In the evening, Yunying came back and Qin Ye had been waiting for her.
Seeing her come back, he stood up.
Yun Ying's expression was not very good: "Princess, I..."
"You don't have to tell me anything," Qin Ye interrupted her, "I just want to tell you two things. First, Zhang Fei's death has nothing to do with you. You don't have to blame yourself."
"Secondly, you and the young marquis like each other. Did something happen that caused you to say that?"
"If you don't want to tell me, that's fine, but remember, I'm always by your side and will always help you. You can trust me unconditionally. As long as you need me, I will do my best to help you."
Here, Qin Ye made his point clear.
Yun Ying's eyes couldn't help but turn red:
"princess……"
Choked.
The emotion that welled up in my heart was beyond words.
She knew that the princess treated her very well, just like her own sister, but if the princess knew that Zhang Fei’s death was related to her, would she still favor her?
Does she dare to say it?
She didn't dare.
Zhang Fei, like her, is close to the princess, and she doesn't want to make things difficult for her.
Furthermore, she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart, and there was no possibility for her and the young marquis to be together.
She clenched her hands, resisted the urge to cry, and choked:
"Nothing happened. I have become more mature and sensible than before. I was too reckless before. Now I understand that love should not be promised lightly."
Qin Ye was stunned:
"You mean, you and the young marquis will never be together?"
"yes!"
"You're lying." Qin Ye stepped forward, "If he's not in your heart, why are your eyes red?"
"I……"
"Has something happened?"
"I..." Yun Ying's eyes flickered slightly, but she quickly remained calm, suppressing all emotions and trying to keep her tone as steady as usual.
"Thank you for your concern, Princess. I'm fine. Nothing happened. You don't have to worry about me and the young marquis anymore. If we are destined to be together, we will be together in the end."
"It's getting late, you should go to bed early."
After saying that, she bowed and walked away quickly.
Qin Ye frowned.
After a visit to Gu's house, she changed completely?
Something must have happened.
"Someone," she said loudly, "ask Jing Yi to find some time to come and see me. I have something to ask him."
This way.
Yunying ran back to her room, and Yue'er followed her in: "Yunying, why are you and the young marquis so upset?"
She asked with concern, feeling somewhat guilty inside.
She was the one who killed Zhang Fei...
"Nothing." Yun Ying sat on the bed, her voice light and expression light, not wanting to mention more.
"But the young marquis is so good to you, do you have the heart to reject him? If you miss him, you may never meet such a good person again in your life." Yue'er advised.
Yun Ying lowered her eyes, "Sister Yue'er, go to bed early."
She changed the subject.
Yue Er continued:
"Don't be stupid. How many people dream of marrying the young marquis? You must seize the opportunity. Men's hearts are fickle. When he doesn't like you anymore, it will be useless for you to regret it."
Yun Ying pursed her lips, not wanting to hear any more news about the young marquis.
Starting today, she tried to let it go.
He lowered his eyes and kept silent, as if he didn't hear a word.
Yue'er said a few more words, but received no response. Instead, she caught sight of something and exclaimed:
"Yun Ying, why is there blood on your skirt?!"
Yun Ying's body tensed up, and she subconsciously grabbed her skirt. Seeing the dried blood on the side of her skirt, she couldn't help but think of last night...
Her face suddenly turned as ugly as if she had eaten a fly.
"nothing!"
She rolled up her skirt to hide herself, grabbed Yue'er's hand, and pushed her out:
"I'm going to bed first, Sister Yue'er, see you tomorrow!"
She pushed the person out, closed the door, took off her skirt, her eyes full of hatred, rushed to the table, picked up the scissors, and cut it into pieces desperately...
Outside the door.
Yue'er was a little confused.
Why does Yunying feel guilty when this is mentioned, as if she has done something wrong?
If it was menstrual blood, no matter how much it was, it would not be possible to stain the hem of the skirt. In addition, Yunying's skirt was wrinkled and dusty, very messy, and a little disheveled.
Could it be that...
She suddenly thought of something, her eyes widened suddenly, she covered her mouth in shock and almost screamed.
Oh my god!
Could it be that Yunying had been raped by someone and lost her virginity, so she doesn't dare to marry the young marquis?