Listening to my voice trembling, not like a crying voice, but as if it was on the verge of collapse, Chang Qing's eyes suddenly became dark. She was silent for a moment, and she ordered in a deep voice without looking back: "Go out."

"yes."

Several palace maids and eunuchs hurriedly retreated and closed the door.

In the huge palace, there are only three of us.

Chang Qing stood beside the bed, looked at the pale man on the bed, looked at his hand that he refused to let go, and looked at me who couldn't stop shaking. I heard her disordered breathing, as if she was about to say something, but she struggled for a long time but seemed to not know how to speak.

I don’t know how long it took, but she finally said tentatively: “The Emperor was injured for you, right?”

“…”

"Qingying..."

“…”

"You, can you-"

Before she could finish her words of comfort, she saw a drop of crystal water rolling down from my eyes, and a clattering sound fell on the hand that she never wanted to let go.

Then, more tears fell, as if the endless rain was endless.

I started crying all of a sudden.

Chang Qing seemed to be shocked, and all the words were swallowed in her throat.

She had seen me in all kinds of ways, but she had never seen me crying like a child, helpless, as if she didn't know what she should do, and she seemed to be wrong in everything. Even if she gave up and wanted nothing, it was still wrong.

I don’t know how long it took, but she walked up gently and hugged me in her arms.
Chapter completed!