"No, it's not like that, wronged, wronged!"
"I dared to scream for injustice when I was inflicted on me like that. Come here, put these two poisonous women in the wood shed, and wait for tomorrow's prince's return before disposing of them properly!"
Princess Qi glanced at the trembling Ping'er after speaking, and said fiercely, "Stop this girl and kill me!"
The moonlight was bright and clear, but it was just such a moonlight that no one would appreciate in Prince Qi's Mansion anymore.
Except for Orchid Garden, the one who served the herbs in the courtyard alone.
All these disturbances seem to have nothing to do with her.
Until, suddenly, a gust of wind blew her, messing her head with blue silk, and her entire face sank.
Throwing aside the thing that was serving the herbs in his hand, he walked into the house.
"Hahaha, it's rare for Prince Qi's Mansion to be so lively tonight, don't Xiao Qianling go to see a good show?" Promise sat on the beams of the room with a low laugh, lingering in the whole room.
"If Teacher Wei is watching a good show, I'm afraid the good show is over. I broke into my boudoir in the middle of the night. Teacher Wei, it's not good to spread it out, right?"
Qianling raised his head faintly, looking at him neither humble nor humble.
Even if she knew that he was the teacher of the Holy Spirit Academy and her future teacher, she was not half polite to him.
"What's wrong, no one knows that Miss Qi Wangfu's face is ugly, and the teacher of the Holy Spirit Academy is brave and suave. If it spreads out, people will only say that you are taking advantage of me."
Wuji smiled and stroked a strand of broken hair around her ears.
Qian Ling was speechless, raised his hand to touch the birthmark drawn on his right cheek, and frowned slightly.
Seeing this, Wuji smiled, flew down from the beam, landed in front of Qianling, took her hand covering the birthmark, and said seriously: "You don't have to hide your true face from the people in Prince Qi's Mansion. You have different talents. Naturally, his appearance is the best in the world. If your father knew, he would treat you well."
There was a little distress in his careful words.
He didn't like watching her frown.
I don't like seeing her alone.
"Do you think I need him to treat me well?" Qianling sneered off his hand and sneered, "Wei Wuji, you are too self-righteous. I have no nostalgia for this Prince Qi Mansion, even if someone wants to treat me well. Me, he is not qualified at all."
Her father is no longer qualified to make her affectionate.
Even if half of his blood bleeds in her body, it is not worthy to make people treat him sincerely for this kind of ignorant benefit, who even looks down on her own children.
She stayed, not for anyone, only for what she wanted to do.
Wei Wuji looked at her so determinedly, as if he could see his own shadow from her. Aloof and indifferent, don't trust anyone.
Like a lone wolf in the snow.
In the place that belongs to him, he is not like this.
But he knows that no one is born like this.
"Qianling, for so many years, you have been wronged in Prince Qi's Mansion."
His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth after careful consideration. He was so careful, so afraid of touching places that he shouldn't touch.
Qian Ling opened his mouth to refute something, but found that he couldn't say a word at all.
Such an ordinary sentence had never been spoken by Wuji, but it suddenly reminded her of many things.
In the past and present, no one cares about her being wronged or not. She has always lived and died on her own. No matter how indifferent the world is, she will be so indifferent. No matter how indifferent the world is to her, she will double it back.