A dark light flashed in King Ji's deep pupils. He glanced at Wei Linglong's carriage and curled his lips slightly, "Really?"

Nangong Yu nodded.

"Let's go back to Beijing."

If she didn't come back, he was afraid that he really wouldn't be able to help but rush over, drag Linglong off the carriage, and take her back to the mansion.

He can do that.

After all, Wei Linglong is a princess who is married to a foreign country. She has the overall situation in mind. If I force her to stay, she will definitely not be able to leave today...

As soon as this thought came to mind, Nangong Yu suppressed it fiercely.

He is not such a villain.

…

The convoy went farther and farther away in the sunset. Xie Ling sat outside the car and waved to Nangong Yu from afar.

"goodbye!"

Nangong Yu suppressed the blood surging in his chest and responded to Xie Ling.

"goodbye!"

After saying this, he didn't care whether Wei Linglong could hear him or not.

He shouted, "Lu Linglong!"

Inside the carriage, Wei Linglong was slightly shocked.

Nangong Yu is actually Lan Yu.

Lan Yu, who is beautiful, gentle and humorous.

Wei Linglong sat upright like a pine tree, forcing herself not to lift the car curtain and taking one last look at Nangong Yu.

If you are leaving, you cannot have any regrets.

A man she likes will not make her give up her freedom.

From then on, the sky was high and the sea was vast, allowing her to soar as she wished.

No longer the young lady of the Nangong Mansion.

Regret? Maybe.

But how can there be no regrets in this world?

…

King Ji was bored and followed Nangong Yu's gaze into the distance.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted—

His eyes fell on Gu Wei who was standing beside Xie Ling.

The young man rested his chin lazily, his handsome face resting on Xie Ling's shoulder, and he was acting coquettishly to Xie Ling with his eyes closed.

"A Ling, why are your hands empty? Hold me."

Sensing a dangerous gaze, Gu Wei frowned, and his lingering eyes instantly turned cold, with an implicit warning, as he looked towards King Ji in the distance.

King Ji was so overwhelmed by Gu Wei's majestic look that he almost dropped the fan in his hand.

After he adjusted his mind, he wanted to take another look at Gu Weishi.

The convoy had long disappeared into the evergreen forest, leaving only the endless sunset, casting thousands of rays of light.

King Ji narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his hands into fists.

I must have seen it wrong.

It must be.

Nangong Yu and King Ji parted at the city gate.

Prince Ji seemed to be unaware of the miserable state of the Nangong family. He unfolded his folding fan and said jokingly, "Ayu, you don't look as elegant as usual today."

Nangong Yu's expression was still gentle, his eyes smiling.

"It's getting late, and you have to go to court tomorrow, so I won't see you off."

After King Ji walked away, Nangong Yu instantly took off his gentle mask.

Staring at King Ji's back, his eyes were unfathomable.

With a bit of scrutiny, a bit of sarcasm, and a coldness that sees through everything.

I don't know how long he stood at the city gate before he resolutely turned around and walked into the prosperous Kyoto alone.

———

Gu Wei's convoy headed towards Beijiang, and the first direction they headed to was not Sinan, but Qinghe.

After traveling for many days, Xie Ling was a little tired. She lay in Gu Wei's arms, playing with the puppet that Nangong Yu gave her.

Nangong Yu said that day that there was a surprise on his back. Xie Ling originally wanted to wait until Si Nan arrived before opening it, but now she couldn't bear it anymore and slowly pressed it down.