Chapter 47 A Lowly Slave

Nan Yan bit her lower lip and said softly, "Yes."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out in a hurry. However, Xu Miaoyin turned back to look at her and said, "Your Highness, who is she?"

Zhu Feng said coldly: "She is nothing more than a lowly slave."

"oh……"

Princess Yan just nodded and looked outside again.

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Nan Yan walked out of Wuying Palace and had already walked into the sunlight.

However, the words of King Yan were like an ice-cold sword that pierced her heart from behind. She felt pain all over her body and began to twitch with cold.

However, she did not stop, but fled from that place even faster.

In July, the sun was as hot as fire. The scorching sun shone on people, as if it would make their skin crack. But Nan Yan walked hurriedly in the sun, but only felt cold.

It's cold to the bone.

Just a lowly slave...

A lowly slave...

In fact, she had heard countless words like this since she was a child, and there were even more humiliating words than this, but she was able to face them calmly. However, she had never thought that when these words came out of someone's mouth, it would hurt her so much.

She gritted her teeth, held back the tears in her eyes and walked forward, but just as she turned the corner, she bumped into someone.

"oops!"

Nan Yan stumbled two steps, looked up, and was stunned: "Master?"

In the sunlight, a gorgeous and handsome face was looking at her with a smile: "Miss Si, long time no see."

Crane clothes.

He is back again.

Nan Yan thought of what the Prince of Yan and the Princess had just said, and probably guessed that he had not been in the palace these days and must have gone out of the city to pick up the Princess of Yan.

So I saluted him and said, "Excuse me."

After saying that, she lowered her head again and prepared to walk past him.

However, He Yi stood in front of her and looked down at her: "What's wrong? Are you crying?"

Nan Yan remembered the wet corners of her eyes and hurriedly wiped them with her hands: "No, no."

“…”

He Yi looked at her pale little face, then raised his head to look behind her at the quiet Wuying Palace in the distance, and said, "The prince has a bad temper. If he scolds you, you don't have to take it to heart."

Hearing this, Nan Yan felt even more sad.

But she still gritted her teeth and said softly, "No, the prince didn't embarrass me."

“…”

He Yi looked at her quietly for a while, then said, "That's good."

Nan Yan bowed to him and walked past him.

She had just taken two steps when she suddenly heard He Yi calling her from behind: "Miss Si."

Nan Yan stopped and turned back, only to see him looking at her with a hint of a smile in his eyes. He said, "I just got back, and I heard that the prince set fire to the cabinet treasury last night and burned all the memorials there. Is that true?"

"Not all of them were burned, only those from the past three years."

"oh?"

He Yi listened, his eyes flickering slightly: "Burning, it's quite a coincidence."

“…”

"I heard that it was Miss Si who did it, right?"

“…”

"Why did you do that?"

Although he was smiling, perhaps because his face was too gorgeous, there was something a little unapproachable in his smile, or for some other reason, Nan Yan hesitated for a moment and said softly, "The prince ordered us to do what he ordered. We are just servants and can only do what he ordered."