Chapter 156 The two don't get along

In the evening, dusk quietly enveloped the entire palace like a veil.

After Qing Yi and Ye Qingyu finished their dinner, Qing Yi stood up and prepared to leave.

"Huh? Where are you going?" Ye Qingyu was slightly stunned and looked at Qingyi in confusion.

"Ah, I need to regulate my internal energy tonight."

"..." When Ye Qingyu heard this, the night he spent in the palace in Beijing suddenly appeared in his mind. He pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Well, Xiaoye, you should go to bed early." Qingyi saw that Ye Qingyu was silent and reminded him again.

"Will you come over tonight?" Ye Qingyu asked when he saw Qing Yi was about to leave.

"I...I...don't want to come over?" Qing Yi's eyes flickered and his tone was a little hesitant.

"Why?" Ye Qingyu frowned slightly. She always felt that she had implicated Qingyi because of her father's attitude towards Qingyi. This unrestrained and free-spirited man felt restricted in every way just because he was with her.

"Hmm?" Qing Yi was a little confused by Ye Qingyu's question.

"I asked you why you didn't come over? Don't you have a way to avoid those guards?" Ye Qingyu looked at Qing Yi.

"I..." Qing Yi opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself. He felt a little conflicted, not knowing whether he should say what he was thinking.

"Are you afraid that my father will know?" Seeing Qing Yi hesitant, Ye Qingyu pointed it out directly.

"He called you over this morning. He must have known we were together last night. Although I was able to come in quietly, this is after all under the nose of the King of the Northwest..."

"Come, come openly, I'll wait for you!" Ye Qingyu's eyes were burning and his tone was firm.

"..." Qing Yi didn't expect that the little prince, who had always been calm and introverted, actually had such a rebellious side. He couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"What? You don't dare? Are you afraid of my father, or are you worried that he will take back the one million taels of silver?" Ye Qingyu felt a little indignant when he saw Qing Yi did not respond. He didn't want Qing Yi to suffer any grievances.

"Hey, Xiaoye, aren't you afraid of pissing your father off to death?" Qing Yi said with a smile. He just didn't want to put Xiaoye in a difficult position. Seeing Xiaoye kneeling in the Northwest King's study for most of the day, how could he not feel distressed?

"No." Ye Qingyu said with certainty.

"Oh, Xiaoye, I really envy you. The King of the Northwest is really your biological father. If it were my master, if I dared to say no, my master would definitely punish me to kneel for three days and three nights and not allow me to eat." Qing Yi joked with a smile.

"Qing Yi, I'm sorry." Ye Qingyu's mood suddenly became depressed. He didn't mean to make his father sad, nor did he want Qing Yi to be wronged, but his father was sad, and Qing Yi was also wronged.

"What kind of apology is this? Don't worry, Xiaoye, I'm a very powerful hero." Qing Yi said in a relaxed tone.

"I will go find my father again tomorrow. I don't believe I won't be able to see him." Mu Xin's words left him with lingering fears, and he didn't want to make things more complicated.

"Okay, Xiaoye, there's no need to rush this matter. Let's take it slowly. We have plenty of time anyway." Qing Yi consoled him. He didn't quite understand why Xiaoye was so eager for the King of the Northwest to acknowledge their relationship.

Qing Yi had long known that the King of the Northwest was against it, so he didn't care about the King of the Northwest's attitude at all.

After Qing Yi said goodbye to Ye Qingyu, he walked alone to the pavilion in the back garden.

As night fell, all was silent, and the place, enveloped in the darkness, became even more tranquil. Qing Yi sat cross-legged on a flat surface outside the pavilion, slowly closing his eyes and beginning to meditate. He immersed himself in his inner world, feeling the breath slowly coursing through his body.

Two hours passed quietly, and he slowly opened his eyes. He felt his breathing became light, and a new force seemed to be surging in his body. It seemed that he had made some breakthroughs, and he couldn't help feeling happy.

Qing Yi stood up, dusted himself off, and was about to return to his room when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a blurry figure in the pavilion. He was so frightened that his heart tightened and he almost cried out. Could it be that the palace was also haunted?

When he saw the figure clearly, it turned out to be the King of the Northwest! The King of the Northwest was not accompanied by any guards or servants. He sat alone quietly on the stone bench in the pavilion, staring at Qing Yi with an unfathomable look in his eyes.

Qing Yi didn't know how long the King of the Northwest had been watching him here, and he didn't understand why he appeared here?

"Your Highness, why are you not sleeping at night and admiring the moon here?" Qing Yi pretended to be calm and walked towards the pavilion, not forgetting to make a joke.

"Your internal strength has improved a lot." The King of the Northwest ignored Qing Yi's teasing and said lightly.

"Of course." Qing Yi said with a hint of pride in his tone.

The King of the Northwest remained silent, his eyes revealing an indescribable emotion. Qing Yi also stopped talking, and the two of them remained silent for a long time. The atmosphere around them became increasingly oppressive. It seemed that both of them wanted to say something, but neither wanted to speak first to break the silence.

Finally, Qing Yi became a little impatient and broke the silence first: "Your Highness, is there anything else? If not, I have to go back to bed. I'm so sleepy."

"Where are you going to sleep?" asked the King of the Northwest.

Qing Yi was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled and said, "Of course I should go back to my room to sleep. Is it possible to sleep here?"

"Qingyi, don't go. I have something to tell you." The King of the Northwest spoke patiently and slowly in a low voice.

Qing Yi didn't want to leave, either. He knew that since things had come to this, he couldn't just sit there and watch Xiao Ye go to his father's knees and beg him again tomorrow. So, he stopped and said, "Your Majesty, please speak."

"You and Qingyu can't be together." This sentence was said bluntly, as if there was no room for negotiation.

"But we are already together!" Qing Yi smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Bang!" The King of the Northwest slammed the stone table with a loud bang, which was particularly harsh in the quiet night. He suppressed his anger and said slowly after a while, "Then we will break up from now on!"