Only One Year Left to Live? Flirting Madly with the Crazy Crown Prince to Survive!

Yan Yuning inexplicably transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder second daughter of the Prime Minister’s household. Raised in her maternal grandparents’ home since childhood, she w...

Chapter 78 Why did Qi Qingchen target Xuan Xixi? (1/2)

Xuan Yanyu narrowed his eyes and looked at her meaningfully.

Are you still thinking about Ye Chen at this time?

"I don't agree." The girl said in a sad tone.

"I promise you, tell me, who has bullied you?" Xuan Yanyu sighed helplessly.

If he didn't respond to her, she was afraid she wouldn't tell him.

Yan Yuning chuckled, and while his attention was diverted, she struggled to break free from his hand and trotted to the door of the wing room, "Xuan Xixi, no one bullied me, you were deceived, we agreed to let Ye Chen come."

After saying that, Yan Yuning opened the door, smiled at him, and walked out quickly.

She was afraid of being caught by Xuan Yanyu if she ran too late.

The smile on the man's face was tinged with helplessness. Just lie to him, as long as he wasn't bullied.

The inn is located east of Pingshi Town.

Yan Shiyao tidied up her messy hair, and Nanhua patted her face with a hairpin, "Idiot."

The hairpin slapped her face, and Yan Shiyao's eyes turned red with humiliation.

Nanhua raised his lips in a hint of sarcasm, "Don't meddle in other people's business next time."

Yan Shiyao cried out of grievance and became angrier the more she thought about it.

She should have listened to Ning Ning and found out the whole story, then she wouldn't have discovered all this.

Nanhua Hairpin lifted her chin, her eyes became fierce, "Don't spread what happened today, otherwise I will not forgive you."

Yan Shiyao nodded timidly.

Nanhua spat at her, packed up the silver and jewelry and walked out of the room.

Yan Shiyao's tense nerves relaxed and she lay on the bed crying bitterly.

"Yaoyao." Qi Qingchen pushed open the door of the side room. Yan Shiyao's hair was a little messy when she lay on the bed. She raised her red eyes and looked at Qi Qingchen aggrievedly.

"Brother Qi." Yan Shiyao's tears dripped onto the thin quilt.

"Yaoyao, what's wrong with you?" Qi Qingchen frowned.

He had just seen a man walk out of her room.

Looking at her like this, could it be...

Yan Shiyao wiped the tears from her face and rushed towards Qi Qingchen.

"Brother Qi, I... I'm fine." Yan Shiyao's voice was filled with grievance and tears.

As soon as Nanhua entered the room, he took away all the silver and jewelry in her hair. He said that this was a lesson for her meddling in other people's business, and she had good intentions but didn't expect it to turn out like this.

She has suffered so much injustice because of this matter, and she will never meddle in other people's affairs again.

Qi Qingchen's eyes flashed. Yaoyao was no longer worthy of him.

The royal family would not allow such a stain to exist. If he wanted to gain the support of the Prime Minister's Office, he had no choice but to marry Ningning.

"Brother Qi." Yan Shiyao suppressed the tears in her eyes. Why didn't Brother Qi comfort her?

Qi Qingchen lowered his eyes and looked at the woman holding him, his gaze became cold and complicated.

"Yaoyao, I see you are tired too, so take a good rest." Qi Qingchen pushed her away, his voice a little cold.

Yan Shiyao's expression froze for a few seconds. Seeing Qi Qingchen turning around to leave, she mustered up the courage to imitate Zhao Ran's voice and shouted, "Qi Qingchen, don't go."

"Qi Qingchen, don't go." Yan Shiyao grabbed his sleeve with trembling hands.

Please stay with her for a while, just for a while.

Qi Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and after a long time he slowly spoke, "Yaoyao, let go."

Yan Shiyao felt a lump in her throat and let go of her hand.

She was not thick-skinned enough to let him talk, and she kept holding on to him.

"Don't stay with me anymore, go to the Prime Minister's residence." Qi Qingchen's voice softened.

Yan Shiyao lowered her head, tears dripping down her cheeks and onto the back of her hands. She had no money, so how could she go?