Ye Chutang swiftly threw off the covers, slipped on a robe, and hurried to the door.
The moment she opened it, she saw Princess Qingyang rushing over, her expression urgent and her face pale.
Ye Chutang had never seen her like this. She frowned and asked, "Princess, what's wrong?"
Princess Qingyang took a deep breath, but the urgency in her eyes didn't fade in the slightest.
"There's trouble in the Southwest!"
Ye Chutang froze. "What?"
'The Southwest?'
'Isn't that King Yan Nan's garrison?'
Princess Qingyang said urgently, "I just received a secret message. It says a rebellion has broken out in the Southwest! My father was framed by villains and is now trapped in Long City. His condition... is unknown!"
All traces of sleepiness vanished from Ye Chutang.
She gripped Princess Qingyang's wrist firmly, led her into the room, and carefully closed the door and windows.
Princess Qingyang had clearly lost her composure, her face etched with panic and worry.
