Ye Yanyao wanted to remove the gauze on her hand, thinking that it should not be okay to have a few needle eyes. I was stopped just about to do it.

"Miss, wait!" Ye Yanyao subconsciously turned around, she was a Luo fan.

"Luo Mi, is there something wrong?"

"The prince ordered, the young lady's hand was injured and let her subordinates help wipe her back."

Ye Yanyao looked at her and nodded, so as to save herself from being embarrassed to face An Ling.

Luo Fan has always been a person who has few words, but the two of them were speechless, so Ye Yanyao found a topic to talk to Luo Fan.

The topics that the first few girls liked, clothes, jewelry, cosmetics, and Luo fans were not very interested. is mainly manifested in the fact that she doesn't express her opinion very much, mainly because Ye Yanya asks a question before she answers.

"Luo Mi, do you like underskirts? I don't seem to see you through. ”

"Hmm."

"What about the cardigan?"

"It's fine."

"You know what? A new gouache shop has opened in the western suburbs, let's go together another day? ”

"Yes."

"I'm going to buy some hairpins."

"Yes."

Ye Yanya was bored with water, why was she so cold, Ye Yanya thought to herself.

In the end, Ye Yanyao was ready to give her some ideological education. "Luo Fan, the girl is still lively and cheerful. You have to learn from An Lingju, it's good to be humorous! ”

Luo Fan rubbed Ye Yanyao's back, "Does Miss mean that the prince is a girl?" "The rare Luo fan made a joke.

Ye Yanyao laughed dryly, "It's not funny." ”

"But then again." Luo Fan spoke again, "Shizi is really attentive to Miss. ”

"My subordinates have been following Shizi for five years, and I have never seen Shizi so attentive to anyone. Men and women count, never. ”

Ye Yanyao nodded, indeed. Excluding the fact that An Ling Jue likes her, she can feel that An Ling Jue is very different from others.

Later, Ye Yanyao talked with Luo Fan for a long time and learned a lot about An Ling's decision.

Ye Yanya spent this night in a comfortable way, but it was indeed the most comfortable night. In the next few days, An Lingjue was very busy, so busy that he could only see him when he was eating. After only half an hour together, they have to leave again, sometimes they come back very late at night, and sometimes they don't come back.

And so the days passed, until the night of the eighth day.

Ye Yanyao slept in a daze, and suddenly woke up with red eyes staring at the ceiling. Jean slowly got up and walked to the door and tried to pull the door. But the door was tethered and did not open.

A strong wind blew open the window, and the gust of wind that was brought in blew Ye Yanyao's bandeau skirt. The white light gauze flutters softly, and it is very beautiful.

Ye Yanyao jumped out of the window and landed on the ground lightly. Red clothes, red eyes, and red flowers set off Ye Yanyao's bewitching face.

She closed the window outside the window, and flew in the direction of Fengxiang Mountain with a wave of her wide sleeves.

"I've seen the young master."

"I've seen the young master."

"I've seen the young master."

Ye Yanyao turned a deaf ear and came directly to his palace.

"Young master, what are you looking for? The slave will help you find it. The slaves watched Ye Yanyao rummage through the cabinets and rush forward.

"Broken face." Ye Yanyao coldly spit out these words.

"Yes." All the slaves and maidservants began to look for them.

"The little junior sister of the moon worship is back, and she is not welcome." A very thin voice came in.

Ye Yanyao frowned invisibly.

"Why can't you return to the temple of this seat?"