He knew that she would not go to his Burning Hall again tonight.

"Hmm."

Ye Luo replied lightly, didn't look back, and entered the house.

Si Yutian knew that this was a cold war.

For a while, she couldn't forgive him. The only thing he could do was wait, for her to dissipate.

Bai Xiaomeng bowed ninety degrees to Si Yutian with a guilty face, and said sorry three times in a row. She didn't enter the dormitory with Ye Luo, although Bai Xiaomeng was weak, she was a lovely girl, she knew that Luoluo needed an independent space at the moment, and stayed quietly alone: "Teacher Si, I'll go to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to explain clearly."

If she causes trouble, she naturally has to bear the consequences.

Even if she is rejected by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince because of this, even if she can no longer see that beautiful man up close, and can no longer become his ally, she must tell the truth.

"Whatever you want."

Whether it is Mo Jue or Purse, Si Yutian is already indifferent, he only cares about Xiao Luo, and only cares about when she can forgive him.

***

Mo Jue is the respect of the prince, and he is the second grade of the outer academy, so the residence is independent.

Bai Xiaomeng naturally knew where Mo Jue lived, next door to his devil brother.

Normally, she would never dare to go to that place. But today is different, it is the Longtan Tiger's Den, and she is going to break in.

Bai Xiaomeng knocked on Mo Jue's door.

Soon, the trick came out. He looked full of spring breeze, with a smile on his face, and a very happy look: "White girl, it's you." But is there anything important? Or did Miss Ye let you pass the word again? ”

Mo Jue's heart was surging.

Thousands of thoughts crossed his mind, and his brain made up various scenes, for example, Ye Luo and Si Yutian quarreled and broke up, for example, Miss Ye realized that she was her true son, for example, let Bai Xiaomeng, the little matchmaker, pass on the friendship.

All sorts of wonderful thoughts of pink bubbles almost drowned him.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness the Prince, I think you misunderstood something. The pomegranate flower's purse was not embroidered by Luoluo, it was embroidered by me. Luoluo doesn't know how to embroider at all, and she has never touched a needle and thread since she was a child. ”

Bai Xiaomeng's words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and they slammed heavily on Mo Jue's head.

Disillusioned.

Mo Jue's whole person was stunned, the smile on his face disappeared, and his sky-like blue eyes were no longer clear and cloudy.

"You talk nonsense! White girl, how can you lie? The pomegranate flower purse was obviously embroidered by Miss Ye for me, and I recognize the embroidery pattern, which is definitely from Luoluo's handwriting! ”

Bai Xiaomeng bit her lip, she was so embarrassed that she couldn't breathe in pain in her heart, and said in an extremely depressed and guilty voice: "Yes, that embroidery pattern was drawn by Luoluo, and I begged her to help me draw it." I told Luoluo that I wanted to embroider a purse for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to express my gratitude. She just drew the pictures, and I did the embroidery myself. ”

"Nope! I don't believe it! Don't say any more! ”

Mo Jue's face was filled with deep pain, and the muscles in his face were about to spasm.

He was only beautiful for a few days, and he was hit by this blow, and the huge psychological gap made it difficult for him to accept.

An hour ago, he also relied on this purse to hit his rival Si Yutian hard. He thought he had finally won once, but he didn't want to lose completely, he was a joke!