"Someone! Come on, your majesty has fallen overboard! ”

Mu Qing and Lin Xuanying heard the news, and they didn't care about the dispute, so they hurriedly went to the temple to find it.

The anxious eunuch was so anxious that his cheeks were red, and his forehead was full of cold sweat, and he was screaming at the top of his throat, pushing the little novice wearing a monk's robe next to him and making them jump into the water to save people.

"Oh, that's good." The big eunuch kept wiping his sweat and made a bitter face, and when he saw Mu Qing, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, "The old slave is guilty, the old slave is guilty!" ”

Mu Qing didn't bother to pay attention to him, only looked nervously into the lotus pond, Lin Xuanying followed, biting her lip tightly, but a sinister light flashed in her eyes.

There was chaos in the lotus pond, the water splashed everywhere, the old host trembled and chanted, and a great monk took a long pole to carry water and stirred it in the water, hoping that the child would catch it.

Mu Qing's heart was in a hurry and she wanted to jump into the water to save people, Lin Xuanying grabbed Mu Qing's arm violently and shook her head gently.

- If the emperor dies here, Mu Qing will be able to reclaim his throne!

Mu Qing knew what she meant, but she couldn't bear it in her heart after all, so she only gritted her teeth and stood in place.

Time passed minute by second, there was still no movement underwater, the sinister smile on Lin Xuanying's face gradually enlarged, but she was extremely scared in her heart.

This incense was what she meant, she didn't think that the little emperor would be pushed into the lake!

She just wanted Mu Qing to notice herself and remember what they had been!

Mu Qing anxiously looked at the constantly splashing light and shadow in the lake, and the stubborn woman suddenly flashed in her mind.

She likes Mu Cong so much, how could she not be here if something like this happened!

Mu Qing hurriedly searched around.

Suddenly, a white hand held the wooden stick that the monk had put down!

Something was slowly dragged out of the water.

The little emperor had a pale face and closed his eyes, his braids had been scattered, and the whole person who was bulging like a bun was swollen, and he was powerless to let the people under him lift it up little by little.

Lin Xuanying gritted her teeth in annoyance, and saw that the eunuch had come over, so she lifted her skirt and stepped forward with a worried expression.

The host asked Sha Mi to ask for a doctor, and everyone surrounded the little emperor who had just come out of the water, only Mu Qing frowned and looked at the water.

Lin Xuanying was also stunned, and looked down with him.

I saw that the white hand was holding the wooden stick and slowly floated up, the man's sideburns in the lake were scattered, the long hair like a feather was tightly attached to the miserable white cheeks, a pair of beautiful eyebrows were frowned, and the white lips were bitten, as if he was about to collapse.

Mu Qing and Lin Xuanying were both shocked.

- It was Murong Xi who saved the little emperor!

Murong Xi's head hurt as if it was cracked, and the whole person was so cold that she almost suffocated, and after lifting the little emperor out of the water, she had no strength to save herself, and could only barely support herself with the wooden stick.

"Female donor, catch me!"

There was a buzz in his ears, Murong Xi stretched out his hand, trembling and wanted to put his palm into the hand of the monk holding the stick, but when the monk was about to catch him, Murong Xi's feet slipped for a while, and the whole person fell back and fell back again.

There was a trance of gold in front of me.

The sunlight is particularly dazzling at this time.

Murong Xi smiled bitterly and shook his head, his white hand drooping like force.

Do you want to die like this?

Just because the little emperor was too much like her son, she jumped off without hesitation......

If only the little emperor really was her son......

If only she could save her son......

Her resignation......

Suddenly, a warm hand grabbed her weak wrist and stopped her falling.

Murong Xi's head was only half an inch away from the water, and the fine droplets of water dripped down Murong Xi's hair and fell into the cold lake water.

Who?

Murong Xi frowned.

When she raised her eyes, she saw a white jade hand tightly clasped her own, and she couldn't see the owner of that hand clearly, and she could only vaguely see a pale green corner of her clothes gradually turning black.

Lin Xuanying looked angrily at Mu Qing, who rushed out beside her, only to feel that the corners of her eyes were painful, her hands were involuntarily clenched into fists, and her teeth were clenched.

Mu Qing frowned, half of his body leaned into the pool, only to be stunned when he grabbed the slender and soft wrist.

He looked at the woman in front of him who was already in a coma, her face was so white that there was hardly a trace of blood, and her whole person was as fragile as a porcelain doll, as if she would become shattered if she exerted herself now.

Her hands were cold, colder than the day she was married.

He couldn't help but shudder.

Why...... Murong Xi, who was so determined to hate him, and Murong Xi, who punished the pearl so harshly, would go to Mucong so desperately, and would show such a gentle smile to him.

Suddenly, Mu Qing ate some of the vinegar of the five-year-old child.

Mu Qing didn't move, the little monk beside him also froze in place, he looked at Mu Qing who was stunned in place embarrassedly, and reminded Mu Qing in a low voice Only then did Mu Qing come back to his senses, and the monk next to him helped pull out the soaked Murong Xi.

The person in his arms was cold, his loose clothes clinging to his body, fragile like a butterfly that would lose his life at any moment.

Murong Xi's body was very thin, which made Mu Qing's heart ache, he hugged Murong Xi in his arms tightly, and followed the little monk to the meditation room.

Lin Xuanying looked at Mu Qing's back alone, and the hatred in her heart was rising.