"Ann!" Yu Yi'an took two quick steps and grabbed An Xi's arm, his voice seemed to be a little dull, and the two of them stood in the palatial courtyard one after the other.

Feeling the temperature on his wrist, An Xi didn't know whether to look back at him for a while.

What she is afraid of seeing is a deep love, and it must be you.

This feeling made her feel very heavy and she wanted to escape.

She claims to be the most rational woman in the new century, but she can't extricate herself from immersing herself in this false illusion, deceiving herself day after day.

Yu Yi'an's blatant preference for her, unscrupulous exceptions. She even had to forget that the relationship didn't belong to her.

Yesterday, the secret agent delivered news that Zheng Xian's whereabouts had been found, but she did not leave Beijing to find someone as originally planned.

She has become accustomed to the intimate behavior of every day, and has been indulging in it for a long time, and has forgotten that she is not an ann at all.

She has always been a shameless thief.

He gently blinked his eyes, which were already full of tears, in a vain attempt to dry the tears.

If she wants to marry Yu Yi'an, then she must not be able to look for Zheng Xian anymore, but if she can't find Zheng Xian's original owner, she can't be reincarnated, and she doesn't know what unpredictable changes will be born at that time.

Zheng Xian's news.... What about Zheng Xian's news?

An Xi pinched his left sleeve pocket, almost screaming, and then felt a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.

Suddenly turned around and hugged Yu Yi'an, squinting behind the other party's stiff stunned eyes, desperately looking for the white letter paper in the room.

- Nothing.

"Xiaoshuang, what are you looking for?"

A cold voice with a hint of anger came to my ears.

Bad dish.

She was still sad and sad when Yu Yi'an chased it out....

Feeling the hands on his shoulders suddenly tightened, Yu Yi quietly felt the bitterness between his tongue and did not speak. The calloused hands that hung down along Anxi's soft clothes looked extremely weak.

Struggling to open his mouth to say something, but he couldn't hide his sadness and nervousness, An Xi closed his mouth tightly, for fear that he would cry out as soon as he opened his mouth.

Looking at the two young love snakes that climbed along the marble brick cracks on the ground and gathered together as soon as they met, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Yu Yi'an's mouth.

Behold, even two cold-blooded animals are so, Anxi, what is thy heart made of?

I don't know what I'm expecting, it's been a quarter of an hour, but An Xi still gives him only silence.

Yu Yi'an felt unprecedentedly that An Xi's embrace was so cold.

"If you really think that Zheng Xian is the man on the tip of your heart."

"——Let's go, get out of the capital in three days."

"Don't come back in this life, I'll treat you as dead."

Without waiting for the stunned An Xi to reflect, he almost rudely tore away her hand that was climbing on his body, glanced deeply at her red lips, then retracted his gaze and strode towards the house.

"Yu Yi'an—"

Stretched out his hand, but he only had time to feel the corners of his clothes running through his fingertips.

The door closed in front of her eyes, and in the crack of the door she saw Yu Yi'an's face covered with frost.

In fact, An Xi really wanted to squeeze out two more tears to show her sadness and reluctance, but then she realized that this was indeed the best result.

Yu Yi'an was completely disappointed in her and no longer entangled, got Zheng Xian's news, entangled enough, and the marriage will has not yet been made.

She is running away now, and the time and place are right.

She's about to be free.

Looking at that door, An Xi could almost imagine what kind of expression Yu Yi'an was watching her every move.

He wanted her to cry bitterly, to wag her tail like an abandoned puppy and beg for mercy.

She wanted to, but she couldn't.

The people in the courtyard looked stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

At the moment of turning, two people in this courtyard burst into tears at the same time.

Xiaobei walked around the house to pack up his things, and from time to time he would look up and look at the young lady who sat by the window and watched the moon after he came back and told him to pack his things and prepare to leave Beijing.

He glanced at Xiao Nan, who had just entered the house, but saw that the other party shook his head.

The two girls knew that this act must be related to the Seventh Prince, and when Miss Ask saw that she had no reaction, Xiao Nan went to the Seven Princes' Mansion to ask the truth - after all, Miss is messing around, and they can't be girls together, right?

Xiao Nan didn't even enter the Seven Princes' Mansion, although there were some stinky farts on weekdays, but for the two of them in general, they were still kind and pleasant, like a door god, and Xiao Nan was blocked out with a dark face.

With a worried look in her eyes, she glanced at An Xi, who had sat with her cheeks on her back for two hours and had never said a word, Xiaobei pulled Xiao Nan and retreated together, she felt that An Xi needed to be alone.

An Xi sat on the chaise longue, her elbows resting on the cold stone slate of the windowsill, and her hands on her cheeks looking at the cold moon.

Yu Yi'an once said that she is like his moon, so is she so pure and unique in Yu Yi'an?

Gently wiped the tears accumulated under his eyes with his fingers, didn't want to think about it anymore, and smashed himself into the soft bed as if he was angry, but when he closed his eyes, he still had Yu Yi'an's angular face.

She used to feel that freedom is the most important, as long as she completes the original owner's wishes, she can become a real and unique Anxi, and from then on go away to the capital, happy and revenge, do whatever she wants, no need to consider etiquette, no need to weigh the pros and cons, open a restaurant to be her own boss, and find a satisfactory boyfriend among the past guests.

However, he said that he would marry her. He said that he wanted to carry a sedan chair to welcome her into the house as the only wife, and he was even preparing for the wedding room a few years in advance.

Although she was very sure that they were all for the original owner, whether it was love or affection, whether it was serious or loyal.

Yu Yi'an is Anxi's knight, and Anxi is Yu Yi'an's princess. But everything has nothing to do with her.

His heart is full of himself, and he always puts his happiness before him.

If she takes Xiaobei and Xiaonan away before she gets married, she will be happy for a lifetime, and she will no longer be involved in the grievances and grievances in the capital.

But she wasn't looking forward to it at all.

She had imagined how good she would be to live when she had gained full control of her body many times, but at this moment she suddenly realized something very funny.

What she wants is Yu Yi'an.

"Teng" bounced up from the bed and rushed out without even taking his coat.

Maybe things can be reversed.

The door of the Seven Princes' Mansion had long been closed, and the servants were busy in a low voice amid the flickering lights, which seemed to be extremely quiet.

Mao glanced at the door on the beam of the house—Ku Fu dutifully guarded there with a black face—pursed his lips, lowered his body and took a few steps back, then took a light effort, and rushed to the backyard according to the memory of today's day, where the Qingxi Pavilion that Yu Yi'an repaired for their marriage was there.