On the other side, Pei Shiyue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that no one was hurt. Just as she was about to get up from the mud, a pair of white, slender hands suddenly stretched out in front of her. She looked up along the hands and was surprised: "Brother Jinqin!!"
The man had a handsome face and a tall and graceful figure. The corner of his robe was dark and stained with blood and mud, which made people feel regretful. Xie Jinqin's eyebrows were slightly worried, and he smiled slightly and said, "Get up first."
Pei Shiyue seemed stunned, staring at Xie Jinqin in a daze.
"Your Majesty, I am Xie Jinqin, the Governor of Lingnan. I am late in coming to your rescue. I hope you will forgive me." The situation was under control and the emperor was escorted back to the palace overnight. Xie Jinqin came to the imperial study to see the emperor, who had just had a big fire in the court.
The country has been founded for nearly a hundred years and has gone through three generations. Autumn hunting symbolizes national majesty and military dignity. Every time it is held, it is solemn and awe-inspiring. It has never ended in such a disgrace. This is a shame that will be written into history books and cursed by all people!
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