"Remember that your piano skills are good, prepare well, this king will take you to a banquet tonight."

"Lord Wang, the status of a slave is not suitable for those occasions." Wei Youlan knew that those so-called banquets were just a way for them, the princes, nobles, and wealthy sons to use for entertainment. And through the understanding of more than a year before, Song Yu didn't like to attend such boring occasions, but which tendon he made the wrong one today, not only did he go, but he also had to take himself with him.

"It's an order." Song Yu's voice raised slightly. He still likes to dictate to others.

"Yes, slave and maid obey." Such a dispute was unnecessary in Wei Youlan's opinion. Because she has no right to refuse at all, she can only agree respectfully.

"Do you have the right clothes...... Song Yu's inquiring voice hesitated.

Wei Youlan only smiled bitterly in her heart, is this considerate? That's right, it's his domineering thoughtfulness.

"Lord Wang, please rest assured, the slave will find the right clothes." Wei Youlan's voice was soft, and she tried not to let her voice sound like any emotion.

In the end, Song Yu still called a group of maids to give Wei Youlan a good grooming and dressing up.

Dressed in a moon-white palace costume, with high cloud temples, the already beautiful person can imagine what the effect will be after dressing up.

Incomparable, Song Yu compared Su Duyan with her. Both women are beautiful. But Su Wanyan's beauty is as innocent and cute as a girl, but Wei Youlan is a woman, her gestures, smiles, and charm are not comparable to that of an ordinary woman. In front of Su Weiyan, Song Yu felt that he was a protector, and he wanted to protect him and give her happiness. But in front of Wei Youlan, Song Yu felt that he was a man, he wanted to own, he wanted to monopolize this beauty, what he wanted was to occupy and not just protect.

Tonight's Wei Youlan is really beautiful and dazzling, her slightly raised chin, and her eyes seem to have changed into a different person. Much like ...... Song Yu subconsciously shook his head, he shouldn't always think of that woman, why was he with Wei Youlan always reminded him of the stubborn woman unconsciously. Although the appearance is similar, the temperament is ......

When the cup is pushed and the lamp is changed, what men and men say is nothing more than inconsequential officialdom. Just when Wei Youlan was feeling extremely bored and about to fall asleep, she saw him, although it was dim on all sides, although it was only a glance out of the corner of her eye. She still saw Ling Xiaohan walking into the venue from the outside.

How did he end up here? It can be seen that he is very low-key tonight, and no one knows that he is the young and promising emperor of the Blue Flame Country.

At that moment, Wei Youlan wanted to escape, and the blood in her body was already cold from her head to her feet.

I thought that the last time their relationship was a complete break, however, it seems that things are not as simple as I imagined, since Ling Xiaohan appeared in front of him, no matter what his purpose is tonight, it seems that he will not let go of the matter of helping her take revenge for the time being.

Wei Youlan's hand subconsciously looked for Song Yu's palm: "Lord Wang......" She tried not to let her voice tremble.

"What's wrong?" Song Yu's hand was held by Wei Youlan, and he turned his head, only to see a pale pleading.

"Lan'er......" Song Yu held her backhand, her eyes were actually panicked, and other book friends were reading:.

"Slave maid......" Wei Youlan suddenly realized that she had lost her temper, but she didn't know how to explain it for a while.

"Uncomfortable?" Song Yu moved closer to her. Her hands were cold and shivering.

Wei Youlan couldn't say half a word. She felt like a ghost suddenly exposed to the sun. He could only watch his every move completely exposed in front of Ling Xiaohan.

"Lan'er ......"

"Master, can you take the slave and maid outside for a walk and breathe? The slave was a little dizzy. Wei Youlan finally came back to her senses, and her first reaction was to turn around, he said not to see her again, then she had to keep the agreement.

Song Yu helped Wei Youlan to the outside of the garden, "There is a stone bench in front, do you want to go over and rest for a while?" Song Yu asked thoughtfully.

"Master, it doesn't matter, the slave just needs to breathe outside. You'd better go in first. Holding the stone table in front of her with both hands, Wei Youlan finally found a place to lean on.

"I'm going to pour you a cup of hot tea." Song Yu's hand gently stroked Wei Youlan's pale cheeks and wiped the sweat from her forehead. I don't know why, this woman always worries herself.

Seeing Song Yu turn around and walk into the garden, Wei Youlan breathed a sigh of relief. In a daze, she looked at Song Yu's back and was distracted. Although two months have passed, her heart is still struggling, she really doesn't want to tempt Song Yu, she doesn't want to send him to the abyss of endless pain with her own hands. The only thing she can do now is to pray that Song Yu will not hate her after knowing the truth, but how can he not hate her?

After a while, Song Yu came back with two cups of hot tea in his hand.

"Come, drink some hot tea!" Song Yu handed one of the cups to Wei Youlan.

"Are you better?" Song Yu sat on the stone bench beside her.

"Thank you, the slave is much better." Wei Youlan turned around and faced a small garden in front of her.

The garden under the moonlight has a leisurely and cozy taste. This garden is not big, but there are a lot of flowers planted in it, but unfortunately it is the middle of winter, and even the most delicate flowers have withered. In the middle of the garden, a path can be paved with stones for two people, but it is separated by a wall, but there is such a big contrast between the inside and outside of the garden. Inside the garden is the world of dignitaries and dignitaries, full of interests and intrigue, and outside the garden is the world of flowers and trees, quiet and fresh. Wei Youlan thought that she should be a superfluous individual here.

"What are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Wei Youlan tried to restrain her emotions, she didn't want Song Yu to know more about her joys, sorrows, and sorrows. It's only going to get the two of them deeper and deeper. I can't deny that I always think of him at night, his languid smile, his deep eyes, and the way he looks at her when he hugs her. She missed him, but she couldn't think of him, she couldn't even face him.

"Don't go." Song Yu's voice was very low, and he groaned in anguish. He was still thinking about a reason to keep her.

"Master, don't talk about this now, okay?" Wei Youlan brought the teacup to her lips, and the slightly bitter taste made the bitterness in her heart deeper. Her mind was in turmoil, and she didn't have the strength to pretend to calculate. She was still too emotional, which was a big taboo for her revenge, but whenever she saw his affectionate eyes, her heart could no longer calm down.

"Lan'er......" Song Yu sighed softly.

Wei Youlan turned around, she wanted to leave, her heart was very confused, she couldn't figure out how to explain the turmoil in her heart.

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