The eldest prince has always been moody, no one can understand his mind, before there was a maid in the lady's yard, who also came to give him something, but he was beaten by someone and covered in blood, and threw it back into the lady's yard.

The eldest prince and the second prince lived close to each other, and when Wen Ying passed by the courtyard of the second son, she reluctantly glanced inside, but she couldn't see anything except the high courtyard wall.

She didn't dare to think about how proud Wen Lian had to be when she went to see the second son.

Just thinking about it, she walked to the courtyard of the eldest prince, she took two deep breaths and dared to go inside, but she didn't expect that as soon as she stepped in, a sword crossed her neck: "Wen Ying? ”

Wen Ying's body tightened by this sudden change, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly turned her head to look at the owner of the sword.

It's Mo Yi next to the eldest prince.

Mo is about the same age as her, and she has met a few times with people from the Lu Mansion, but she doesn't know why Mo Yi looks very disgusted with her every time he sees her.

When his gaze fell on the tray in her hand, the sword also approached for a moment, and the frightened Wen Ying hurriedly took a step back, and hurriedly lifted the tray in her hand: "Little Brother Moyi, the slave is here to deliver something to the son." ”

"Sending something?" Mo Yi sneered coldly, he had probably been with the eldest prince for a long time, and the expression on his face was somewhat similar to that of the eldest prince.

"What are you doing in such a fancy way to send things, don't think I don't know what the old woman sent you to do."

Wen Ying felt even more wronged, and quickly shook her head, she wanted to add a crime, and she wanted to explain but didn't know where to start.

At this moment, the lazy and casual voice of the eldest prince came from inside: "Come in." ”

Mo Yi glanced at her, reluctantly withdrew his sword, took a few steps back and continued to play in the courtyard, not only practicing, but also as if to warn her to guard her own proportions.

Wen Ying's heart beat a little, and every time she took a step forward, she felt that her legs were a little weaker, until she slowly moved in, she didn't dare to raise her head, she only bowed low, and pushed the tray in her hand forward: "Childe, this is the autumn clothes that Madame prepared for you." ”

Xu was afraid, her voice was soft and glutinous, as if she was pulling Lu Congyi into some memory, his eyes narrowed, and he didn't say to tell her to get up, but his voice was calm and dangerous: "You came to look for me, just to send clothes?" ”

Wen Ying's eyelashes trembled, if it weren't for the clothes, she would not have set foot in the courtyard of the eldest prince for the rest of her life.

Last night, in order to stabilize her body in the collision, her arm was already a little sore, but now after lifting the tray for a while, her arm couldn't help but tremble.

"The slave and maid don't dare to disturb the eldest son, but only one thing is ordered to send clothes."

She was a little stumbling because she was too scared and nervous, and she didn't know which sentence she was saying, or that word had provoked him, she instantly felt as if her whole body was cold, and the next moment, the eldest prince stood up and walked slowly in front of her.

Wen Ying didn't dare to breathe, the cold breath on the eldest prince's body lingered around her, out of instinct, she knelt down directly and said forgiveness: "The son is angry, the slave really doesn't dare to disturb the son with the things on the side." ”

But I heard a sneer coming from above my head: "Just so afraid of me? ”

"Slaves don't dare."

"Don't dare? I think you dare anything. With a chill in his voice, he commanded her, "Lift your head up." ”

Wen Ying didn't understand his intentions, but she listened to his words and raised her head to look at him, but directly crashed into his eyes with deep meaning.

She has never been so close to the eldest prince, she seems to be able to smell the smell of pine melting snow ridge on his body, she has always felt that the eldest prince looks at her eyes strangely today, and now she can see it clearly, but there is a little confusion and complaint in the displeasure, anyway, I don't think what Ji Ying thinks, and I don't think his emotions can be matched with herself.

It's just that when she looked at each other with the eldest son, she couldn't help but sigh, she didn't find out before, although the eldest son and the second son are not the same mother, but these eyes are very similar, in the past, the second son was gentle and warm, but I can't see it, but last night was contaminated with desire and possession, but it was very similar to the eyes of the eldest son.

"Enough of it?"

Wen Ying suddenly came back to her senses and hurriedly kowtowed to him: "The son forgives the sin, the slave and maid have no intention of trespassing." ”

She didn't seem to be close to his heart, he muttered and repeated her words, and then took out the sword from behind him, and stabbed it directly at the tray in her hand, the tip of the sword was sharp, not to mention the clothes, even the tray was pierced in pairs, and it was nailed to the ground.

Wen Ying was taken aback, her body dodged back, only to see that the emotions in the eldest prince's original eyes had all dissipated, leaving only an ant-like indifference: "Take your things, get out." ”

His tone was cold and hard, Wen Ying was frightened, she wanted to take the tray but couldn't, her eyes were red in a hurry, she raised her eyes to look at the eldest son, but she got a sentence from him: "Don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me." ”

Wen Ying felt wronged, but she didn't dare to look at her anymore, so she could only shake her two hands, hold the hilt of the sword, and pull it out hard to free the tray.

She held the sword in both hands and presented it to the eldest prince, her white hand reflected the sharp blade of the sword, Lu Congyi's throat rolled up, and her warm palm was close to her hand, and she took the sword.

"Get out."

Wen Ying was busy saying yes, picking up the tray and running out as if she were trotting out.

She was afraid of being in a hurry, and went all the way back to the lady's courtyard, Mother Qian looked at the clothes in her hand and took them out well, but she came back with a big hole, and she could only sigh slightly: "Next time be smart, the eldest prince will quietly destroy the clothes if he doesn't accept it, anyway, no one dares to confront the whereabouts of a few things with the eldest prince." ”

Wen Ying nodded at Mother Qian, but couldn't say a word of thanks.

She captured the words in Mother Qian's words - next time.

Will she go to see the eldest prince again next time? God forbid, but there will be no next time.

The morning was unstable and aggrieved, but the afternoon was a lot smoother, and when it was dark, Wen Ying was finally able to go back to her room to rest, but she didn't expect that her clothes were thrown to the ground by someone.

Not only the outer clothes, but also the underpants stained with her first blood last night......