Qin Yuyan's small face turned pale and bloodless in an instant: How is this possible? How can it be? She acted so covertly back then, how could she be found out
She deceived Yichen, used Yichen, and Yichen must hate her...
"It's already late autumn, Yuyan, pack up your things as soon as possible and go back to Mobei, and you can catch up with the Mobei New Year's Eve when the family reunite!" Ye Yichen said lightly, his voice without wind or waves without any emotion.
Qin Yuyan only felt a bang, and her mind was in a daze: Yichen wanted to drive her away, to drive her away from Qingyan and back to Mobei, but how could she leave? Her heart is on Yichen, how can she leave Yichen...
"Yichen, I won't count on Murongxue anymore, please let me stay!" Qin Yuyan's sad voice was full of pleading.
Ye Yichen remained unmoved: "It has nothing to do with Murong Xue, it's because this king doesn't want to see you anymore, you can go." He kept her in Prince Jing's mansion to take care of her, but she didn't know how to restrain herself, and kept talking again and again. He set up a scheme to murder Murong Xue, his patience, his trust, were all consumed by her, he didn't want to bother with her anymore...
"Yichen!" Qin Yuyan took a step forward, tightly grasping Ye Yichen's arm, hiding his sadness, "Don't drive me away!"
"I'm sorry, it's better for you to go back to Mobei than to stay here." Ye Yichen said in a low voice, opened Qin Yuyan's fingers one by one, turned around, and strode out without looking back. .
Qin Yuyan sat paralyzed on the ground, her dull eyes were dazed, crystal tears overflowed from her eyes and flowed down her cheeks: Yichen doesn't want her anymore, really don't want her...
The slight sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and Qin Yuyan suddenly woke up: How could she have forgotten that Old Prince Jing is still here...
"Old prince... old prince... please... help me..." Qin Yuyan pleaded in the direction of old prince Jing.
Old Prince Jing kept walking, without turning his head, he said: "The matter between you and Yichen, you can settle it yourself, and this king will not interfere."
Qin Yuyan's heart that had just stabilized sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and big tears overflowed her eyes: Old Prince Jing refused to help her, she was going to be kicked out of Prince Jing's mansion and back to Mobei!
No, she is not reconciled, she doesn't want to go back to Mobei, she wants to stay by Yichen's side and accompany Yichen.
Qin Yuyan's dark pupils were instantly filled with blood, looking from a distance, they were scarlet red, and her beautiful face was severely distorted by anger, making her look extremely ferocious.
The eyelids of the three guards who fell on the ground twitched violently, and the air was blowing from their backs, and they quietly slowed down their breathing: the princess also asked them to pretend to be ghosts to scare people. The current princess is scarier than ghosts. Touched her bad luck, who is unlucky...
When Murong Xue returned to Zhen Guohou's Mansion, the sky was already dark, she lay down on the bed and slept in the cage, and slept until the sun set.
Slowly opened her eyes, looking at the light yellow light remaining on the ground, Murong Xue's hazy consciousness gradually came to her senses, she rubbed her eyes lightly, and slowly sat up: dealing with other people's schemes at night, sleeping during the day, she almost fell asleep black and white upside down…
'Flick Leng Leng! A bird suddenly flew in through the half-open window, and landed lightly in front of Murong Xue. It was as big as a parrot, with a white body and only a handful of red feathers on its head. Murong Xue's dark eyes are shining brightly: "Miss Murong, my name is Yaya, and I am the follower of Ouyang Shaochen's son..."
Murong Xue's eyes lit up: "You can talk, what kind of bird are you?" She had seen thousands of species of birds in modern times, but none of them looked like a crow.
"God bird!" Yaya Niao raised her head high, her eyes full of pride.
Murong Xue: "..."
It was the first time she had heard that there were such birds in the world.
"Why haven't I seen you before?" She has seen almost all the hidden guards and followers beside Ouyang Shaochen, except this crow.
"I have been outside before, and I just came back to Shizi today. Shizi has something to do and I can't leave. Let me deliver a letter to Miss Murong." Yaya said sharply, stretching her right wing under her neck, and took off the A small kit hanging around his neck was handed to Murong Xue.
Murong Xue's eyes were full of amazement, the movements of picking up things were flowing like flowing water, with a faint nobility, it was really strange.
Murong Xue took the kit, opened it, and saw a piece of exquisite letterhead inside, writing: Youshi (17:00 to 19:00 in the afternoon), let's enjoy the lantern together.
"Today is the Lantern Festival!"
"Yes, yes!" Yaya nodded lightly, her small eyes sparkling brightly: "I heard that the Lantern Festival is very lively, is Miss Murong going to enjoy the lanterns
Murong Xue blinked her eyes: "Go!" She slept all day, before midnight, she would definitely not feel sleepy, and it's fine to stay in the mansion, and it's not bad to go to watch the lanterns with Ouyang Shaochen.
"Then I'll go back to the mansion and tell the son the good news, miss Murong, farewell!" Yaya said sharply, flapping her little wings, and flew away from the half-open window, that chic little figure, Seeing that the corner of Murong Xue's mouth twitched, Ouyang Shaochen's pets were first a Beibei, and then this Yayao, each one was more strange than the other...
As night fell, Murong Xue walked out of Zhen Guohou's mansion slowly, and saw Ouyang Shaochen standing on the steps outside the door, looking up at the starry night sky. The nobility that came and Tsinghua's exaggeration became more and more outstanding.
"Your Majesty!" The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curled into a faint smile, and she hurried over.
Ouyang Shaochen turned around, looked at her bright smile, a smile flashed in his obsidian-like pupils, and reached out to hold her little hand, the soft and boneless catkin exudes a trace of coolness, Ouyang Shaochen Mo frowned: "Why are your hands so cold?"
"Is there?" Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, raised the back of her hand, and gently pressed her cheek: It's just a little cooler than her cheek, so it's not considered cold!
Ouyang Shaochen smiled slightly, grabbed her hand, and held it tightly: "This way it won't be cold."
The faint warmth permeated through the skin and penetrated into the blood vessels, and the whole arm became warm. Murong Xue's eyes flickered unnaturally: "That... the Xiaoyao Palace has been dealt with?"
"It's already been dealt with." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, pulling Murong Xue forward slowly.
Murong Xue blinked: "What happened?" Ouyang Shaochen had to deal with it all day, and the matter seemed very difficult.
"It's not a big deal, it's just..." Ouyang Shaochen Qingyue's voice suddenly paused, and he looked straight ahead with deep eyes.
Murong Xue raised her head in bewilderment, and saw Ye Yichen standing not far from the two of them, looking at her indifferently, his dark eyes were as deep as a deep pool...