Mi Yao looked at him. "I was thinking, if I died, you should... marry Le Yishuang. She... is quite good."
Huangfu Jianchen sneered, "Thank you for arranging my affairs in your last moments, but I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. You won't die because I won't let you die!"
Mi Yao revealed a faint, contented smile under his gaze, then closed her eyes and passed out.
...
Mi Yao slowly opened her eyes. She felt intense pain all over her body, as if she had been run over by wheels, almost falling apart. Where was this? She propped herself up and sat up.
This was not a quarantine zone but an incredibly luxurious room that looked strikingly like... the Imperial Palace.
Could it be that she had been taken to the Imperial Palace?
That couldn't be possible. Were Queen Zhang and Fan Si that kind-hearted?
Or had Jianchen found Young Master Fan Nuo?
Suddenly, Mi Yao's pupils shrank. She remembered something—Huangfu Jianchen had come!
He had arrived!
