The inner garden of Tenzenji Temple.

From time to time, there are fine peach petals falling down on the stone path, and people are in it, like a dream.

Ye Zhiwei lowered her head and looked at the gravel road under her feet carefully, and suddenly Xiaolian behind her whispered: "Miss......" The tone seemed to be with a hint of fear.

She looked up, and saw that Twilight had stopped at some point, turned around, and stood in the middle of the road looking at her.

"Little ...... Miss ......" Xiaolian vigilantly blocked in front of Ye Zhiwei, and she looked at the man in front of her with great distrust.

Feeling Xiaolian's vigilant gaze, a layer of ice gradually appeared on Feng Duhan's face, and the phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, and the coldness in his eyes was like a sharp sword blade sweeping through Xiaolian's neck.

Ye Zhiwei sighed secretly in her heart, I am afraid that few people can withstand this killing aura that has been trained in the Ten Thousand Horse Army, not to mention that Xiaolian is just an ordinary little girl.

However, for the sake of her own young lady's reputation, Xiaolian supported herself, even though her legs were trembling, she did not move a single bit.

Ye Zhiwei stretched out her hand and gently pulled Xiaolian behind her, glaring at him half annoyed.

Although it was through the tulle, her eyes made him stand on the spot for an instant, and in the depths of his mind, there seemed to be a thread that pulled his nerves fiercely, and the pain on both sides of his forehead jumped.

Ye Zhiwei frowned slightly when she saw him, "The prince of the world has a head disease again?" ”

"It's okay......" he said word by word, and there was no sign of any discomfort on his face, only he knew that the more he tried to get close to her, the worse his head attack became.

It's as if God is against him.

But even so, he couldn't help but want to get closer to her, and didn't want to stop himself.

Ye Zhiwei saw him walking towards her step by step, her steps were extremely heavy and firm.

Finally, he stood still in front of her, his breathing was struggling, his heartbeat seemed to deafen his ears, and he looked at her steadily, letting the depths of his mind seem to be pierced by a sharp knife, and cold sweat rolled down his sideburns......

He looked at him, his thin lips hooked, and he raised a beautiful arc slightly.

No matter how embarrassed he was, he would never show it in front of her, because he only wanted to see her smile, and he hadn't seen her for nine years, but she was just as he remembered, and she didn't even look good at all.

Ye Zhiwei sighed silently, "Why are you so troubled." ”

Xiaolian behind her was puzzled, and she watched in a daze as her young lady raised her sleeves to wipe the beads of sweat on the man's sideburns.

She didn't remember which man the young lady had dealt with before, and she hadn't seen her have ever been interested in any of her sons' nine years at her aunt's house.

But the scene in front of her made her inexplicably feel as if they should have been together.

Twilight stood motionless, listening to her wipe the cold sweat from his face for him, watching her stand on tiptoe, hard and focused, he almost tried all his strength to suppress the urge to forcibly hold her into his arms.

Ye Zhiwei put down her sleeves and took a step back, looking at him standing there, her face pale.

"Shizi, please go back, I know the way back." In the blink of an eye, she regained her original unfamiliar appearance and walked around him with Xiaolian.

If she can only be the source of his pain, then she is willing to endure loneliness, become his shadow, and silently guard him.

She had just taken a few steps with Xiaolian when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind her, and before she could turn around, her body was already being hugged from behind.

The familiar embrace was scorching like a fire, making her tremble, and Xiaolian was so shocked that her face was pale, but when she reacted, she immediately turned around and went to help them look at the wind.

Ye Zhiwei smiled bitterly in her heart, she didn't expect this girl to be so much like her own miss, knowing that she was not defeated by the prince of Nanwang, she actually helped Wangfeng.

She was not as tall as Feng Duhan, but now she was only thirteen, and her head had just reached the position of his chest, and now she was hugged by him from behind, and her whole person seemed to be embedded in his arms, unable to move.

"Twilight Cold!" She scrambled and her tone was tinged with annoyance.

"You want to pretend nothing happened?" He whispered in her ear, speaking extremely slowly because of the sharp pain in his head, but biting every word clearly.

"Let it go." Ye Zhiwei sighed lightly, "If it is seen by others, I am afraid that my eldest aunt will be happy and will not be able to sleep well for a few days and nights." ”

As soon as these words came out, she felt that the big hands around her behind her tightened, but they tied her more tightly, "I'm afraid, it's a big deal for this son to marry you." ”

Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but smile, no matter in his past or present life, he was always the unruly son of the Southern King.

But now that she has an appointment with the King of England, it is not easy for him to marry her.

"You don't believe me?" As if sensing her hesitation, Twilight reached out and grabbed her soft along the sleeve of her coat.

"It's not that you don't believe it, but if you get close, your head disease will attack, is it possible that you want to ask for trouble?" Ye Zhiwei broke free from his arms, but he grabbed her hand tightly.

"You've been guarding me for nine years, do you just want to stand there from afar and watch me for the rest of your life?"

"Because my heart is with you." The girl in front of her raised her head and looked at him seriously, "Even if you lose your life, it doesn't matter." ”

Out of nowhere, a light breeze blew up the tulle on her gauze hat, and the peach petals were picked up by the wind and fluttered on her cheeks.

He saw his own reflection in her eyes, and it was clear.

for my heart is with you......

Nine years ago, when she was still a young child, she told him that she was the other half she had lost......

In nine years, she hasn't changed.

She made him feel distressed.

She didn't want anything but to protect herself? Why does the depths of her gaze always seem to hide a sadness that cannot be dissolved?

He felt that he must have forgotten something.

Ye Zhiwei returned to the wing room to find the eldest lady, and told her about twisting Yaoqin to her feet, and the eldest lady immediately sent several strong mothers-in-law to carry Yaoqin back with soft chariots.

There are ladies and ladies from various provinces gathered in the wing, after worshipping the Buddha on incense, they chatted about their daily routines when they saw His Royal Highness the King accompanying Yaoqin, many people's eyes almost fell out.

Who didn't know that the King of England and the third lady of the Zhenguo Mansion had an appointment to pee, but now they saw with their own eyes that His Royal Highness the King of England actually accompanied the eldest lady of the Zhenguo Mansion, Ye Yaoqin, to appear here, and suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Zhiwei.

On one side is her fiancé, on the other side is her cousin, and on both sides are her closest people, and these people have some schadenfreude in their hearts, and they all want to see how the third lady should deal with it.

Ye Zhiwei naturally did not disappoint them, and took out her housekeeping skills in a timely manner, her autumn-like eyes drooped slightly, and her eyebrows had a faint melancholy, just standing there without saying a word, she already gave people a feeling of weakness and helplessness.

The eldest lady saw everything in her eyes, hid the smug smile on her face, and said to her seriously: "You are too careless, why did you go to see His Royal Highness the King of England and push your cousin down?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the ladies and ladies of all the provinces unanimously pricked up their ears and opened their eyes wide.

What's going on? This third lady actually went to have a private meeting with the British king? Even if the king is her fiancé, how can everyone do such an immoral thing?