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Chu Ranxuan grabbed Gong Changjue's wrist and pressed her against the wall of the carriage.

In the dimly lit carriage, his breath was close.

"What are you doing there with Zuo Jin today?"

His voice was already low, and in the carriage, she seemed to hear the sound echoing in his chest.

She smiled dumbly,

"He and I are cousins, so can't we see each other?"

"Now that you have unilaterally canceled your engagement with me, then we are all people who are no longer bound by the marriage contract, and you don't have to take care of me much, because I will learn to stay away from you in the future."

Crisp white sandalwood filled her nose.

Gong Changjue said with a smile,

"Aren't you angry about this?"

Chu Ranyu's hand rested on the side of her face.

His eyes were heavy, as if he was angry,

"No Sakura"

The carriage suddenly jolted and crashed to the side, Chu Ranxuan subconsciously protected the palace chief in his arms, the man's hot breath hit the back of her neck, and his thin back pressed against his chest.

His hand rested on the wall of the carriage, and his other strong arm wrapped around her waist.

A man's masculine aura enveloped her. The coachman is busy,

"Your Highness, forgive me, someone in front of me got married and messed up the horse, and just now the fierce horse rushed over, and it accidentally tossed for a while."

Chu Ranxuan hugged her, and said with a face as usual,

"It's okay, let's keep walking."

Gong Changjue sat on his lap, and felt that the current posture was very inappropriate.

The palace chief said,

"Dingwang, you have overstepped the rules."

Chu Ranxuan picked her up and put her back in place without looking at her again.

I don't know what I'm thinking, but the atmosphere in the carriage is quite eerie.

The palace chief said,

"I want to go back to the Dark Pavilion to see my mother."

Chu Ranxuan said lightly,

"Go home."

The coachman immediately reversed course.

Gong Changjue has not spoken, nor has he talked to Chu Ranxing.

Chu Ranxing's hand was a little green, it was when he was protecting her just now that he hit the wall of the carriage and hit the blue.

Her gaze shifted downward, all the while looking at the bruises, which spread to his slender jade-white fingers.

Suddenly, she reached out and took his hand.

His hands were dry and hot.

She held it, not dodging a bite.

Chu Ranxuan looked at her and said coldly,

"What do you do?"

Gong Changjue clenched his hand and smiled lightly,

"Holding His Highness's hand."

Chu Ranxuan wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't avoid it, and Gong Changjue always held his hand firmly.

The thin palm spread five fingers in the palm of his hand, trying to hold his hand.

Ten fingers interlocked.

Chu Ranyu didn't hide anymore and let her lead.

The temperature of his palm was getting hotter.

Gong Changjue's fingertips scratched and scratched in the palm of his hand, and finally scratched him impatiently.

He's going to hide.

The palace chief held it tightly.

"Your Highness, you remember."

"At that time, the third prince was drugged to take away my innocence, and at that time, you took me away from the palace, just in the carriage, and the effect of the medicine was attacked."

Chu Ranyu knew what was behind it, and just wanted her to shut up.

Gong Changjue continued,

"I was in the carriage with you like this at that time, and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, you took me to Weichuan, jumped down, and soaked in the cold river with me in the cold winter moon."

"At that time, I thought that if there was such a person, I would follow him for the rest of my life."

Gong Changjue looked at the memories that he also knew, but his memories couldn't touch his heartstrings.