() The oncoming maid carried a lotus water lantern in her hand, and under the swaying of the candle flame, the clear water between the walls of the lantern sparkled and rippled.

The ripples of water ripple on the white jade ground, like a person wandering in a lake, which is very emotional.

Zi Ye was curious about whether there were still people going out so late, and Ion Xuan suddenly clasped his fingers, held her hand tightly, and gently hugged her into his arms.

The maid bowed slightly at Ion Xuan, and greeted Fuli.

"His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven......"

Ion Xuan replied lightly, but his eyes looked at one of them.

"Meng Huizhu ......"

Meng Huizhu bowed slightly, her eyes seemed to inadvertently pass through the purple night, and a touch of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"It's so late, His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven still hasn't rested?"

"I sent her back to the women's school...... What are you? ”

"The Emperor of Heaven has not returned, and the Queen of Heaven is worried, so I came to greet him......"

Zi Ye's eyes were tightly locked on the white gauze glazed gold belt behind him, although through the tulle, he couldn't see the appearance of the people inside.

But as a woman, her intuition told her that the woman inside was not very friendly to her.

She could even feel her hostility clearly.

It's just that......

She probably hadn't been in contact with this woman, and she didn't know where she offended her.

Meng Huizhu turned her head to look at Jin Xuan behind her, and looked at Ion Xuan with some hesitation.

"His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven, the Queen of Heaven wants to ask His Highness to come over and talk ......"

"Still don't want it...... "Ion Xuan's fingertips strained slightly, and he clenched Ziye's hand: "It's getting late now, I still won't disturb the queen......"

Ion Xuanmu staggered past the purple night without squinting, and did not look at Jin Ji from beginning to end.

It's just that when Zi Ye passed by, he saw the eyes that were extremely complex in the tulle.

"Is His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven just gone? Can't you talk and reminisce when you see acquaintances? ”

In the midst of the golden rush, Fang Zhiyan tried her best to make her voice sound light and light.

Ion Xuan's footsteps stopped abruptly, and the corners of his lips blurred a sneer of indifference.

"There are many kinds of acquaintances, and their identities are different...... The identity between us today ...... It's better to avoid suspicion......"

His subordinates were powerful, and they walked away quickly with the purple night, resolute and ruthless.

It wasn't until the two of them left for a long time that Meng Huizhu stepped forward silently, lifted the veil, and looked at Fang Zhiyan with a rather charming gaze.

"Diva ......"

"Go to Sheng Wanju ......" A smile bloomed on the corner of Fang Zhiyan's lips, as if her feelings had not been affected in any way.

In the distance, Zi Ye turned his head to look at the lantern that was fading away, and looked at Ion Xuan meaningfully.

"It seems...... It's your rotten peach blossom again......"

"Stop, she and I are innocent......," Ion Xuan hurriedly explained: "Her name is Fang Zhiyan, and she is my former junior sister...... When I left, she was still a simple little girl who could only cry, but I don't know why she became my stepmother......"

"No wonder you're so uncomfortable...... It turned out that the little junior sister was upgraded to a stepmother......"

Ziye suddenly pouted with a sour taste: "It's just that the falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless......"

"What are you talking about......" Ion Xuan couldn't help but smile a little bitterly: "I just think that there are so many young talents in the Heavenly Clan, why should she marry an old man like my father?" ”

"Your father is not bad, he looks so handsome, and he exudes the smell of a mature uncle...... And powerful, what little girl doesn't want to marry? ”。

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