Zhen Shan resented, "Sister Huang..."

"Sorry, sorry, Xiaoshan, Sister Huang didn't mean it."

It’s just that...

Zhen Shan sighed, "Sister Huang, it's not that I don't want to explain, but Qi Yu and I have nothing to do, so what should we explain? Most importantly, I don't want to talk about it either."

She couldn't respond to Qi Yu's feelings, but at least she had to respect a man who was devoted to her.

"But if you are like this, in the eyes of the fourth prince, you are special to Qi Yu. Qilin Zi is so proud, so naturally he can't bear it."

Zhen Shan was silent, his voice slightly hoarse, "I can't use Qi Yu as a conversation piece, and deny it at will, just to comfort him."

Thinking of the man in blue in the antique shop, despite the pain and despair, he still smiled and blessed her. He was such a gentle gentleman to the core. She could cruelly alienate him and cut off his thoughts, but she could never trample on him wantonly.

She really...can't do it!

The Queen said helplessly: "Xiaoshan, don't put too much burden on yourself."

"Money debts are easy to repay, but love debts are hard to repay. If Qi Yu approaches my sister, does he have any interests in mind? I wouldn't be so helpless."

The Queen shook her head. In fact, it is easy for Fengyin women to solve this problem. It just means marrying one more man.

As the regent, it is natural for her to have one more attendant.

But unfortunately, my younger sister is a stubborn person. She has been keeping her integrity for twenty years just to meet such a destined person. She wants to be a pair for the rest of her life.

"Xiao Shan, you will have to blame someone after all."

Zhen Shan lowered his eyes, "My sister understands."

"Don't worry too much. The Fourth Prince is not an unreasonable person. Just find an opportunity to explain it clearly to him."

Zhen Shan: "..."

She just didn't know what to say.

That's all, the relationship is ultimately a matter between two people, and they have to resolve it themselves whether it's good or bad.

"Mrs. Huang is worried."

The Queen touched her head tenderly.

…

At night, the lights in the Nuang Pavilion were bright. Yan Ye was leaning on the edge of the bed, holding a book in his hand, but he didn't turn a page for a long time.

"Your Highness," Xiang Yi came in with a food box.

"What's the matter?"

"You didn't even use much for dinner. Manager Tan ordered someone to bring you porridge."

Yan Ye said coldly: "I'm not hungry, take it out."

Xiang Yi hesitated a little, but said: "Manager Tan said that His Royal Highness the Regent had previously ordered me to cook you a bowl of yam porridge if you don't have much for dinner."

Yan Ye's eyes flickered slightly.

Xiang Yi didn't hear His Highness ask him to take it out for a long time. After carefully looking at the screen, he took the porridge in and said casually: "Your Highness, the Regent hasn't come back yet, and I don't know if he will."

What's the emergency?"

Yan Ye pursed his lips and said, "Xiang Yi, you talk too much."

"I am aware of my guilt."

"Get out."

Xiang Yi hesitated for a moment and then spoke, "Your Highness, I went down to ask Mr. Tan about Mr. Qi."

Yan Ye paused for breath, unable to say anything other than "It has nothing to do with me."

Xiang Yi looked at His Highness carefully and saw that his eyes were lowered, with a faint expression that showed no concern or indifference.

Xiang Yi struggled for a while and told everything he had heard.

Listening to what Qi Yu had done for her over the years, Yan Ye's originally white face turned even paler, and the depression in his heart gradually turned into panic.

There is such a man who treats her wholeheartedly, what does he mean?

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Yan Ye shouted coldly, "Get out!"

"……yes."

Bang!

Yan Ye swept the food box to the ground, and just looked at the porridge scattered on the floor. His pupils shrank slightly, and he reached out to grab something, but his whole body fell to the ground, and his palms were cut with blood by the fragments of the bowl.

dripping.

However, Yan Ye seemed to be unaware of the pain, staring at his legs that were hanging down weakly, his pale eyes filled with hatred bit by bit.

"Yan Ye!"

A worried exclamation pulled him back from the darkness. He raised his eyes suddenly and saw the woman in red climbing through the window. Her phoenix eyes reflected the moonlight, overflowing with pure concern, and also reflected the extremely embarrassed look.

he.

After Zhen Shan finished handling the matter, she returned to the palace. After much hesitation, she decided to come and see him. Originally, she didn't want to surprise him this time, so she just took a look at him from a distance and went back.

But he never thought that in the bright room, the man in white fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, his hands full of blood, his eyes lowered, his body full of despair and loneliness, as if he was slowly falling into the darkness.

How can Zhen Shan not panic?

This fool is forcing himself into a dead end again.

Zhen Shan quickly stepped forward to help him up, but he suddenly knocked his hand off.

Yan Ye's eyes were scarlet, "You go, you go..."

There is such a man who is devoted to you, why should you care about a cripple who treats her badly and is useless?

Zhen Shan looked at him, helpless and distressed, "Okay, let me help you get up and leave, okay? You are injured, you need to bandage it quickly."

Yan Ye's eyes trembled, and his heart felt as if someone had hit him hard. The dull pain was severe and it was so disintegrating.

Why did she come to disturb his heart again and again?

Can't she stay away from him and leave him alone?

Zhen Shan sighed softly, stretched out his arms to hug him, patted his back gently, and coaxed in a low voice: "It's my fault. I shouldn't lose my temper with you at noon. Don't be angry, okay?"
Chapter completed!