Reject

Looking at the face that suddenly appeared in front of her, Chu Liuyue was dazed. "Your Highness?"

Rong Xiu is really in the horse carriage?

Rong Xiu quietly sized her up and saw her slightly messy and dirtied appearance. Then, he raised his brows. "You're injured?"

Chu Liuyue shook her head. "Don't worry, Your Highness. I'm not injured. The one who is injured… is Lieutenant Mu."

Rong Xiu then seemed to notice the two men beside her as his gaze was quiet. He nodded to acknowledge them. "Lieutenant Mu, Young Master Jian."

Mu Qinghe didn't react, but Jian Fengchi gave a meaningful smile. "Your Highness, you didn't come very quickly."

Rong Xiu clenched his fist and coughed. "It's currently late autumn, and the weather is chilly. Hence, it's more troublesome for me to go out."