Li Mu took the clothes from Qin Rou's hands, seeing the concern on her face, his heart grew warm.
He had always treated her as a toy, but as time passed, he gradually discovered that she was virtuous and considerate, truly a person after his own heart.
When he thought of how she had become a widow only a year after getting married, it truly seemed pitiable, and he couldn't help feeling some compassion for her.
Qin Rou said, "Your Majesty, you should hurry over."
Li Mu hummed an acknowledgment, dressing on the move with the assistance of the palace servants.
Kneeling outside Yanfei Palace were palace servants and maids, covering the ground.
Hearing the hurried and unsteady footsteps of Li Mu, they quickly bowed their heads, trembling with fear.
With their master killed, the attending palace attendants were certainly to be subject to harsh interrogation, and in the end, there would only be one fate awaiting them—death. They would not meet a good end.