Chapter 151: It's She Who Is Too Naïve

Yin Xian stepped into the carriage first, and Luo Nanyin stood in the open space and took a deep breath, and also got into the carriage.

Forsythia was still sitting outside with the coachman, and the carriage was moving on the way back to the palace.

The white moonlight passed through the beaded curtain and evened out into the carriage.

Luo Nanyin raised her head and glanced at Yin Xian shallowly. After a while, he said: "I'm sorry, I didn't really want to hurt you with the golden hairpin today." ”

The moonlight illuminated half of his face, and he still closed his eyes, unresponsive.

This made her humble voice seem particularly clear in the carriage.

She was also a little embarrassed when she didn't get a response.

Luo Nanyin felt that he had already lowered his voice so much, why didn't he appreciate it?

What right does he have to be angry, and why does he have to put on a low profile?

They clearly don't owe each other!

Ashamed and annoyed, her brain was hot, and she said straightly: "Why are you angry, how many times have you put a knife against my neck, did I say anything?" Did I say anything when you asked me to help you block the assassination? ”

"I just wanted to win the competition and get what I wanted, and I didn't really want to hurt you."

"You can play with others casually, but you can't tolerate the slightest betrayal from others."

"Yin Xian, I just found out now that the real selfish person is you!"

With a bang, the tea cup on the desk of the carriage suddenly exploded, and the already cold tea meandered along the desk to the ground, forming a dark shadow.

Luo Nanyin couldn't see his face clearly, but listened to him: "Do you really think this is a game that has nothing to do with yourself?" ”

His voice was steady, as if the teacup just now was not shattered by his internal force.

Luo Nanyin eased his nerves, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, everything that happens here has nothing to do with me!" ”

He said, "You know who you are." ”

Luo Nanyin didn't know why he asked, but he also replied: "I am Princess Yuanyi." ”

The carriage jolted for a moment, the bead curtains in the carriage swayed, the ringing bells jingled, and the bright white moonlight broke in, just illuminating Yin Envy's dark eyes.

Yin Xian chuckled, his voice was not hurried, but it also carried an unknown chill.

He said, "Your Highness Yuan Yi, the game has just begun. ”

Luo Nanyin didn't understand what he meant, so she could only say:

"I don't care what game you're playing, it doesn't matter to me. I am Princess Yuanyi, if there is no you, my life is safe and stable, without any waves! ”

Yin Xian didn't speak, and the carriage fell silent all of a sudden.

I could only hear the clatter of horses' hooves outside the car, accompanied by the sound of broken jade from the impact of the bead curtain in the carriage, which made this cold night even more lonely.

Luo Nanyin shrank back on the soft collapse in the corner, and both of them were silent.

The carriage moved slowly, and she lifted the beaded curtain and looked out, but now she had not yet driven into the city, and there were still shadowy woods all around, and the occasional wind came, blowing the branches and leaves.

The journey back seems to be a long one.

Luo Nanyin sat on the soft collapse in a daze, and suddenly remembered the silver needle, and he didn't know when he would be able to get his hands on it.

On the other hand, looking at Yin Xian's whole body, he didn't see what treasure he chose to take away.

I really didn't get anything today.

She was thinking wildly in her mind, and suddenly she noticed that the silence around her was not like words, and it seemed that even the sound of insects had disappeared.

She sat up and listened intently.

They felt as if a strong wind was blowing around them, and the rattling of branches and leaves was getting closer and closer to their direction.

Could it be that there are assassins again?

Luo Nanyin sensed that something was wrong and immediately looked at Yin Xian.

The carriage was dim, and she couldn't make out what his expression was, but at least from the face, he didn't react.

Is she too sensitive?