Ye Qi followed from a distance, but did not catch up.
Watching Wen Xiao'ai's shaky figure, almost falling several times, Ye Qi's heart jumped anxiously.
A half-hour journey took Wen Xiao'ai more than an hour to finally return to her palace.
Ye Qi didn't go inside, nor did he rush to leave.
He just stood outside the hall.
As Wen Xiao'ai stepped into her chamber, she collapsed to the ground as if utterly exhausted.
She sat on the cold floor, her face pale, tears streaming down yet unable to cry.
Voices came, followed by footsteps.
"Little Princess, what's wrong?"
Several maids hurriedly ran over, placing the things they held on the ground, then reached out to lift Wen Xiao'ai.
"Little Princess, please get up."
However, Wen Xiao'ai was like she had no bones, two maids couldn't lift her after several tries.
Wen Xiao'ai still sat on the ground, her gaze vacant.
From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of bright red.
