After parting ways with Jian Jiu Yang, Luo Xiu went out alone to find something to eat. He returned to the inn after his meal, planning to comfort Luo Yue. After what had happened the previous night, he couldn't help but feel a lingering sense of guilt toward her.
"Luo Yue, about this incident... I'm very sorry."
"Your Majesty, why are you apologizing?" Luo Yue looked up at Luo Xiu, her face full of confusion.
Her eyes were red and swollen; she had obviously just been crying.
"If it weren't for my negligence, you wouldn't have suffered..."
"Your Majesty, please don't say that! It has nothing to do with you. If anyone's to blame, it's me for my own lack of strength, which allowed me to fall into the hands of those scoundrels."
Luo Xiu walked over and sat beside her, patting her shoulder reassuringly.
