Everyone: “…”

Emperor Nanyuan's face didn't look very good. Shen Shichen was just a scholar. Was it necessary to be so devoted and excited for a scholar?

As a princess, shouldn't you have a longer-term vision?

In order to prevent Jun Luoyuan from hurting herself, he directly ordered her hands and feet to be tied up.

Jun Luoyuan couldn't move.

Seeing Qin Ye's half-smile, raised eyebrows, and slightly provocative look, she was so angry that she bit her tongue and committed suicide...

.

After a big fuss, they left the princess' palace.

Qin Ye and Ling Yixing left side by side, feeling very happy. They walked with an especially relaxed pace, feeling light-hearted and humming a little tune involuntarily.

As I hummed, I suddenly realized that Ling Yixing was a person who cared about the people of the world and was dedicated to doing good and moral things.

Stop.

He turned around and asked, "Brother, you should have seen that I was deliberately bullying Jun Luoyuan, right?"

Ling Yixing walked as usual, looking forward, nodding lazily, and hummed through his thin lips:

"Um."

"Don't you think I'm bad?"

He stopped.

He turned sideways, looked at the little girl seriously, and said seriously: "You bullied her, so she must have provoked you first; it's all her fault."

He didn't ask for reasons or justifications, he just stood by her unconditionally.

In an instant, my heart felt like it was bursting with warmth.

No woman can resist such blatant favoritism and protection.

"Brother, you are so good to me."

"Silly girl, you are my sister. If I don't treat you well, who should I treat well? If I don't protect you, who should I protect? Do you think that the power and fame I have worked so hard for all these years are just for show?"

Ling Yixing held her in his arms with amusement.

He worked hard to climb up the ladder just to give his sister a better life.

Only when he has enough power will no one bully his sister.

Qin Ye was moved.

She slowly stretched out her hands and hugged his waist, but the rough clothes pressed against her arms. Her face changed slightly and she took a breath of cold air:

"hiss--"

"What's wrong?"

Ling Yixing became nervous instantly and immediately held her hands.

When I pulled up her sleeves, I saw that her left forearm was covered in blood and had seven or eight horizontal and vertical wounds of varying lengths.

But those injuries seem to form a word:

Chen...

His eyes darkened slightly, "Xiao Ye, tell me the truth, are you still unable to let go of Shen Shichen? As long as you open your mouth, I will snatch Shen Shichen from Jun Luoyuan even if I have to devote my whole life to it!"

When talking about Shen Shichen, Qin Ye didn't feel any excitement.

Several images suddenly flashed through my mind:

"Ye, we will never be apart."

"After everything is over, we will retire to the countryside, raise some chickens and ducks, have children around us, stay away from disputes, and live a peaceful and worry-free life..."

"Ye'er..."

Zong Zhengchen!

It’s Zong Zhengchen!

His voice and his face flashed through her mind, but they were so faint that she could hardly catch them.

She is Princess Chen!

She can't forget him!

Qin Ye hurriedly let go of Ling Yixing's hand and ran out of the palace as fast as he could.

"Ono?"

Ling Yixing was stunned for a moment, "Xiao Ye, what's wrong with you? Is there something urgent? Don't scare your brother!"

He quickly chased after him.

Run all the way.

Qin Ye kept repeating the name of 'Zong Zhengchen' in his heart, rushed back to the mansion, and ran to his own yard:

“Grind! Someone, grind it for me!”

It has only been half a day, and she can hardly remember anything about Zong Zhengchen.

She was afraid of forgetting.

I am even more afraid that when we meet again one day, we will be strangers.