After saying that, he hurriedly led his servant off down another road. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely in the sun, but he didn't bother to wipe it away.
Qiu Shen said, "I had heard that the Seventh Prince had a very beloved little bird by his side. I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true."
Ye Qingxue thought that if Bai Qi were to suddenly be frightened and run away like a little embroidered ball, she would also be anxious.
She immediately understood the Seventh Prince's feelings and led Qiu Shen down another path to pursue him.
The little hydrangea flew very fast, hovered in the air a few times, and then disappeared into the bushes without a trace.
Ye Qingxue and Qiu Shen searched for a quarter of an hour, when they suddenly saw the little embroidered ball fly away and immediately chased after it.
"Miss, this place is very remote." After some time, Qiu Shen suddenly said in a low voice.
Ye Qingxue nodded and slowed her pace.
Although she had never seen what the real Cold Palace looked like, she felt that this area was the Cold Palace.
The surroundings were dilapidated, even the palaces were old and worn, and weeds grew wildly, creating a gloomy atmosphere.
Ye Qingxue's ears suddenly twitched, sensing an unusual sound not far ahead. She pressed Qiu Shen's shoulder and winked at her: Wait for me here.
Qiu Shen's martial arts skills were mediocre, and she didn't hear any unusual sounds, but she listened to Ye Qingxue's advice and stayed where she was to wait.
Ye Qingxue walked past the dilapidated house, and ahead appeared waist-high weeds and many trees of varying heights, like a wild jungle, and the sound seemed to be coming from inside.
She crouched down, braced herself with her hands and knees, and carefully crawled into the thicket of weeds. After crawling for about ten feet, the sounds ahead gradually became clearer.
There were sounds of them biting each other, sticky wet sounds, and sounds that seemed to be in pain but weren't...
Ye Qingxue saw it through the weeds.
The woman's light blue bodice hung on the man's arm, the two of them using the sky as their blanket and the earth as their mat...
Okay, it's none of her business.
Ye Qingxue's face flushed red, but she remained relatively calm and slowly backed away.
Unconsciously, her palm pressed down on something, a completely different texture from the weeds. She slowly, slowly looked down and saw a small piece of paper, rolled up into a tube shape, about the size of her little finger.
Ye Qingxue rationally didn't want to watch; she was dying and didn't want to concern herself with other people's affairs. But her intuition told her to watch.
She unfolded the note and saw the handwriting on it. She was struck dumb, her face changed drastically, and she clenched her fists tightly.
How could this be!
Why is this the case?
Who are these two people in front of me, so engrossed in their lovemaking and oblivious to the world?
Did they leave this note here in their excitement?
Or is it someone else?
Just as she was thinking this, Ye Qingxue suddenly noticed that the two people in front of her had stopped moving. She gasped for breath. Had she reacted too strongly just now and been discovered?
She was holding her breath and waiting, but the other person seemed to be holding their breath and waiting too.
No matter what, she must not let anyone know that she had just read the letter, and she subtly put the letter back.
As soon as she finished making that move, Ye Qingxue looked up and her eyes met those of the person looking down from the tip of the grass.
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