"Bold, how dare you, a little slave, talk to His Highness like this! Today, His Royal Highness will replace his father and the emperor to correct you, a slave who does not know humility, on the spot! Chunyuan Lan Ye pulled out his sword and pointed straight at the ancient painting fan.

An Deyang's eyes sank, and he raised his hand to block it, but was stopped by the ancient painting fan.

Hearing this, the corners of the ancient painting fan were slightly hooked, and he slowly walked to the tip of the sword of Chunyuan Lan Ye, looked straight at Chunyuan Lan Ye with his eyes, and said softly: "I'm afraid that Your Royal Highness can't replace the emperor, because you haven't sat in that position yet!" The Fourth Highness is afraid that he will not be able to correct the slave and maid on the spot, because if the emperor knows that the slave and maid are dead, he will definitely not spare the person who killed the slave and maid! ”

"Joke! Your Royal Highness, don't you even want the life of a minion! "Pure Yuan Lan Ye was furious.

The ancient painting fan smiled inexplicably: "The Fourth Highness treats the slave as a dog slave." However, in the eyes of the emperor, he did not regard the slave as a slave! On the contrary, in the eyes of the emperor, the life of the slave is precious! Four Highnesses? ”

"Speak wildly! Your Highness, I think you're trying to get out and go crazy! Pure Yuan Lan Ye scoffed.

"Yes or no, why don't the Fourth Highnesses weigh it in their hearts?" The ancient painting fan chuckled.

Looking at the calm smile of the ancient painting fan, Chunyuan Lanye's eyes were as dark as the sea, thinking of Emperor Chunyuan's various care and doting on the ancient painting fan these days, he admitted that he had no bottom in his heart. He had never seen Emperor Chunyuan treat a person, a woman, or an inferior servant like this!

He didn't understand what Emperor Chunyuan was thinking, and he couldn't act rashly.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and finally slowly put it down after a while.

Pure Yuan Lan Ye's eyes quietly stared at the ancient painting fan, which contained endless killing intent.

The ancient painting fan slowly clenched his hand, and his palm was already wet with sweat. If she wasn't so confident, she was just gambling! It's just that I didn't expect that this pure abyss Lan Ye was really set. Of course, she was not so reckless as a gamble with her life, the reason why she was so arrogant and confronted the prince of Chunyuan Lan Ye was just relying on Emperor Chunyuan's attitude towards her these days.

As it turned out, she won!

Mu Ya on the side only felt a cold sweat, and then grabbed the arm of the ancient painting fan, stared at Chunyuan Lan Ye tightly, and said in a deep voice: "You go!" My words have been made clear, and we have nothing to do with each other from now on! ”

Chunyuan Lan Ye stared at Mu Ya's eyes and was silent.

"What? Do you want the emperor to hear about your romance too? The ancient painting fan chuckled.

"You dare! She's your sister! You won't! ”

"Really? My sister is insignificant, but if I tell the story, then you will never have a chance to win the throne again in your life, you will not even have a chance to fight again, and you will even lose your life. It's not a loss at all, do you want us to try it? The ancient painting fan shook Mu Ya's cold hand, and his eyes were still looking at the pure abyss Lan Ye in front of him.

"Ya'er! This is the good sister who is so good to you in your mouth? She said you-"

"Enough!" The only remaining light at the bottom of Mu Ya's eyes has dissipated at some point, and her inky eyes are like an abyss, looking straight at Chunyuan Lan Ye, and said softly: "In your heart, compared to the throne, I'm afraid it's also the difference between Hongmao and Taishan!" Let's go, Chunyuan Lanye, let's go! We don't want to have any intersection in this life! ”

"Ya'er!"

"Let's go!" Mu Ya frowned and said sharply.

Chunyuan Lan Ye looked at her already unfamiliar eyes, staggered back a step, and then strode away into the night, the calm pace of the past was a little messy at the moment.

No longer seeing the figure, Mu Yaqian suddenly hid her face and wept, her voice was suppressed and hoarse, but it hurt her heart when she heard it.

"Sister-" Gu Hua Fan whispered softly, hugged Mu Ya, and caressed her back.

"Sister, isn't my sister useless? I obviously want to forget jì, but I still can't control my heartache! Sister—" Muya sobbed quietly.

The bright eyes of the ancient painting fan were dyed with a touch of sorrow, and he said softly: "Sister, this is a catastrophe that belongs to one person, and there will be nothing to defeat you after it has passed!" Sister, forget it, forget it-"

Mu Ya sobbed softly, hugged the ancient painting fan tightly and cried.

The eyes of the ancient painting fan were hidden in the night, blurred, but the thin lips that were pursed revealed her state of mind at the moment.

The love calamity is over. But if you can't get by, then this life has been driven by fate, and it is better to die of anger.

Sister, I will do my best to help you through this difficult time, I just hope that when my sister's love disaster comes, my sister can stand by my side and wake me up.

An Deyang quietly looked at the side face of the ancient painting fan, he didn't know what the eyes that covered the night were revealed, but he clearly felt her sadness at the moment.

The lively and cheerful, transparent little girl in my memory has experienced the ups and downs of this world at some point. Although this is growth, how many people have failed on the road to growth?

Miss Gu, don't worry, An Deyang will always be by your side, and when you encounter a disaster, I will wake you up clearly!

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The bonfire party was over, and she didn't know what the party was about and what it was all about. But none of that matters anymore -

The night was dark, the carnival crowd had dispersed, and the ancient painting fan waited for Emperor Chunyuan to go to bed and then slowly strolled through the night. The moonlight in the sky is bright, reflecting the plain, and the white expanse is seen in the distance.

The ancient painting fan stood at the agreed place and waited for An Deyang to appear. Bored left and right, looking up at the brilliant splendor of the sky, wandering out of the sky.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and the ancient painting fan came back to his senses, and looked back with a chuckle: "Brother An, why are you-"

"Tilt the Prince?" The ancient painting fan muttered.

In the night, Hatsunohara, dressed in a plain white robe, walked slowly, and his warm and humble face was extremely clear in the bright moonlight.

"What kind of person is here? It's late. Hatsunohara said softly.

The ancient painting fan hung her head, and her slender neck was extremely charming, and she could only hear her say: "Waiting for someone." ”

"Who is so honored to have you wait here late at night? I don't wear more clothes, it's a cold night, don't catch a cold! Hatsunohara untied his robe and handed it to the ancient painting fan.

The ancient painting fan looked at the purple smoke dark pattern robe, pursed his lips, and reached out to pick it up.

Seeing that she was willing to take it, Hatsunohara stepped forward with a chuckle and draped her robe over her shoulders.

The ancient painting looked up at him, but only saw his chin, where there was stubble, and his smooth face was shining.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Hatsunohara chuckled.

The ancient painting fan pursed his lips and shook his head, and his eyes with faint starlight still stared straight at the beginning of the beginning, silent.

Hatsunohara brushed her messy hair, reached out and pulled her arm, and said softly: "Let's go, let's go around, there are no obstacles within a radius of several miles here, and the people you have to wait for will see us when they come." ”

Gu Huafan looked at him in a daze, until she was pulled far away, she suddenly woke up, pulled his hand away, and stood still.

Hatsunohara's hand fell into the air, and then a wry smile crossed the corner of his lips, and he didn't look back. (To be continued.) )