Qin Yue took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the turmoil in her heart, and gently nodded: "Thank you, Qingchen. I knew you would come."
Ye Qingchen looked at her, feeling extremely conflicted in his heart. He knew it was not the time for words; rescuing her was the priority.
So, he quickly buried his emotions deep within and said solemnly, "Qin Yue, we need to leave here quickly. Can you walk?"
Qin Yue did not immediately answer Ye Qingchen's question about whether she could leave. Instead, she frowned, her gaze revealing obvious worry.
She softly asked, "How is Jiang Qi now? Has he... has he already found out that you're here?"
Ye Qingchen furrowed his brow slightly, sighed lightly, and then shook his head, saying, "I haven't found the opportunity to act against him yet. He doesn't know I'm already in the palace city, nor does he know I've come to find you. But we have to leave quickly; we can't delay anymore."
