Ling Yue turned his back to him, brushed his hair, and said lightly, "It's already been made clear, there's no need to talk about it anymore."

"No, it shouldn't be like that." Ah Yun's hands trembled, and her voice trembled, "It's me who is wrong."

"There is no need to mention right and wrong, for all the things of the past do not owe each other; All the things that come after are irrelevant."

Each has nothing to do with it

Ah Yun's heart was sour, and he looked at her in a daze, her back.

Just before the queen arrived, she was willing to let him kiss her.

But now, because of his sensitivity and suspicion, she didn't want to see him, and she didn't want him to see her.

Han Ming was surprised, he heard his grandfather say that Ah Yun blocked a knife for his sister, why did the two seem to have broken off at this time.

Seeing that Ah Yun was really sad, he couldn't bear it, so he persuaded: "Yue'er, don't be a fool, no matter how you say that Ah Yun saved you."

"I saved him just now, and I paid him back."

Han Ming shook her arm lightly, lowered his head and smiled, "It's like a child. You are so good, how can you just say that you will disperse?"

The little girl said angrily, "No, it's all fake, it's just hypocrisy."

Han Ming laughed again, and when he heard it, he was angry.

Ah Yun blamed himself and slowly saluted Han Ming: "Shizi, it's all my fault, can you help me persuade the eldest lady, I am willing to suffer any punishment."

Before Han Ming could speak, he saw a delicate girl in a red dress limping over with the support of the maid.

Slender Jade pointed and swept around a few people, and raised her eyebrows: "Who kicked Miss Ben's driver and injured Miss Ben, stand up!"

Hearing this arrogant and domineering voice, Han Ming was displeased.

He hadn't found the perpetrator yet, she had found fault first.

Turning around, he said, "This girl, you let the horses go on a rampage and almost hurt people. If it weren't for my guards subduing the horses, someone would have been wounded. Not only do you not reflect on yourself, but you are vexatious, what is the reason?"

"The truth is that none of them were hurt, and it was Miss Ben who was hurt." She pointed to her forehead, which was red and swollen, "What do you say you should do if you hit it in the carriage?"

"The blame is self-inflicted, and nothing is wrong with others." Han Ming threw down eight words, pulled Ling Yue and left.

The girl in red chased after her and said angrily, "Hey, who are you so arrogant? Stop Miss Ben!"

Ning Yao stopped her and said coldly, "If you are rude to the prince again, I will not be polite!"

The Son? Why is it a son again?

Is the world so widespread these days?

"Whose lineage?"

"The prince of Da Zheng Nan."

The girl in red was startled and hurriedly walked around to Han Ming. Take a closer look, and sure enough, yes!

Why didn't you recognize it just now? I guess I was carried away by anger!

I didn't care about the injury, but instead I was shy.

"Shizi, I am He Caiwei, the daughter of the Ministry of Works. We've seen it at the Queen's birthday party, do you have any impression?"

"Nope. I hope that Miss He can learn from it in the future and stop galloping. That's it, gone."

instructed Ning Yao to help Ah Yun and leave without looking back.

He Caiwei was so angry that she stomped her feet, and actually ignored her so much!

She's not happy, and others don't want to be happy!

shouted at their backs, "Shizi, Ling Yue already has the second son of Xue, why do you want to pay wrong?"

"Huh?" Han Ming turned his head and looked at her in surprise, and then understood, "Don't bother, it's my business."

He Caiwei bit her lip and said to Ling Yue unwillingly, "Ling Yue, you are hanging Xue Ergongzi and entangled with the world, you don't want to marry two people, right?"

Ling Yue was already bored, but when she heard this, she suddenly couldn't control her temper, and her sleeves rolled up directly.

Han Ming put them down again: "Am I an ornament?"

Just before she could speak, Qian Yingying rushed over, pointed at He Caiwei's forehead and scolded, "You have too much yellow soup? How do you bite someone when you catch it?

If you speak sourly, you don't think about the son of the world, do you?"

He Caiwei blushed and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I?"

"How so? You can't hide it from me! There are many good family women in the whole capital who love the prince, when will it be your turn to be so narrow-minded? No shame!"

He Caiwei's face was flushed by what she said, and she raised her hand to hit her.

Qian Yingying put the wine she was holding on the ground, rolled up her sleeves, and was stopped by Ning Yao.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed He Caiwei's wrist and shook it hard, she stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately she was supported by the maid.

Qian Yingying was very happy, and praised Ning Yao is meal, and gave him the bottle of wine as a token of gratitude.

Ning Yao held the wine and said with a smile: "The few times I have met you, either it is a town or a thug, I am used to it."

Qian Yingying patted him on the shoulder for affirmation, and said to He Caiwei, "Don't be hateful, these clothes are dirty, hurry up and go home to wash and sleep!"

Seeing that she was really embarrassed, He Caiwei glared at her, snorted, turned around and ran.

When Ling Lie saw his son send his daughter back, he was extremely satisfied. But Ning Yao was present, and he could only call him "Shizi".

Smelling the smell of alcohol on her daughter's body, her face was angry: "Why do you drink?"

Ling Yue listened to the stern voice, her heart trembled, and she looked at Han Ming as if asking for help.

He straightened the dumb hair on the top of her head and said with a smile, "Ling Xiang, I proposed to have a drink, so she will accompany me."

Ling Lie glanced at him and lied in front of Lao Tzu!

He proposed to have a drink, why didn't he smell of alcohol on him?

"Just protect her!"

Seeing that Ah Yun was also there, he was surprised: "Ah Yun, why are you still outside after being so seriously injured? Go back and rest!"

"Yes, sir."

The lamp was lit in the room, but Ah Yun's heart was dark.

Ling Yue didn't come to change the medicine for him, but sent a doctor.

She didn't bring him food either, but sent Qingyin.

He didn't change his dressing, he didn't eat, and he lay on the table until dawn.

Early the next morning, Qingyin told Ling Yue about the situation after delivering the meal, and she let out a faint "oh" and continued to lie on the bamboo chair in the courtyard.

A book covers the face, and a stone weighs on the heart.

"Let the doctor come over again."

The doctor soon came out, frowning: "Miss, he doesn't need me, he said he can come by himself."

"Got it."

"Wait a minute." She took the book down, "Has he eaten?"

"No, it's still on the table."

The book was covered with his face again, and he continued to lie down.

In the evening, the doctor returned in vain, and she could not sit still.

Feiyun Pavilion only lit a candle, saying that it was not bright or not, and that it was not particularly dark.

I can see it, but I can't see it.

Ling Yue stood in front of the door, looking at the young man who was sitting in a daze.

He also looked at her, his lips moved, and he didn't say anything.

His eyes were as dark as the room.

She walked in slowly, lit a few more candles, and the room brightened up instantly.

Without saying a word, she took him by the arm and helped him sit on the couch.

He took the powder and the cloth and put it aside, and reached for his clothes.

He stared at her in a daze, at her mercy.

It's still a familiar fragrance, but the familiar face is no longer a smile with crooked eyebrows and eyes, but indifferent and alienated.

She calmly changed his medicine, bandaged it, and took another coat for him to wear.

When it was over, she brought the food on the table and fed him as before.

The boy's nose was sore, he couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell.

Her hand paused, but she took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him.

"Miss, I really know it's wrong, can you say something to me?"

She didn't speak, as if she hadn't heard, and put a piece of food to his lips.

He didn't eat, just stared at her intently.

"Eat." She spat out two words.

"Well, I'll eat."

She was still expressionless, but she was willing to speak.

The boy gulped down and ate so fast that he couldn't help coughing violently. This cough caused a severe pain in the back wound.

She frowned slightly, "Slow down."