When Xue Yihan heard this, he smiled faintly, then stood up, gave Su Yuwen a deep salute, and before Su Yuwen moved, he said: "Xiangye, Yihan asked himself if he has no official or position, an idle person, he is not worthy of a noble daughter, he is here to withdraw from the marriage, please forgive me." ”

Su Yuwen was just about to get up to help him, when he heard this, he suddenly felt a thunderbolt from the sky, and sat back in the chair all of a sudden, his hands suddenly clenched the handles on both sides of the sandalwood chair, and his muscles were violent.

"Shizi, what are you kidding?" Su Yuwen was stunned word by word, every word was like a hammer, and it was as heavy as a thousand gold.

Xue Yihan's handsome and unparalleled face still had a warm smile, his narrow eyes were as clear as a spring and as bright as a star, his thick eyebrows that flew obliquely into the clouds were silent, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he was bent into a good-looking arc, and the whole person was calm, as if what he said was not about the emperor's marriage, but just a polite greeting.

Su Yuqing clenched the veil, pursed her lips slightly, and did not say a word. However, the already broken heart is turning into powder little by little, drifting away in the dust.

"Xiangye, Yihan is not joking." Xue Yihan didn't squint, since he entered the door, his long, narrow eyes that looked like a deep pool had never looked at Su Yuqing.

"Yihan." Su Yuwen's eyes condensed slightly, and he coughed, wanting to explain the rumors and slander for more than two months, "You came at the right time, Benxiang has just clarified some things, and I want to tell you that if you still insist on your choice after listening, then Benxiang will no longer stop you." ”

Since Xue Yihan entered the Prime Minister's Mansion and saw Su He'er who was dragged out by the family, he knew that Su Yuwen was rectifying the family style, this was the Su family's family matter, he didn't want to interfere, but just outside the courtyard, he heard Su He'er's words, Su Yuqing actually stayed in the Three Princes' Mansion yesterday until the moon branch came back, and he was wearing the clothes given by the Three Princes. As a man, how can you not understand what this means! So, he couldn't help but save Su He'er and bring her back, just to confront Su Yuqing, and then withdraw from the marriage honestly.

"Xiangye, right and wrong, Yi Han has his own conclusion in his heart." Xue Yihan understood that the rumor was deliberately spread by the third prince, and he also knew that the purse was not handed over to the third prince by Su Yuqing on his own initiative. It's just that no matter whether Su Yuqing took the initiative or was forced, she and the third prince must have been innocent, and after that kind of thing happened, she didn't explain to him, she was calm in front of him, and she didn't show any abnormality, is this the reaction that a simple woman who has lost her chastity should have?

"Miss Yuqing, you just need to tell this prince if you went to the Three Princes' Mansion yesterday." Xue Yihan's eyes were like blades, and he stabbed at Su Yuqing with a cold glow.

Su Yuqing's heart trembled, the calmness that she had previously controlled in the main hall suddenly disappeared, the jade hand holding the Jinpa tightened unconsciously, the long and curly eyelashes were like ink butterflies, trembling slightly, and a pair of smoky phoenix eyes looked at the person in front of her cautiously.

As yesterday, the indifferent and waveless deep black pupils were staring at her quietly, without the slightest emotion, not even the anger seen yesterday, it was so bland, like the ocean in the far north, under the calm sea, containing thousands of years of frost.

Seeing Su Yuqing looking at herself timidly, Xue Yihan's heart tightened, and then avoided her gaze, his cold black eyes turned slightly, and he saw the clothes that were still in the future, the pale pink smoke skirt was Su Yuqing's favorite to wear, and now it was quietly resting in the tray, and the traces of tears on the clothes were discernible at a glance. Xue Yihan's eyes narrowed slightly, he was a martial arts practitioner, his eyesight was better than ordinary people, and he could see the force and angle of the tear at a glance, and then, his gaze fell on another light blue skirt, which can only be produced by the royal dyeing workshop and can only be used by the royal family!