A pretentious female scream rang out from above, like a shrill string, suddenly breaking the quiet afternoon.

When Prince Ding looked up, the slender woman whose face could not be seen tripped and was about to fall from the high wall.

Prince Ding instinctively wanted to take a few steps back to avoid this sudden accident.

What does the life and death of a palace concubine have to do with him?

...Wait, that sound.

Prince Ding was stunned for a moment, his brain was stuck. He seemed to have forgotten that he was in the palace, and forgot his identity and situation.

Almost subconsciously, he stretched out his hands and greeted the girl who was about to fall.

The girl did not wear a palace skirt, but a set of incongruous training clothes. However, Prince Ding felt that this set of clothes suited her very well.

Wu Qing in his arms looked at him in surprise.

Prince Ding sighed inwardly, it was indeed her.

Wu Qing was shocked, [No way... he can handle this?! My ex-boyfriend has this ability?!]

In Wu Qing's expectation, she should be like a mountain pressing down on her ex-boyfriend, crushing him into a puddle of meat.

"My lord! Are you hurt?"

Fang Rongan on the other side of the wall called her name anxiously.

Realizing that Fang Rong'an was right next to him, Prince Ding's pupils shrank.

He suddenly leaned back, as if the pain was delayed for a few seconds, before he fell to the ground holding Wu Qing.

A thin layer of sweat suddenly appeared on Prince Ding's forehead, and his face was as pale as paper, as if he was really hit by Wu Qing.

Wu Qing didn't expect that he would fall to the ground suddenly. After losing his balance, he fell to the ground with him, feeling dazed.

When Fang Rong'an rushed over using Qinggong, this was the scene he saw.

Apparently, when Concubine Ji fell from the wall, she accidentally hit Prince Ding who was walking on the palace road, making Prince Ding serve as a cushion.

Fang Rong'an helped the two of them up and asked with concern, "My Lord, are you okay? My Lord, are you injured anywhere?"

Prince Ding said weakly, "I am fine. Please go and see if the noble lady is injured."

Fang Rongan took a quick glance and realized that Concubine Ji was not injured, but Prince Ding's breathing was a little unstable.

...That's right. Mr. Ji is in good health and the wall is not high, so it won't be a big deal if he falls down.

Wu Qing hadn't reacted yet. How could the person who had caught her steadily just now fall to the ground without noticing?

As soon as Wu Qing heard the word "Prince", he felt like he was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

"I...you...wait a minute." Wu Qing opened and clenched his hands, clenched and opened them again, over and over again, as if he was engaged in some kind of psychological struggle.

"Commander Fang, what did you call him just now?" Wu Qing asked uncertainly.

Fang Rong'an cupped his hands and introduced her: "Lady Ji, this is His Royal Highness Prince Ding."

Prince Ding also said, "What a coincidence, my lord, we meet for the second time."

Wu Qing: “…” Haha, what a coincidence.

who?

[Ahahaha, I must be delusional, right? Isn't he my ex-boyfriend? How did he suddenly become the prince of engagement? ]

Wu Qing tried hard to recall the scene in the Chrysanthemum Garden that day, [Why did I think he was Qin Lixue? That day in the Chrysanthemum Garden, I was picking flowers, he dissuaded me, and then I ran back to Linhua Palace, and the Imperial Concubine said that Qin Lixue also came to the palace that day... In other words, I had a preconceived idea and recognized the wrong person. ]

[Is it too late for me to say that I didn't hit him on purpose? I need to get rid of him right away. Nothing good will come of being associated with this guy.]

Wu Qing quickly advised: "Your Highness, you look so bad, let Commander Fang escort you to the Imperial Hospital for a checkup, after all, your health is more important."

Fang Rongan nodded in agreement.

Prince Ding sighed, "You two don't have to worry too much. I am fine. I just got a few scratches. Commander Fang, I came to see you."

Fang Rongan showed some doubts at that moment.

"Commander, do you still remember Abbot Tongguang of the Huguo Temple?" asked Prince Ding.

Fang Rongan nodded, "Of course."

Previously, he and Prince Ding were assigned by the Emperor to handle the shocking case that occurred in the Huguo Temple.

Abbot Tongguang, the once highly respected Buddhist monk, was arrested and imprisoned as the instigator and was scheduled to be executed after the New Year. At this moment, he should still be imprisoned in a dark corner of the Tianlao.

Prince Ding said, "This morning, when the jailer was on patrol, he found that Tongguang's cell door was open and he was gone. Your Majesty was furious and ordered me to come and discuss things with you."

The Tianlao was originally under the supervision of Pang Fei, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture. After Pang Fei was executed, the Tianlao was temporarily managed by the imperial guards.

Now that Tongguang is missing, as the commander of the imperial guards, Fang Rongan cannot escape the blame. Prince Ding said it was a discussion, but both sides knew that the emperor wanted to hold Fang Rongan accountable.

Fang Rongan frowned immediately.

Prince Ding reminded softly, "Your Majesty seems to suspect that there are still members of the Golden Lotus Society in the Imperial Guards who have not been eradicated."

Fang Rong'an's worries faded slightly, and he respectfully bowed to Prince Ding and thanked him.

"In that case, I will go ahead and report to Your Majesty. Your Majesty, I will see you next time."

Fang Rongan said this in a hurry, and then left in a hurry.

Wu Qing, who was left alone to face Prince Ding, said: "..."

[Fang Rongan, I hate you, a blockhead who can never read the atmosphere. You deserve it for always missing out on the heroine.] Wu Qing gnashed his teeth.

Now only Wu Qing and Prince Ding are left behind the wall.

Wu Qing lowered his head to avoid meeting Prince Ding's eyes.

"Your Highness, I am now the counselor of the princes and princesses. I will never slack off in my concern for their safety."

"Since the prince said that he is not seriously ill, I will take my leave and go back to look after them." Wu Qing bowed and moved her feet slightly.

She was looking for a suitable excuse to get away as quickly as possible.

Damn, who wants to stand with this villain with a hundred and eight eyes? He is not on the list of protagonists.

Prince Ding suddenly took a breath.

When Wu Qing looked over, he was holding his stomach, with a look of pain on his face, and his voice was a little weak: "I'm so sorry, I lost my composure in front of you."

The handsome man's lips were dull, as if covered by frost and snow. His long eyelashes trembled, leaving a trembling shadow under his eyes, making him look fragile and vulnerable, which made people feel pity.

Wu Qing's heart was as firm as a rock: "..."

Go ahead and pretend, just pretend. How can you have the nerve to fight against Concubine Mu to a draw?