Just by listening to the footsteps and the rhythm of knocking on the door, Ye Qingluo can recognize who is outside the door.
When Emperor Moxuan came, he only brought two people from the imperial palace with him.
According to Di Moxuan...
She specially asked Tang Beiyuan to bring her incomprehensible fiancé out to relax and cultivate their relationship.
And therefore, know their existence.
Ye Qingluo didn't look for them either.
The person at the door was silent for a moment, as if hesitating for something.
After a while, he opened the door and walked in.
The woman was dressed in a light blue dress, wrapping her exquisite body.
With just one glance, Ye Qingluo could see the obvious sadness on the woman's delicate and beautiful face.
Ye Qingluo couldn't help frowning.
Didn't Tang Beiyuan come out with her fiancé
This should be considered a honeymoon.
Why…
Tang Beiyuan's face is more sad than before
It doesn't feel like a girl in love at all.
Could it be that... something happened between her and her fiancé
Ye Qingluo thought that Tang Beiyuan came here specifically to find her, and with such a cautious and coy look, she thought she was here to consult about "how to get along with lovers before".
Unexpectedly, when Tang Beiyuan walked in front of her, she looked at Ye Qingluo seriously, and said cautiously: "Qingluo...you, don't listen to Mo Shao's nonsense, Lord Dizun has only you in his heart, Emperor Zun My lord and Miss Jun are definitely not the kind of relationship that Young Master Mo said."
As soon as the words came out.
Ye Qingluo was stunned.
What is this all about
Why did you tell her this out of nowhere
Ye Qingluo coughed violently: "Cough... Bei Yuan, do you think I will take Zou Mo's words to heart?"
Tang Beiyuan shook her head, then nodded again: "I just want to explain for Lord Emperor."
Ye Qingluo reached out, grabbed Tang Beiyuan's hand, and pulled her to the side of the bed to sit down: "This matter does not need any explanation at all. I didn't take what Zou Mo said to heart at all."
Tang Beiyuan pursed her red lips slightly: "I know, but this is my obligation."
"Of course I believe in Ah Xuan." Ye Qingluo leaned back on the bed, "Naturally I also believe in Xiao Qingwu's character."
If you speak up.
Di Moxuan and Jun Qingwu met before her.
If they have something, it will not be her turn to appear.
not to mention…
The corner of Ye Qingluo's mouth twitched, and he smiled a little coldly: "Even if you give Ah Xuan ten courages, he wouldn't dare to go around behind my back."
After a short pause, she continued: "Even if he wants to mess around, my little Qingwu... doesn't have the slightest idea of him."
It's not that she blindly trusts her identified friends.
It's a feeling.
She didn't know what to say about this feeling.
Tang Beiyuan gave a faint "oh", then lowered her head silently, with a somewhat slumped expression on her face.
"Beiyuan, are you married to your fiancé..." Ye Qingluo frowned, raised her hand and stroked Tang Beiyuan's eyebrows.
To be honest, every time I see Tang Beiyuan.
There was a little more sadness on her face.
There are wrinkles between the eyebrows and eyes.
only…
Before her hand touched Tang Beiyuan.
The palm she stretched out was covered by a big and generous palm.
Tight and light.
The whole person fell into a generous and warm embrace.
Yuya's sandalwood filled her heart.
Above the head, a man's deep and mellow voice floated down: "When I was not around, Xiao Luoer seemed to be talking ill of me."
That hoarse and magnetic voice, like a soft feather, tugged at her heartstrings.