Mo Hanqing subconsciously withdrew his hand and said with a dark face, "Don't touch me."
"Ah?" Ye Qiqi was startled, and quickly grabbed his withdrawn hand with two small hands, and said stubbornly: "What are you afraid of? We are all men. Your Highness, don't be embarrassed."
“…”
Mo Hanqing looked at her speechlessly, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Ye Qiqi had already grabbed his palm, lowered her head and studied it carefully. As she studied, she muttered: "Hey, Your Highness, your emotional line seems very weak... and it is also very single... It seems that from now on you will only You can marry a princess, but you can’t take concubines at will... And you... "
Mo Hanqing frowned. Her rambling words fell into his ears, but he didn't hear them in his heart.
He just looked at her soft little hands holding his big hand, and each slender finger touched the skin on the back of his hand. It was warm and had a slight itching feeling, like pieces of gentle... Feathers brushed the back of his hand.
Inexplicably, it made his heart soften.
"So, Your Highness..." Ye Qiqi raised his head as he spoke, only to find that his deep black eyes were looking at her with a hint of tenderness.
Such tenderness is like the hazy starlight shining in the vast night sky. Although it is faint, it cannot be ignored.
Ye Qiqi only glanced at it and felt that those eyes seemed to be so captivating that people could no longer look away.
The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became a little weird.
After a long silence, Mo Hanqing suddenly spoke and said in a calm voice: "Is it settled?"
"Forget it...forget it..." Ye Qiqi suddenly came to her senses, quickly dropped his palm and sat upright with her back to him.
She secretly reached out and touched her heart, which was beating rapidly. What was going on? She probably didn't make a mistake in her calculations just now. She wouldn't just give someone a fortune and then become so nervous. Bar?
Ye Qiqi was puzzled and reached out to touch her cheek again, oh... her cheek was so hot too...
Could she be sick
Mo Hanqing stared deeply at Ye Qiqi's back. After a long while, he finally moved his gaze away and looked out the car window expressionlessly.
At that moment just now, he actually thought she was a little cute?
The carriage continued to move forward unsteadily, but the two people in the carriage had their own thoughts.
Back at Prince Jing'an's Mansion, Mo Hanqing rarely dispatched Ye Qiqi arbitrarily, but sent her to learn the rules of the mansion from other guards for a period of time.
Ye Qiqi was also happy to have some free time. She didn't have to follow Mo Hanqing to serve him twelve hours a day. She could just go to various restaurants in the capital to see if she could collect some information about her grandfather.
After a few peaceful days passed.
One early morning, Mr. Gu suddenly ran to Prince Jing'an's Mansion in a panic, saying that he wanted to see Prince Jing'an.
After Ye Qiqi took Mr. Gu from the entrance of Prince Jing'an's Mansion to the study, he saw Mr. Gu "thumping" and kneeling down towards Mo Hanqing, and said in a trembling voice: "Old minister... The old minister discovered something incredible. thing."
"What's the matter?" Mo Hanqing asked casually as he sat behind the desk, holding a brush in one hand and writing a letter with his head down.