"You..."
Qi Yun pointed at Li Qingmu, so infuriated that he was at a loss for words. How had such an annoying brat survived until now?
Yet, when he met Li Qingmu's clear, flawless eyes, his frustration dissipated.
What he said was true; who in this world isn't afraid of death?
Those truly unafraid of death are either madmen or fools!
Li Qingmu was honest enough to tell him his thoughts, which showed his pure heart.
A gentle smile gradually appeared on Qi Yun's serious face.
He chuckled and said, "You rascal, since you regret it, why did you rush over?"
"I... I didn't know either, but when I saw Your Majesty in danger, I instinctively wanted to protect you!"
Li Qingmu spoke as honestly as ever, and he used "protect" instead of "save," giving the Emperor due respect, which pleased Qi Yun.
The difference between unconscious acts and intentional ones is vast. Many people, to curry favor with the Emperor, would act with opportunistic intentions, even at the risk of their lives.
