The last time Xu Manyue was the same, and this time the matter of Baili Luoqing was also the same, which made You Huan feel that behind the clouds, there was still a hand pushing everything.

Just thinking about it makes me feel a chill down my spine, as if the weakness behind it is completely exposed in the eyes of the people behind the scenes.

You Huan didn't like this feeling very much.

The steps back to the East Palace couldn't help but speed up a lot, and the faces of those who had harmed her unconsciously appeared in her eyes, and beads of sweat flowed from her sideburns, but she didn't realize it.

"County Lord, don't go so fast, the slaves can't keep up!" Mingxiang shouted as she gasped in the back.

But Youhuan, who was walking briskly in front, did not stop, but ran directly with her skirt and small steps.

"County Lord!" Mingxiang complained bitterly, but there was no way, so she could only run and follow.

Youhuan wanted to return to the East Palace as soon as possible, she had said before that she had grown up in a golden cage, and after the palace changed owners, this golden cage was broken. It wasn't until she was brought into the East Palace later, and Zhao Huajin blocked the outside world for her, that she regarded the East Palace as her "new cage".

Youhuan ran all the way back to the East Palace, as if there was a flood beast chasing her behind her.

At the entrance of the East Palace, the Eight Treasures covered Huayu stopped, and the eight palace people carrying Huayu squatted down steadily, and the scorching sun above their heads made everyone sweat profusely.

The light yarn used to shade the sun around Huayu was gently picked up by the knuckled hands, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was beautiful and jade, with a frosty temperament and a cold temperament, and his gestures were full of nobility, no wonder outsiders said that he was the flower of Kaolin, and he couldn't touch it or see it.

Ling Jian was waiting on the side, and was about to say something to Zhao Huajin, when suddenly Zhao Huajin turned his head to look at the passing palace road.

I saw that the girl was wearing a cyan skirt, and the skirt on her chest fluttered in the wind because of running, as if she was frightened by something, and a pair of deer eyes flashed with unease.

Zhao Huajin frowned slightly, and didn't care what Ling Jian wanted to say, so he took a few steps forward to meet Youhuan, "What are you doing in such a hurry?" ”

Youhuan panted slightly, her face was covered with sweat, and her sideburns were wet with sweat on her cheeks.

You Huan didn't say a word, grabbed Zhao Huajin's hand and took it to the East Palace.

You Huan naturally used a little bit of strength to pull Zhao Huajin, but it was not enough to pull such a big man, but Zhao Huajin was also willing to follow You Huan.

At this moment, Youhuan is like a frightened rabbit, and only by rushing back to his nest quickly can he have enough sense of existence.

It wasn't until she crossed the high threshold of the East Palace that You Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and her whole body softened as if she had collapsed, and when she was about to sit on the ground, Zhao Huajin immediately reached out and put her arm around her shoulder.

There was some disgust in his tone: "Do you have to make yourself sweaty?" ”

Although he said this, he still wiped his sleeve on Youhuan's face indiscriminately, and the faint lotus fragrance calmed Youhuan's mood.

The broken hair on Youhuan's forehead was already wet with sweat, and it was wiped so indiscriminately by Zhao Huajin, and two hairs were playfully curled.

You Huan looked at Zhao Huajin cutely, Zhao Huajin blinked, and her heart seemed to have missed a beat at this moment.

You Huan didn't notice Zhao Huajin's heartbeat, she just puffed out her mouth, raised her sleeves and smelled the smell on her body, her little face wrinkled, "It stinks." ”

Sure enough, after staying in the morgue of the execution department for a long time, the stench of the corpse still got on his body more or less.

Youhuan wanted to push Zhao Huajin away, but Zhao Huajin leaned over a little closer and sniffed carefully.