Chapter 30: The Thousand Autumn Festival 2
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knew that he couldn't see it, but Yitong's heart still trembled.
Immediately, he took a steady step and followed Ruan Zhong towards the other palace gate.
Yitong has long been accustomed to his disregard for people, and besides, there was nothing involved between them.
"What are you still standing there for?"
I don't know when, Mu Yanqin has stopped not far away, and a pair of cold eyes lock on her.
Zhuo Lian's inquiring eyes looked back and forth between the two, and when Yitong approached, she hurriedly walked over affectionately and grabbed her arm, "The princess entered the palace for the first time, and there are many rules here, so it's better to follow the prince and sister." The implication is that she has been to this palace several times.
Yitong's face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously pushed her away, his voice a little stiff, "I know." ”
Zhuo Lian was pushed and stumbled and almost fell, but fortunately she was helped by Mu Yanqin.
Hitomi clenched her teeth, feeling a sticky wetness in her arm, and knew in her heart that the wound had begun to seep blood. Fortunately, she asked Zixuan to wrap some more white yarn.
Zhuo Lian raised her head at a loss, with a pair of big watery eyes, and looked at Mu Yanqin aggrievedly, "Lord Wang, Lian'er doesn't mean anything else, she just wants to be closer to the princess......
Mu Yanqin stroked her back as if understanding, and comforted her softly, "Lian'er did the right thing. Raising his head, his face was shrouded in haze, and his cold eyes swept towards Yitong, "Chu You, apologize to Lian'er." ”
"No," Zhuo Lian waved her hand in a panic when she heard this, "Lord Wang, Lian'er is fine, really fine." It must have been something wrong that made the princess unhappy. So, it's all Lian'er's fault. ”
Yitong slowly closed his eyes, and waited for the heart-piercing pain to ease, before he raised his crystal clear eyes again, and looked at Mu Yanqin fixedly, "Lord Wang, Concubine Rong reminds you, this is the palace." However," her eyes focused on the eunuchs and guards around her, and smiled, "If even the prince doesn't mind, then the concubines won't care about being talked about by outsiders." ”
Mu Yan Qinmi's eyes were sharp, and his anger was rolling, and it was inconvenient to attack. Suddenly, his gaze fell on her trembling arm, and on her pale face, and his eyes were slightly dull.
Is it because of this?
"Lord Wang," Zhuo Lian called him softly, and said cautiously, "Lord Wang, let's go in." ”
Mu Yanqin looked at Yi Tong and wanted to say something, but the words only stayed in his throat. After a long time, he nodded and walked into the main hall with Zhuo Lian in his arms.
As soon as he turned around, Yi Tong's body shook twice, and his face was terrifyingly pale. She couldn't support it anymore, and when she was about to fall, she was caught steadily by a pair of powerful iron arms.