Pampered Pearl

The Little Guard I had heartlessly toyed with and abandoned became emperor, so I gathered up my skirts and prepared to run for my life. The mountain road was slick with mud. I fell seven or eight times, and even my newly tailored gauze skirt was torn. After climbing over the ridge, I stopped to catch my breath. When I turned my head, I saw a tall, slender figure from behind. My foot slipped, and I landed flat on the ground. The Little Guard turned to look at me, his eyes narrowing, a cold smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Miss Hua, keep running.”