She looked at Qing Ye's legs covered with blankets, and she knew very well that Qing Ye's legs were ruined because of her... No matter what happened in the future, she would always owe Qing Ye...
Qing Ye saw Qiao Ran lowering her head and not speaking for a long time, then looked at her worriedly and asked, "Did that troupe leader bully you again?"
Qiao Ran shook his head, "It's nothing."
"You..." Qing Ye always felt that Qiao Ran looked very wrong. He frowned slightly and said, "If Xiaoran has anything to say, please tell me first."
After all, it was still late at night and the wind outside was quite strong.
And Qiao Ran himself knew that Qing Ye's legs couldn't bear the cold, so he nodded and went into the house with Qing Ye...
However, at the moment after Qiao Ran helped close the door, a guard with a knife walked out from the corner of the street not far from the courtyard, staring at the closed courtyard door thoughtfully with a complicated expression. …
At that time, inside the house.
Qing Ye wanted to pour tea for Qiao Ran, but was stopped by Qiao Ran, "Qing Ye, stop working."
Qing Ye had no choice but to stop and sit down. Just when he was about to speak, he couldn't help coughing. After he calmed down for a while, he said, "Xiao Ran, is something wrong? Already?"
All Qing Ye could think of was that something must have happened to Qiao Ran...
It is precisely because of this that he is very worried.
However, Qiao Ran just shook her head and said, "No, I have to leave Beicheng for a while... Maybe, I think you will be away for a long time in the future." However, she would still go to the troupe owner regularly to get the antidote and have it delivered. Given to Qing Ye...
However, what she couldn't tell Qing Ye was that she was not leaving Beicheng, but had to live in the East Palace...
Maybe in a few days, maybe half a month, maybe a month, she will be kicked out by His Highness the Prince...
In short, she is not sure when she will come back...
But whether she comes back or not, she feels that she is no longer the same Qiao Ran...
When Qing Ye heard Qiao Ran's words, he stared at her in silence for a while, and then asked softly: "How long will Xiao Ran be going... for?"
Qiao Ran slowly lowered his head and looked at his fingertips, and spoke softly and calmly as always: "I don't know, maybe it will take a long time, maybe it will be very soon. When the citizens of that place get tired of watching my performance, maybe I will Will be back."
Qing Ye still stared at her: "Where is it?"
Qiao Ran looked up at him, smiled and casually made up a place: "Ancheng, it's a bit far."
Qing Ye pursed her lips, lowered her eyes with some disappointment, and after a while asked softly: "Did you want to do it yourself? Or... did the troupe leader force you?"
"Myself, Ancheng is quite profitable. If I can make money, I will go there." Qiao Ran said, raising her lips at him again, "You should take good care of yourself and take care of yourself..."
Qing Ye looked at her and said nothing.
And Qiao Ran knew that he couldn't say anything more, so he sighed softly in his heart, and finally said goodbye to Qing Ye, and planned to leave.
She originally didn't want Qing Ye to send her out again, but Qing Ye insisted on sending her out. When she walked out of the door, Qiao Ran couldn't help but look back at Qing Ye, feeling sad. Naturally, she couldn't bear to leave Qing Ye...
However, she knew very well in her heart that she was no longer worthy of Qing Ye...
(End of chapter)