"Your Highness, Qing Ying did not do well, I plead for Your Highness to punish his!" Qing Ying brought those people who were chasing after Long Yueling back to the Crown Prince Palace, and their heads almost buried in the ground in front of Lian Yue.
"You mean …" Month... "Dead?" Lian Yue seemed to not believe her ears, and repeated her words.
"Yes," Qing Ying said, "When we met Long Yueling, she was in the midst of death. I may be anxious, but I can't change the situation.] Miss Long, she … Her body really disappears in front of us! "
Lian Yue clenched her teeth, she did not believe what she had heard, but she felt that Qing Ying had always been loyal and did not have the guts to lie to him.
"Understood, all of you can leave now." Lian Yue instructed.
"Yes." Qing Ying responded and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at the four people behind him, indicating that they can leave.