"I don't care, I just want to go anyway!" Ye Qiqi pulled Mo Hanqing's sleeves with her small hands and shook them vigorously.
Mo Hanqing was so worn down by her that she had no choice but to say helplessly: "I know, I know."
"Agree for me to go?" Ye Qiqi came up to him, blinked, looked at his handsome face, and asked happily.
"Well..." Mo Hanqing hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I agree, but you must listen to my instructions when the time comes."
"Okay!" Ye Qiqi quickly agreed.
The next day.
Ye Qiqi, who had already changed his appearance, followed Mo Hanqing step by step, hiding behind the window of a small teahouse in the capital, looking at the people walking on the street outside the window, and wondered: "Will the second prince really follow this?" Passed by here?"
"Yes." Mo Hanqing nodded and said, "He goes to the palace every morning to pay his respects to the emperor. After coming out of the palace, this road is the only way for him to return home."
"Then why hasn't he shown up??" Ye Qiqi raised his head and glanced at the sun in the sky. It was almost noon. They had been here all morning. Not to mention the second prince, there was no trace of him. See.
Mo Hanqing frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then whispered: "Wait a little longer."
"Oh." Ye Qiqi nodded, and could only pick up the tea cup on the table out of boredom, put it to his mouth, and took another sip.
After the two of them waited for a while, Leng Liu's voice suddenly came from the rooftop: "Your Highness, the second prince's carriage is here."
After Mo Hanqing heard this, he turned to look at Ye Qiqi, and then whispered: "Here he comes, are you ready?"
"Okay!" Ye Qiqi's fair and pink face was full of excitement.
She eagerly stood up from the stool, took a deep breath, and walked out of the teahouse.
Mo Hanqing glanced at her and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her wrist.
"Huh?" Ye Qiqi turned around and looked at him with some confusion.
"Pay attention to safety." Mo Hanqing still warned her with some worry.
"I know." Ye Qiqi made a face at him and then left the teahouse.
Mo Hanqing was sitting in the teahouse, looking out of the window with a pair of deep black eyes.
After Ye Qiqi walked out of the teahouse, he looked around, and then stood on the street directly opposite the teahouse window.
In the distance, the Second Prince's carriage was slowly approaching.
Ye Qiqi stood in the crowd and saw the second prince's carriage. She blinked and calculated the time and speed of the carriage. Then when the carriage was about to arrive in front of her, she suddenly rushed out of the crowd. .
"Neigh!!" was heard from the horses, and the two horses driving the car were tightly restrained by the driver's reins. The front hooves of the two horses were lifted up, and then they fell heavily to the ground.
There was only a few millimeters of distance between the horse's hoof and the corner of Ye Qiqi's clothes.
"You are sick! You don't have eyes!" After the driver finally stopped the carriage, he immediately yelled at Ye Qiqi who fell to the ground: "You want to die, don't you?" Don’t look at who is sitting in this carriage, can you afford to offend me!? If you hit our Highness, even if you have a hundred lives, it won’t be enough to compensate!!”