Long Xiyuan pushed away Princess Consort Liang, who had stepped forward, ready to console him; Princess Consort Liang directly tumbled headfirst to the ground.
Princess Consort Liang cried out in pain at once, yet Long Xiyuan did not look back, his steps never stopping as he ran out of the hall.
Bai Zhi'er had known Long Xiyuan for quite some time, but it was the first time she had ever seen him lose his composure like this.
She hastily followed after him, calling loudly behind him, "My Lady is in Nanxun Palace!"
Bai Zhi'er realized her legs had gone a bit weak.
It was her first time experiencing the death of a friend, and it was also the first time she had been so powerless in the face of death.
Even though she was a god.
Feng Fuce caught her around the waist at once, preventing her from falling.
"I'll take you there," he said in a low voice.
Bai Zhi'er nodded, choking back her tears.
Long Xiyuan called out all the way, "Xiru! Xiru!"
