C15

"My prince, I beg of you, please save my young miss, King Jin, I beg of you," Zhuo Jin had been crying outside the door of the pavilion for a long time already. She could only beg King Jin to not be so heartless, to be able to save the young miss.

As long as they were willing to save the Miss, she would do anything.

But time continued to pass by, even when she shouted until her throat was sore, no one came out. With her loud voice, even if King Jin couldn't hear, the servants would still report it. However, no one came out to give her a reply. It seemed that the King Jin was truly ruthless, treating the young miss coldly and not caring about her life.

Zhuo Jin's eyes sunk little by little, she raised her sleeves to wipe her tears, suddenly stood up, clenched her fists, and ran towards the main entrance of the palace. Since the people from the King Jin Palace were heartless and heartless, she could only go to the Li Palace and ask for a doctor.

"Who is it?" The two strong guards at the door stopped her, and two tall figures stood in front of her, blocking Zhuo Jin's way.

"I'm a little girl with the princess consort. I have something important to attend to so I have to leave the palace. Get out of my way!"

The two men looked at each other, as if they had some impression that she was indeed the close girl of the wangfei's side. However, the women of the palace had left late at night, and it was not like Ma Gu and her daughter, Lady Ma Gu, who were by the prince's side. This had never happened before, why would they be so flustered when they saw the girl?

"Hand it over!" A servant stretched out her hand.

Zhuo Jin's eyes widened and her brows furrowed. She asked in an inexplicable manner: "What?"

"Calligraphy!" The Prince's handwritten edict. Without an edict from the Prince, no woman can leave the estate. " The servant looked at her suspiciously. Seeing her at a loss, she thought that this girl couldn't be thinking of leaving the manor without an overseer, right?

Miss suffered such heavy injuries, I am afraid that if we delay any longer, the wound will become even more severe. Zhuo Jin stomped her feet in anger, placed her hands on her waist and shouted: "Handwritten orders? It is already late at night, how could the prince still have time to prepare a written letter for me. "Listen, this is the prince's order. The wangfei isn't feeling well and wants me to find the best doctor in the capital as soon as possible."

Seeing that they were standing still, Zhuo Jin raised her voice. What are you all still standing here for? Can you afford the delay? Get out of my way! "

The two servants were half-believing and half-doubting her words. After hearing her boldly and confidently and seeing her face full of certainty, it was likely that she didn't have the guts to pass on the prince's words. This was a stupid thing to do.

The two men finally stepped aside hesitantly to open the door for her.

Zhuo Jin's terrified heart finally stopped beating for a while. She clenched her fist to force her scalp to go numb, and did her best to not let her trembling legs show as much as possible. That was close. Luckily her acting was good, or else they would have seen through her. She had to find a doctor as soon as possible and rush back to the Purple Gold Pavilion.

Just as Zhuo Jin was about to step out of the doorstep, she heard a voice from behind him. She's lying, stop her! "

Without waiting for Zhuo Jin to turn around, the two servants had already forcefully pulled her down, and pulled her in front of the person behind her.

"What right do you have to say that I'm lying? What I said was all true, the Prince told me to leave the Palace —" Zhuo Jin shouted in fury as she raised her head, only stopping after seeing the man's face.

What a familiar face, as though he had seen it somewhere before …

He … He was the Mo Yun Lord Mo whom the young miss had publicly humiliated at the wedding ceremony that day, it was really him. That day, he spoke rudely. The young lady made him kneel on the street and even rejected his position as a nurse.

Now that he had met this man, it was very unlikely for him to survive. Zhuo Jin only hoped that this man had a weaker memory and had forgotten about the humiliation he had suffered that day.

"Stupid thing, I almost let this girl deceive me." Mo Yun's tone of voice was extremely similar to that of the King Jin, tricky and cold. As expected of the kind of master one would have, a kind of servant.

Hearing his words, the two servants immediately knelt down, placed their hands on their heads, and didn't dare to look at him.

"Lord Mo, spare my life, it was my negligence!"

"Please spare my life Lord Mo, we will not dare to do so again."

Mo Yun rubbed his hands across his sword and boots, raising his eyebrows, he said indifferently: "Let's go to the consulate and take thirty pieces."

"Yes …" Thank you, Lord Mo, for sparing my life. "

Zhuo Jin was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat. If such a small thing like this could be so severe, then her little life, when thinking about it, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Just as she was lost in thought about her own life, she heard a cold voice say, "I'll remember you. You're a girl next to Crown Princess Luo. Princess really has the guts to let such a small maid leave the estate late at night and even fake an order from your highness."

"This has nothing to do with you. I acted on my own and you are currently unconscious. How can you tell me?" Zhuo Jin shouted to him. Lord Mo, I don't know if my young miss is dead or alive, but since the Prince won't see me, since you won't let me leave, then please find a husband for my young miss …

Mo Yun could not help but sneer at her, looking at her playfully, truly foolish. Her young miss was such a shrewd woman, but the servant under her command was actually more stupid than the last. Those who didn't know it would think that this young miss recognized them.

"Since you've already said so, how can I, a mere subordinate, act behind your back when even your highness isn't willing to see you?"

"You …"

Zhuo Jin was so angry that her face turned red. She thought that she could go out, but she actually met this difficult to deal with person. Just as she was at a loss as to what to do, she saw two figures not far away, a man and a woman, walking towards the pavilion. The woman's figure was slender and her steps were very small. Every step she took seemed to require a great deal of effort, so she walked very slowly.

Beside him was a man dressed in gorgeous white silk clothes, with a golden bag tied around his waist, and an exquisite jade flute in his hands. His upper body was covered by a interwoven jungle.

The golden bag, in this world, aside from the current His Majesty, only the Duke can wear it. Since the King Jin was in the Yue'e Pavilion, then who was this man?

Zhuo Jin's eyes moved, and immediately broke free from the servant's restraints, while Mo Yun was not paying attention, he ran past him, across the forest and kneeled on the stone road, crying as he said: "I beg you, please save my Young Miss."

No matter who it was, it would be better if they could save him now.

The two people on the other side of the jungle seemed to have heard her words and stopped.

The wind blew by late at night, blowing the scattered leaves on the ground. The wind blew by late at night, blowing the scattered leaves on the ground.

"Your Young Miss?"

Hearing his question, Zhuo Jin immediately replied: "My family's young miss is Prince Jin's Wife."

Before Zhuo Jin could explain the situation, the man on the other side of the forest had already turned around. Could it be that he wasn't willing to save her? Zhuo Jin thought, only hearing the quiet voice of the woman beside the man, who had yet to speak: "Mu Fei, where are you going?"

Twilight? Could he be the King Han Leng Mu Fei?