Dugu Wu was about to head to the Cold Palace.
Li Qing hurriedly stopped Dugu Wu, expressing his concern.
"Prince Wu, you have just relinquished your command over the Imperial Army and entered the palace late at night, which is against the rules. If you barge into the Cold Palace rashly, I fear it may be improper."
In the afternoon, Emperor Yongye had just transferred the command of the Imperial Army to the Seventh Prince.
"She is my betrothed. Is it proper to confine her in the Cold Palace?"
Dugu Wu's retort left Li Qing speechless, and by the time Li Qing had a comeback, Dugu Wu was already gone.
"Quick, go and report to the Emperor."
Li Qing's face was filled with distress.
Feng Wan chased after the Prince, who, now with the aid of a walking stick, was moving at a brisk pace!
Was he worried about Princess Feng?
The rain was pouring heavily, yet not a single drop seemed to wet Dugu Wu.
