The woman's heart trembled worriedly, and she embed her long nails in her palm. Dingding said: "Bingning, no one has seen it today." ”

The red cloud on Qinghe's face flashed quietly, and a leisurely smile on his lips: "Okay, very good." So do you need to give Bafujin a carriage from the palace to send Bafujin home? ”

"No need, Bing Ning will bring his own carriage when he comes." Bing Ning categorically refused.

Even if she didn't have a carriage, she had to walk back to Luyang Mansion by herself; Even if the sky is already dark, the prince may have woken up; It might be late for her to go back, but Bing Ning was unwilling to accept any charity from Qinghe. is not only the fear of her revealed in her bones, but also because of her deepening disgust for Qinghe.

Bing Ning only knew that from that moment, she had made a direct choice between Qinghe and Chu Li. If you can help the prince, even if you stand on Chu Li's side, you will stand over without hesitation.

Riding a fast horse, Bingning rushed back to the Luyang Mansion without looking back all the way.

It's already dawn.

When she fixed her gloomy look, raised her head and slowly walked into the palace, her hair still had the remnants of the unsettled rain of last night's false alarm, so cool and moving.

Bing Ning just raised his eyes, and saw the ink-colored eyes faintly into the painting. The slender nails flickered in front of her eyes, and then swept the pear blossom brew on the white jade slab, and moved it to her lips lightly. Bingning was fascinated by it, and he forgot about his embarrassing situation for a while.

Long Chen was about to take a sip of the sweet alcohol brewed with pear blossoms, but he suddenly looked up and saw that his hair was messy, and his eyes were clearly mixed with panicked ice condensation.

At that moment, the tenderness in his eyes was like water.

"I ...... I ......" Bing Ning really couldn't think of any lies and reasons to use to prevaricate Long Chen, but he couldn't tell him that he had gone to the palace.

I can't tell him that this trip Bing Ning went to the palace to witness the things with his own eyes.

That would make him even more uneasy, and even angry.

Thinking of this, a stream of qi and blood from his chest suddenly surged into his heart, and Bing Ning flicked his two sleeves and was about to turn around and leave.

Maybe Long Chen didn't expect Bing Ning's reaction to be so indifferent, he didn't even know what to do for a while, so he had to straighten up suddenly, the wide and scattered white cuffs rolled up the pear blossom brew on the slate, and the wine bottle was knocked over on the ground with a table of glass cups, and the blue slurry dripped down the stone slab onto Long Chen's clean and unstained blue vamps, and the embroidered complements were wet.

Bing Ning heard the sound, but suppressed the unspeakable pain in her chest and walked straight towards her room. Behind her, a light breeze blew her hair high. A pair of cold hands suddenly touched her waist and quietly crossed her warm fingers......

The gentle voice of affection sounded in his ears, like a heavenly sound: "Where have you been?" If you don't say it, don't say it, I'm just worried about you...... Nothing more. ”

Bingning's heart was suddenly touched by something, as if even the pores around her body were erected. She endured the bitterness, turned her face slightly, and covered Long Chen's side face with one hand as if she was holding a treasure. In a trembling voice, he said, "I'm fine, I'm ...... It's okay. ”

Bing Ning is always worried about only you, Long Chen.

"But why are your hands so cold, and your face ...... Is it so bad? Long Chen continued, her eyelashes embedded deep in her dilated pupils.