"I don't know what is the so-called thing about Wen Shilang's personal visit?"

In Jin Yue's courtyard, the smooth stone table glowed with the brilliance of the cold moon, and Lin Yue and Wen Qi sat opposite each other, each holding a teacup. The fine Biluochun has a fragrant aroma and is the best that only the royal family can drink.

"Actually, I just want to make amends to the third princess for the previous matter, I heard that your injuries have been healed, and the next official dared to visit." Wen Qi apologized and said that since Murong Xue Kite was still in confinement, he came alone. "Her Royal Highness the princess has caused you a lot of trouble, and even ...... your face"

He was not present at the time, and it was only later that he learned from the mouth of others that Murong Xue Kite not only broke Lin Yue's identity in public, but also drew a bloody wound on that flawless face.

"I heard that the third imperial concubine didn't see a guest before, so I dragged it to come today, and I hope it won't disturb you." Wen Qi had an apologetic smile on his face, but his face was not outstanding, but he had extremely good-looking eyes.

Almost subconsciously staggered her gaze, Lin Yue only responded politely: "Wen Shilang, you are polite." The scene fell silent again.

There had been previous things, Lin Yue couldn't be said to be the slightest interested in these people in Fengying Kingdom, if it weren't for the emperor and the others, he would be driven away at the first moment he saw Wen Qi.

Bi Xin stood on the side, silent and didn't know what to say.

The autumn breeze is blowing slowly, and it is not yet sunset, but it is already a little cold. Lin Yue was already weak, and coupled with the slightest coldness from the stone bench, she immediately shivered.

This scene was keenly captured by Wen Qi, only to hear the sound of "swish", Wen Qi took off the white crescent robe on his body, and Lin Yue only felt a cold and lonely fragrance fall on his shoulder.

"What are you doing!" Suddenly there was an angry shout from the door.

Pushing away Wen Qi who came to the front at some point, Lin Yue's good-looking brows almost wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

There was still some warmth on the robe, and even though it was only gently pressed on her, it could also block a lot of cold wind. It's just ...... "What is Wen Shilang doing?!" ”

Tearing off the clothes on her shoulders, Lin Yue said coldly.

Xing Yuan walked into the courtyard from outside the courtyard with a gloomy face, and the hen generally blocked Lin Yue behind him to protect the chickens, which made everyone present stunned.

Lin Yue wanted to speak, but was interrupted by him: "Although I don't know everything, what Wen Shilang did just now is a little unruly, right?" Men and women can't stand it, dare to ask Wen Shilang have you ever heard it?! ”

Wen Qi was stunned, and a touch of guilt flashed on his face, "I'm really sorry, just now the lower official saw that the third imperial concubine seemed to be a little cold, so he subconsciously reacted like this." If you are offended, I hope the third princess will forgive me?! ”

He hunched over, his expression a little frightened.

Now Lin Yue also didn't know what to do, open her mouth to forgive, and felt a little unwilling anger in her heart, if she didn't forgive, she seemed to feel guilty again.

He just opened his mouth and wanted to speak, only to hear Xing Yuan say again: "Forgive me? Could it be that such a faux pas can be solved with just an apology? Do you know that such a move can even ruin a woman's innocence in Shunguo! ”

His rebuke fell heavily in the courtyard like a musical note, Lin Yue had been with him for so long, and he was used to seeing that hippie smiling face, it was the first time he had seen Xing Yuan so vicious.

The coldness in those eyes could almost freeze people, and Wen Qi met his gaze, and the corners of his lips curved a shallow arc almost instantly. "I'm sorry, Xia Guan didn't know about this earlier......"

Just said to Lin Yue, Wen Qi's eyes didn't even stop at Xing Yuan next to him.

"You." Xing Yuan seemed to say something, but in the end he chose to be silent.

In addition, the palace is also experiencing a cloud and rain. Dream Island Library

Before Murong Xueyuan made a dresser, the beauty in the mirror had pink eyebrows, even if she didn't smile, her rosy lips seemed to be slightly curved, and the corners of her mouth were a little charming.

The faint western sunlight could only be seen through the sandpaper window lattice, but the entire hall was extremely dim, except for the bronze mirror, which had a little cold light.

"Bian Yun, get out." Murong Xue's soft voice sounded, but it was a little colder than before.

Bian Yun nodded obediently, and when he got up from the ground, the bruise on his lotus arm was shocking. She just grinned, not daring to rub it at all, and the wooden door was snapped shut from the outside.

The last sound was missing, and in the huge dormitory, a still needle could be heard falling on the ground.

Murong Xue Kite raised her hand to touch her cheek, only to see that the woman in the bronze mirror also raised her hand to make corresponding movements. A beautiful mole in the corner of the eye reveals infinite style, but the next moment ......

The sound of tearing and pulling sounded in the house, and the screams of being suppressed could be faintly heard.

Bian Yun almost subconsciously trembled, although she hated Murong Xue Kite from the bottom of her heart, she had to admit that this woman was really scary.

I don't know how long the movement in the room lasted, Murong Xue Kite gasped and collapsed to the ground, and something resembling a human face appeared out of thin air on her right hand.

Estimating that it was almost time, Bian Yun knocked on the door, "Her Royal Highness the Princess?" ”

"Come in." Murong Xue Kite got up from the ground and went straight to the bronze mirror, and a face with red marks was reflected in the eyes of Bian Yun, who had just entered the room.

She was no stranger to that face, and she thought that when she first met Murong Xuekite, she was the same.

It's just that it's more embarrassing than it is now, and ...... Get out of hand.

Two years ago – in a bustling city, bustling crowds crowded into narrow streets, and hawkers shouted endlessly. Bian Yun frowned almost subconsciously, he didn't like such a hustle and bustle.

"Your Highness."

Quickly catching up with the man in front of him, Bian Yun's tone revealed the delicacy that obviously belonged to the woman's family. Both of them are wearing low-key dark clothes, but they can still guess from the momentum around them that their identities are expensive.

They were coming to this city for the first time, but what was there to see about a city of a thousand people?

Bian Yun didn't understand, but he knew that men often had this habit, and every year he would find a free time, abandon all the government, fade away from a golden dress, and find an ordinary and backward place to stay for three full days.

As they walked, the vendors around them saw them approaching, and from time to time they would hand over a standard sales pitch.

"Girl, take a look at this hairpin."

"No need." Interrupting the hawker's words, Bian Yun impatiently quickened her pace, and no matter how the hawker called behind her, she could no longer hear it.

"Your Highness, the inn has been found."

"Shhhhh The man's phoenix eyes were slightly hooked, and he glanced at Bian Yun obliquely, but he saw her blush and heartbeat.

A straight nose, a perfect chin, and a tall figure that is not too strong. The long inky hair is simply tied behind him with a long ribbon, but it is stunningly beautiful.