As she spoke, Gu Bailu observed the surroundings on the other side.
It was a dark space. She could vaguely see tables and chairs around them. A fire was burning in the dark space. There was a green pot on top of the fire. The content of the pot was boiling, the steam lifting up the lid.
Someone had clearly been living here. Also, all the clothes that Gu Yunjing loved were on the shelf.
Had Gu Yunjing been staying here all this time?
"Do you need to think about it? This man was injured in order to block the Heavenly Tribulation for you; otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to touch him."
Gu Yunjing was knocked to the ground. His head was bent low and blood dripped from his face.
Gu Bailu's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She had never seen him look so miserable. He was the young emperor of the Imperial Residence and had always been high and mighty, but he had ended up like this because of her.