Long Jingyuan's face was cold as he yanked her back, his powerful arm locking her against his chest.
That soft, slender waist barely wider than a hand, those bonelessly delicate hands, and the faint, almost imperceptible fragrance of pear blossoms clinging to her made Long Jingyuan's heart tremble slightly, as though an electric current had instantly coursed through his entire body.
His body stiffened, and he stopped moving.
Su Qiao was still struggling to push him away, but her feeble strength was completely useless against the man.
Instead, her struggling and rubbing only made the man's entire body tense even more.
Eunuch Quan really couldn't bear to watch any longer and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, why not hand him over to the guards?"
Dark clouds seemed to churn in Long Jingyuan's shadowy eyes. He shot him a cold, fierce glance.
Eunuch Quan wisely shut his mouth, not daring to say another word. Fortunately, the sedan chair arrived in time.
Long Jingyuan directly picked up the person in his arms and carried him horizontally into the sedan chair. "Take him back. Don't let him get bumped or hurt."
"Yes." The eunuchs carrying the sedan chair nodded anxiously, then bore it as smoothly as possible toward the palace gates.
Watching the sedan chair recede into the distance, Long Jingyuan stood before the pavilion, his expression flickering in his eyes.
Eunuch Quan cautiously stepped forward. "Your Majesty?"
"Return to Longqian Palace." Long Jingyuan's face was cold as he turned and left, but his steps were unexpectedly awkward.
The palace maids and eunuchs did not dare make a sound. They lowered their heads and followed silently behind him.
After they left, a tall figure slowly emerged from behind a dense tree. After pondering for a while, Prince Jin frowned and departed.
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