like a knife, "your entire Murong clan will be buried with her!"
After saying that, he kicked Murong Yue away without hesitation, his movements swift and fierce.
Murong Yue was kicked and staggered, falling heavily to the ground. When she raised her head, she saw Duota turning around and holding Yuan Zhizhi as he left.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, spare my life!" She screamed, but received no response.
The palace maids around were all silent, kneeling on the ground with their heads bowed, not daring to even breathe. Only the wind blew across the pond, bringing gusts of cold chill.
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