Zhu Qianchi was carried away, but his strange laughter and the words he said before leaving lingered in the air for a long time.

Within three months, Nanyuan will destroy the country...

Emperor Nanyuan subconsciously looked at Ling Yixing.

In the past few years, King Chen's offensive has become more and more fierce. He was somewhat worried, but when he thought of Ling Yixing's divination, he felt relieved.

Zhu Qianchi's words aroused the worries in his heart.

Ling Yixing lowered his eyes: "Your Majesty, his words cannot be trusted."

Between good and evil, Ling Yixing, who is as clean and elegant as a star, is more trustworthy than Zhu Qianchi, who has vicious eyes engraved on his body.

But, speaking of His Highness liking Ling Ye...

The emperor looked at the two of them and asked, "Boss, is what you just said true?"

Qin Ye was stunned.

Regardless of the real reason why Jun Yuyang excused her, there was no way she would marry him.

He immediately said, "I...thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but I already have someone I love, and I'm afraid I'll let you down."

Put on a full show and reject it directly.

Jun Yuyang was also pretending, and tried to persuade Qin Ye to stay with a regretful tone, but was still rejected by Qin Ye. He looked very sad and sighed repeatedly.

Emperor Nanyuan patted him on the shoulder and said a few words of comfort.

There are too many people in this world who cannot be loved, and you will meet more suitable ones in the future.

After comforting him, he turned around and asked Qin Ye:

"I didn't expect you to be so infatuated with Shen Aiqing."

Qin Ye was stunned. The emperor mistakenly thought that her lover was Shen Shichen. When she was about to explain, Emperor Nanyuan said:

"You are already twenty years old, but you are still unmarried. I guess you are waiting for Mr. Shen."

"Your Majesty, I..."

"Since you two are in love, I will make the decision for you and approve your marriage. You can get married at a good time in three months."

“…”

Finished!

The matter has become a big deal.

.

The matter was finally over. When I returned, I not only brought Ai Ai, but also a marriage certificate.

Headache.

Qin Ye and Ling Yixing supported Ai Ai and were in a hurry to leave the palace. They ignored everything else and their first priority was to treat Ai Ai.

On the long palace road, a voice suddenly shouted from behind:

"Qin Ye."

Qin Ye was worried about Ai Ai with all his heart. At this moment, when he heard the voice, he turned back subconsciously without having time to think.

Seven or eight meters away, Jun Yuyang and the other two were shocked. Their pupils dilated violently, and something was shaking.

It's her...

It's really her!

Qin Ye turned his head and suddenly reacted.

How do they know her name?

She lives as 'Ling Ye'.

She...froze for a moment.

"Xiao Ye?" Ling Yixing turned his head, looked at her inquiringly, and asked silently.

The expression on Qin Ye's face was a little stiff, but he quickly calmed down. As long as she didn't say it, who would know about her soul traveling?

Then, he pretended to explain casually: "Nothing, I thought you were calling me, and I heard you do the splits; brother, let's go."

The two men supported Ai Ai and left.

Jun Yuyang and the other two stood there stiffly. Under the scorching sun, they felt their hands and feet go cold and were shocked as if they had seen a ghost.

"Is it...her? Is it really her..." Jun Qingyu's mouth was pale as a trace of blood. His lips were trembling as he spoke, and he could hardly pronounce the words clearly.

"How could there be such an inexplicable thing in the world? Is it just a coincidence? But if it was a coincidence, why would she show her goodwill to King Chen?" Jun Yilin's heart was filled with extremely complicated emotions.

I long for her, yet I am afraid that it is her.

I am looking forward to seeing her, but I dare not face her.

"She seems to have forgotten everything that happened in the past, and she doesn't remember us either? If it was really her, she would have gone to find Prince Chen and the child long ago, but if it wasn't her, why was she called Qin Ye instead of Ling Ye?"

Jun Yuyang held Qin Ye's booklet, his palms trembling and his lips humming.

Is it her?

Not her?

Is it her?

Sister, could it be you?

Are you living under another identity, giving us a chance to admit our mistakes and forgive our sins?