Seongnam Ye held her cheek and forcibly pulled her face towards herself, with a tenderness in her eyes that she had never seen before, "Were you really frightened last night?" ”

Jing Jie'er's cheeks gradually became a little red, her heart was beating violently, she had never seen Chengnan Ye care about her like this, or rather, except for his willingness to get close to Yuebai, there was no side concubine in the mansion who could be favored by him.

"Yes." Jing Jie'er was pitiful, and a few tears oozed from the corners of her eyes.

"It's good to know that you're scared." Chengnan Ye suddenly let go of her hand, Jing Jie'er hurriedly supported the ground with her hands, and looked at Chengnan Night with some puzzlement.

"I heard you want to poison the princess?"

"What?" Jing Jie'er looked up at him, her expression was stunned, her eyes flashed slightly, and she hurriedly said, "The concubine doesn't." ”

"No?" Seongnam squinted his eyes and pressed her shoulder, "Three days ago, you sent a bowl of bird's nest porridge, do you think I don't know?" ”

"I ...... There is no ......" Jing Jie'er's eyes widened in horror. desperately tried to avoid the eyes of Chengnan Night's insight, but he just couldn't move away.

Seongnam sneered. Still don't admit it?

"As a concubine, Jie'er shouldn't cause trouble to this king, what do you say?" Seonam Ye's hand pinched his chin tightly with the back of his hand, "It's not an example." ”

If the queen mother knew that her beloved daughter was poisoned in the Chengque Mansion, the consequences could be imagined.

Jing Jie'er's pupils shrank suddenly, and her face turned pale in an instant when she looked at the pupils that flashed with a dangerous aura in the southern night of Shangcheng, biting her lip and nodding desperately.

"That's right." Cheng Nan stood up at night, straightened his robe, and walked out of the Baoyu Pavilion without looking back.

Jing Jie'er sat on the red carpet with a shocked face, and her fingers that had been painted with Kodan were clenched fiercely.

Nan Moyi ......!

In the study, Cheng Nanye rubbed the corners of his eyes a little tiredly, handed the robe in his hand to Yuebai, who was already waiting in the house, and walked to the bookshelf, looking for books.

Yuebai looked at his broad back, gritted his teeth, and was about to speak, when he saw Qiang Qian walking in from the door and saluting the two.

"Lord, the princess did not live in Mo Yage."

What the? The prince wants to move Nan Moyi out of the cold pavilion?

Yuebai looked at Chengnan Ye with some incredulity, but did not wait for his denial.

Seongnam didn't look back at night, and his voice was extremely cold. "Let it be."

"Yes." Qiang Qian saluted again, and went out with the sword at his waist. He is the personal guard of Seongnam Night, and he is also a famous lieutenant general on the battlefield, and he is the most trusted person in Seongnam Night.

"The prince wants to remove his sister from the cold pavilion?"

Yuebai walked over to the table and grinded for him.

"Hmm."

"This Mo Pavilion is so close to Jie'er's sister's Baoyu Pavilion......"

"So what?" Seongnam Ye picked up the brush and pulled out a piece of rice paper.

"I'm afraid there will be a lot of quarrels." Yuebai said, presumably she already knew about Jing Jie'er, and Yu Guang observed the reaction of Chengnan Night.

"Don't bother, you can go down first."

His eyes flickered for a moment, and finally he didn't say anything more, and he owed a debt to the south of the city, so he moved slightly and walked out of the study.

Outside the house, Yuebai looked back at the focused figure of the people in the house, and the soft wattle on her side was tightly grasped, she was the real princess, and she was the person she really loved in the night of Chengnan.

Seongnam Night can only be hers!

The night was dark, the heat had diminished slightly, there was a bright moon in the sky, and there was silence in the palace.

Nan Moyi sat on the roof of the cold pavilion, with several jars of wine from the dining room on his side. I don't know what the name of this wine is, the taste is mellow, the entrance is sweet, Nan Moyi raised his head and drank it, while admiring the moon in the sky, regretting that he didn't take more.

"Huo'er, are you also admiring the moon?" Nan Moyi raised the wine to the moon and poured it down.

[Lalalala, there will be a new male protagonist in the next chapter, and drinking and writing poems with ink clothes was discovered by the prince, what will happen after that? ] Jealous? Punish? Or, press the bed? 】