"???"

"It is not a sin for a woman to cry. Even the strongest man has the right to be tired."

“…”

Yun Ying's face turned dark and she almost laughed out of anger. Could it be that this guy was a funny guy hired by the monkey? What on earth is he thinking about all day long?

"Let me go."

"Yun Ying, you really don't have to pretend to be strong in front of me. I know your wound hurts a lot, you're just embarrassed to cry. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this. This is a little secret between us."

“…”

It was strangling her neck.

He reached out and grabbed the soft flesh on his waist.

"ah!--"

Ling Qianyi jumped three feet high in pain. When he recovered, his eyes were filled with tears, as if he had suffered a great injustice. He looked at her with great accusation and sniffed sadly.

This woman...

So cruel!

"You are a domestic abuser."

"???"

“This is truly despicable behavior!”

"?"

"I, Ling Qianyi, am the only one in the world who can tolerate your bad temper. If it were any other man, he would have divorced you long ago."

“…”

Yun Ying pursed her lips, and only then realized that she had unknowingly moved closer to him again...

There is a difference in identity.

He was really nice, but she didn't dare to have any hope. She suppressed her guilty conscience and slowly lowered her head.

"Thank you for visiting me, young marquis. I'm a little tired and want to rest for a while."

Ling Qianyi sat in front of the bed and asked, "Do you always thank others with just words?"

"Um?"

Yun Ying was stunned for a moment and looked up in confusion.

As soon as she raised her head, the young man held her face, then moved his handsome face closer and enlarged it.

Baji!

One bite.

Her whole body suddenly stiffened.

The moment the two pairs of eyes met, the boy froze for a moment. After he reacted, his eyes flickered and his cheeks flushed, as if he had touched a hot potato or seen a ghost. He stood up and rushed out, disappearing in two seconds.

Yun Ying was even more confused: "???"

Was he the one who did it?

He was the one who ran away?

What do you mean?

She lowered her head in a daze, and gently stroked the place on her cheek where she had just been kissed. It seemed as if the boy's body temperature was still imprinted on it, warm and light...

Thinking back to how he appeared tough and domineering on the outside but was actually blushing, and how he was strong on the outside but soft on the inside, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up and a faint smile slipped across them.

"Why are you smiling so sweetly? Is there something good happening?"

At the door, Yue'er came in at some point, smiling with eyes curved, looking at Yunying with a scrutinizing look.

Yun Ying quickly regained her focus, cleared away the messy thoughts in her mind, and said:

"The young marquis told me a joke."

"What a joke! Let me listen to it and have fun."

“…”

Let’s not continue this topic.

"Aren't you going to accompany the princess?"

"The princess and Princess Feng went out and didn't allow anyone to accompany them, so I came back." Yue'er did not mention Jing Yi's visit, and forgot to return the small bamboo flute.

She walked to the bed and said with a smile:

"Yun Ying, I see that the young marquis really cares about you. Aren't you moved?"

Yun Ying was stunned, "I..."

"As long as you ask the princess for permission, she will definitely grant your wish. By then, you will be the wife of the young marquis!"

As long as Yunying marries the young marquis, Master Jing will be hers.

Yun Ying's face was very dull.

The young marquis’ wife?

She never dared to think about it?

Look at yourself, who is of low status and mediocrity, and then look at the young marquis's fiancée whom you met at the Dingguo Marquis' Mansion that day, Gu Qingqing, the daughter of the Gu family, a flamboyant and confident, powerful and doted noble lady.

A woman like that is a perfect match for him.

Not her.

She lowered her eyes and said in a calm voice: "I will not marry the young marquis."