"You..." Youmeng raised his eyes slightly and looked at him timidly, "Why are you not saying anything to me?"

The face that was covered with snow was already visible to the extreme, but it seemed extremely silent because of aphasia, which made him instinctively exuded a trace of fairy spirit that was not as good as the world. He looked at her calmly for a while, and he suddenly turned his face away as if he was abandoning everything. The expression seemed to be indifferent to the news she revealed was no matter how important it was, he just pretended that he had not heard it.

"Don't you believe what I said?" Youmeng couldn't bear the neglect of him. In desperation, he took out the veil embroidered with apricot blossoms on the corner and handed it into his eyes. "Look, this silk handkerchief can prove that I didn't lie to you!"

His eyes were stunned, and from the silk handkerchief struck her, she was waiting for him to respond earnestly: "This was handed over to me by the spiritual girl. The music score was written by Master Su, right?"

You Meng saw his eyebrows and eyes frowning slightly. From now on, she told the truth, she couldn't see that he was surprised at all. Such a gentle and faint emotion was the most tormenting. She understood the entanglement in his heart. He was not unbelieving, but was thinking. To put it bluntly, he didn't like himself in front of him.

"It was not my intention to invite you into the mansion. I didn't know you were here in advance. I... I didn't think about despising you." Youmeng explained in a panic, but felt that his mouth became so stupid. No matter what he said, it seemed that he was getting darker and darker. He couldn't help but worry about himself in his heart, "Last night was just a misunderstanding. I didn't know you, so I would treat you like that..."

At this time, he gently pulled the silk scutellar away from her fingertips. As soon as Youmeng looked up, he saw him holding both sides of the silk scutellar with his eyes down and a "slam" sounded-

"Hey? Don't..."

Youmeng exclaimed in panic, but failed to stop the silk hand from tearing it in half under the force of his staggered hands. The gaze that shone in his eyes was still a quiet indifference...

Youmeng woke up with a heartache when she was trembling and she looked at it in a daze. It was in the middle of the night that she slept on the couch, bent her arms by the pillow, and immediately sat up nervously and looked at the palm of her palm. She was still there, as intact as before.

Fortunately, the scene just now was just a dream.

She was lying down and holding a silk handkerchief in her hand, tossing and turning to read the music score and thinking about her thoughts, but she didn't know why she fell asleep. It was said that she thought about something on the day and dreamed about it at night. It seemed that Master Su's heart was stuck there, and it was almost blocked into a demon.

The dream came out suddenly and was so real. I don’t know if it was a sign. Will Su Zhi... be really as cold and ruthless as in the dream?

She held the silk scutcheon tightly and hid it in her chest, thinking to herself: I must have left him a bad impression, right? The spiritual practitioner said that he was noble and hated those who were frivolous and blasphemed him by relying on his own power and nobleness, and I must have been classified as that kind of person.

He might not be happy to tell him the truth at this time, because I might have subverted his imagination and disappointed him. I even felt that I had no eyes and would treat such a woman as a soulmate, and feel disgusted by herself? Don’t end up... becoming the second plum Zihan.

That was not the result she wanted, so she warned herself that she must not be impulsive this time and must be careful to deal with her relationship with him.

At the moment she needs to calm down, observe him secretly for a while, and give him some time to adapt to the environment here and to her princess until she gradually changes her mind and wait for a suitable opportunity. If he can have a good impression of her and can support them to be honest with each other, it will not be too late to tell him the truth.

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The next morning, listening to the laughter outside the house, Su Zhi opened a small crack in the door and looked over, facing Yinghong's wing room in the east corridor. His window was open, and he could see several neighboring houses in his room, chatting and laughing around Yinghong, as if he was talking about what happened last night.

From their conversation, it can be heard that Yinghong stayed at the princess’s sleep until very late last night before returning, as if she was favored by the princess.

Su Zhi stood by the door for a long time, with light and shadow flowing in his eyes, and a complex look.

I thought Yinghong would be punished for losing her hairpin, but I didn't want him to stand out and get the rain and dew first, which naturally made many people jealous. Those faces were inevitably flattering and flattering, and some also asked him about the princess's boudoir to satisfy his "interest". Yinghong laughed it all, just a few perfunctory words, and then calmly drank tea.

Su Zhi could see that he was in the time of pride.

"I thought it was Li Dai Tao Zombie, but I didn't expect it to be a fish-like muddy bead. This is really a place where people's hearts are sinister."

Li You behind him seemed to see through everything, and said coldly, talking to himself but he was deliberately heard by him. Su Zhi remained silent and still looked outside.
Chapter completed!