Yu Kexin waved her hand to signal the maid to avoid, and Bai Yang watched Yu Kexin's every move from a distance.

"Alas~" Yu Kexin didn't want to say these words, but it can be seen that she can't bear it like this: "You and the prince have no results, if he ...... If he really had a heart, you would have already had a reputation if you stayed in King Xian's Mansion for so long. ”

"I don't allow you to talk nonsense, I don't listen." Wei Ziyu covered her ears in a panic, if she didn't like it, why would she be so gentle with her? If it weren't for liking, why would you care so much about her? She doesn't want to know the person she loves from others, and unless he tells her the truth himself, she will never shake her feelings because of anyone's words.

"Ziyu." Wei Kexin looked at her like this, and sighed that fate made people, Wei Ziyu loved the prince deeply, but he didn't get a response. And Bo Qian knows everything about Ziyu's thoughts, but she doesn't know it. And she, Wei Kexin, couldn't forget Zhongli Boqian, but in the end she became his brother's concubine.

"Don't say it, I'll go to Sima Mansion with you, don't say it." Wei Ziyu avoided Wei Kexin in a panic: "I'll go to Sima Mansion with you." ”

"The prince has arrived."

Wei Kexin was originally very pleased, and when she heard someone shouting like this, she immediately turned her face away and sat up straight, Zhongli Bojun saw Wei Ziyu standing not far away with his ears covered, with some tears on his face. Three or two steps forward, glaring at Wei Kexin angrily: "Didn't I warn you a long time ago not to bully her?" I think that now that I have the support of the general of Zhenguo, this king can't do anything to you, right? ”

"Heh......" Wei Kexin sneered coldly: "Hypocrisy." ”

She is different from Wei Ziyu, Wei Ziyu thinks that Zhongli Bojun is a treasure, but in her eyes, Zhongli Bojun is nothing. She didn't want to stay longer, so she called her maid and walked towards Hongyunxuan.

Zhongli Bojun looked at Wei Kexin's attitude towards him, knowing that helping Wei Ziyu would alienate Yu Kexin, he still couldn't help but do it.

"Woo~" Seeing Zhongli Bojun's Wei Ziyu crying loudly, she really wanted to question why Zhongli Bojun didn't give her the title, and she really wanted to ask why he was so good to her? But she couldn't open her mouth, if it wasn't the answer she wanted, she would rather avoid it, and live in a daze.

"Okay, stop crying." Zhongli Bojun took her into his arms and patted her on the back gently: "I heard that you ...... last night"

As soon as Wei Ziyu heard this, the fire in his heart rose instantly, he broke free from Zhongli Bojun's embrace, and wiped his tears indiscriminately: "I fell asleep in the gazebo last night, and I almost contracted the wind chill this morning, and now I feel a little uncomfortable, please go back, Ziyu wants to rest." ”

"Then ......" Zhongli Bojun was stunned, and before he could ask, she told her: "Then Ziyu will rest first, and Bojun won't bother." ”

"Congratulations to the prince." Wei Ziyu was slightly blessed, and before Zhongli Bojun left the courtyard, Wei Ziyu ran into his room and cried under the quilt.

Bai Yang leaned against his door and sighed softly: "Why is this? ”

The young master's mind is obviously very transparent, but she wants to force herself to be a fool.

The next day, the news of the marriage of the fourth princess spread all over the streets and alleys of the city, and people came to watch the procession to welcome their relatives. Sima Wanqin specially invited Wei Ziyu as a friend.

In the Xianwang Mansion, Bai Yang stood beside the couch of Wei Ziyu, who was sleeping with his head covered, and helplessly held the wooden basin: "Miss, Miss, get up and dress up, aren't you going to accompany Xin Meiren to Sima Mansion today?" ”

Wei Ziyu, who was huddled in a ball, did not respond.

"Miss, you sleep like someone."

Like someone? Like whom? Like who's the business with her? At this moment, she must not lift the futon, and she must not let Bai Yang see her like this, she cried so much last night that her two eyes were swollen from crying, how could she go out to meet people today?

There was a commotion outside the courtyard, and Wei Kexin, who had already dressed up, pushed open the door and walked in. Bai Yang saw her and blessed his body slightly.

"Isn't Miss up yet?"

Bai Yang glanced helplessly at the futon on the couch, he didn't have long eyes and couldn't see? Still asked?

"Ziyu is up!" Yu Kexin lifted Wei Ziyu's futon: "Ah~"

"How? Is it good-looking? Wei Ziyu grinned awkwardly: "Let you still lift other people's bedding." ”

"Don't look at indecency, don't look at indecency." Yu Kexin was so frightened that she stood up and blindfolded, how did Wei Ziyu's eyes swell like this, she couldn't let others look at her.

"Bai Yang, go get some cold water and compress Ziyu's eyes."

"Hmph." Yu Ziyu turned over and sat up.

"What did you do to make your eyes like this?" Wei Kexin looked at her with some distress, thinking of last night's events, she probably understood a thing or two: "After crying, don't think about those messy things anymore, take out the vitality that you quarreled with me before, I like you like that the most." ”

"You're an understanding person." Yu Ziyu pursed his lips.

"Isn't that?"

"Here comes the cold water." Bai Yang entered the house with cold water, Wei Kexin rolled up her sleeves, personally reached into the wooden basin and picked up the hand towel, wrung it out and gently covered it on Wei Ziyu's eyes.

"This ......" Wei Ziyu looked at Wei Kexin, who was skillfully doing this series of actions, incredulously.

"Don't worry, you can turn back into Meimei Ziyu again later."

Bai Yang held the wooden basin and looked at the two people in astonishment, strange and strange.

……

Within the high walls of the palace, on the Joan of Arc Hall, Zhong Lixue was dressing up in the mirror.

Zhong Liyi walked up to the hall in a black robe, put the jewelry box he had carefully prepared between his waist and arms, and he was used to holding a helmet on the battlefield, and he couldn't change it for a while. Today is the day of the royal sister's wedding, and the whole marriage is personally handled by the master of the horse, with such a husband, the royal sister will be secretly happy!

"Sister Huang, what wedding gift did Yi'er prepare for you?" Zhong Liyi put the jewelry box in front of Zhong Lixue's dressing mirror with great interest: "Yi'er wishes the imperial sister an early birth of a noble son, okay, this place is not suitable for a long time, Yi'er will leave first." ”

"Yi'er." Zhong Lixue, dressed in red, sat in front of the dressing mirror, with red lips and white teeth: "I don't want to marry that Sima Zhan, but ......"

"Sister Huang." Zhong Liyi stood in place with his back to Zhong Lixue: "This matter is already an arrow on the string, it has to be sent, don't say such words again in the future, Yi'er will not hear anything today." ”

Zhong Liyi stepped out of the Joan of Arc Palace, saw the queen mother who was not interested, shook his head and went outside the palace, and there was the sound of things breaking and Zhong Lixue's whimpering sound in the hall.

"If this princess is not happy, no one should think about happiness."

……

Wei Ziyu's eyes finally got better after Yu Kexin's cold compress. Heiyue is not there, Bai Yang is really not good at dressing up, and the clothes and jewelry he chose for Wei Ziyu several times don't match much.

is also a girl, Wei Ziyu dislikes such a white yang very much, no wonder she usually just simply ties her hair and is white. Since Jun Yanyu gave her a blue suit, she occasionally changed her color.

Yu Kexin couldn't stand it, so she personally started to pull the bun for Wei Ziyu and choose a hosta.