Jiang Yunqing saw that she was crying breathlessly, as if she was the one who was wronged, and immediately couldn't cry or laugh.

"As I said, the affairs of the third prince have nothing to do with you, even if there is no matter on the Moon Terrace, he will make trouble for me."

"I have a disagreement with him for a long time, and today's incident has nothing to do with you, what are you thinking?"

She stretched out her left hand and patted Zhang Miaoyu's head, and glanced at Chen Ying again, a little helpless: "Don't cry, look at you crying like this, I don't know and think something big happened to me." ”

Jiang Yunqing picked up the painting on the ground with some awkward movements, patted the ash on it and stuffed it into Zhang Miaoyu's arms:

"This painting is something we won with great difficulty, how can we say that we will lose it, and when you go back, you will find someone to reframe the painting, remember to choose the color that your grandfather likes, and then give it to your grandfather as a birthday gift."

Zhang Miaoyu hiccuped, holding the painting with teary eyes.

Chen Ying's eyes were red, and when she saw Jiang Yunqing's right hand curled up on her lap, she hadn't moved, so she stepped forward and wanted to pull Jiang Yunqing's cloak: "Sister Yunqing, your hand is fine, let me see..."

Jun Mo has been calm since he got into the carriage, obviously in an extremely bad mood, and later saw that Jiang Yunqing had been comforting Chen Ying and the crying Chen Ying, and he had no time to deal with him, so his mood was even worse.

At this time, seeing that Chen Ying was still stretching out her claws to pull her cloak, she was suddenly dyed with clouds.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the collar on the back of Chen Ying's neck, picked her up and threw her directly out of the carriage.

"Hui Yu!"

Hui Yu outside was guarding in front of the carriage, and when he heard the sound, he hurriedly turned around, and saw that a figure inside was suddenly thrown out.

After she saw that the figure was Chen Ying, she hurriedly reached out to protect Chen Ying, supported her on the back, and let her fall to the ground safely, but Zhang Miaoyu behind was too late, she could only throw the horsewhip around her arm and pull it, and Zhang Miaoyu sat on the ground when she landed.

Immediately after that, a scroll of paintings was thrown out, and Hui Yu hurriedly caught it.

"Lord ......"

"Let them get back into their carriages."

Chen Ying and Zhang Miaoyu had tears on their faces, and they looked up and wanted to speak, but they saw that the curtain was pulled up with a "bang", covering Jiang Yunqing's face behind them.

Then Jun Mo's cold voice sounded again: "Go home!" ”

Ye San sat on the wheel, looked at the poor Chen Ying and the others, and the somewhat dazed Hui Yu, opened his mouth at her and said silently, "The prince is angry, let them go back first", and then looked at the carriage of Chen and Zhang Erfu, who had been following behind their carriage, and motioned for Hui Yu to take the two over.

As if sensing Junmo's anger in the carriage, Ye San didn't dare to say more, with a wave of the whip in his hand, the carriage galloped straight forward.

Hui Yu pursed his lips and reached out to help Zhang Miaoyu up from the snow: "Miss Zhang, are you okay?" ”

"No, it's fine."

Zhang Miaoyu stammered, and she didn't come back to her senses from the fact that she was thrown out of the carriage, she looked at the carriage in the distance, suddenly remembered Jiang Yunqing, and suddenly became nervous: "Sister Yunqing, she is still in the carriage!" ”

Chen Ying also said urgently: "Wang, he won't embarrass Sister Yunqing, right?!" ”

After Hui Yu helped the two of them to stand still in the snow, he said: "Don't worry, two young ladies, the prince values young lady and will not embarrass her." ”

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