"Chen Xu, why are you becoming more and more unreasonable? What on earth has provoked you?" Murong Yan was inexplicably scolded by her and was puzzled, but seeing him crying so sadly, he couldn't bear to go up and blame her.
He walked over slowly and squatted with her by the river. He picked up a stone and skipped it on the water. His tone softened, "What's wrong? Don't cry. You're eighteen years old. How can you be so effeminate?"
"I'm going to cry, I'm going to be unreasonable, so what?"
Murong Yan gently pushed her arm and said excitedly, "Hey, Ah Xu, look, I can skip nineteen stones at once."
"I don't want to look!" She shook his hand off irritably and continued to bury her head in her arms.
Murong Yan didn't get angry. He continued to select stones and skip them on the water. He thought for a moment and tried to find a topic to comfort her: "If you ask me, Miss Liu is too aggressive and unreasonable. She should be put in a sack and dragged into the alley and beaten."
"Beat your sister!" Ye Wanqing raised her red eyes, pushed Murong Yan to the ground with both hands, and said fiercely: "If you dare to touch her, I, I promise to beat you so hard that even your own father won't recognize you!"
"Hey, why are you pushing me? Why can't you touch her? Did Miss Liu beat you into submission?"
Murong Yan was pushed to the ground unexpectedly. He sat down on the ground and looked at her innocently.
"snort!"
Murong Yan looked at her in confusion and hummed shyly. He patted the mud off his hands and stood up, not forgetting to complain: "How come you are only able to bully others at home?"
"Who is from the same nest as you!" Ye Wanqing retracted her arms like an ostrich.
Seeing Ye Wanqing still sobbing, Murong Yan gently asked A Rao what had happened. A Rao told him everything that Ye Wanqing had encountered in the general's mansion. He sighed slightly, leaned over, lifted her arm, and held her in his arms.
Ye Wanqing wanted to break free from his embrace, but she heard him soothe her in a gentle tone, "What's the big deal? Ah Xu, you're only sixteen years old and you'll grow taller. She shouldn't have called you a brat, and you shouldn't bother with me."
"She won't grow taller. She's dead... She won't grow taller anymore." She clutched the collar of his shirt tightly, crying and speaking incoherently.
"You mean Miss Ye?" Murong Yan patted her back gently to comfort her. "Ah Xu, you actually like her, right?"
Ye Wanqing was silent. She was very sad when she thought about her tragic experience, the sharp words from the people, the indifferent and laughing relatives outside the mourning hall, and the scene where only two best friends hugged each other and cried for her.
"Your Highness, I can never go back..."
Murong Yan smelled the faint scent of gardenia on her body, and his heart was in a mess. He didn't expect that Chen Xu would tease and provoke Miss Ye just because he liked her, nor did he expect that he would be so sad because of this.
He sighed and said softly, "This is my fault. I acted on my own."
"The deceased is gone, Ah Xu, don't be too sad. Don't worry, I will help you catch the murderer as soon as possible, find out the truth, and comfort Miss Ye's spirit in heaven."
Ye Wanqing raised her red eyes to look at him and sobbed, "Really?"
"Well, that's fine. Cheer up quickly. Miss Ye would definitely not like you crying like this when she was alive." Murong Yan raised his hand and wiped the tears from her cheeks.
"Thanks--"
"Murong Yan!" A magnetic and pleasant voice sounded from above his head, and the half surface of the obsidian fell from the sky like a sharp blade.
Before Ye Wanqing could react to what was happening, she heard a splash and a huge splash of water appeared on the surface of the river.
"Is it you who made my Xu'er cry?" Fu Yi retracted his foot. The sound was not loud, but it seemed as if it would freeze the entire river surface with a thick layer of ice.
Murong Yan splashed on the water, raised his hand to wipe the water off his face, and cursed: "Fu Yi, how dare you murder this prince? How dare you, a little rubbish, sneak attack me!"
"Oh, I remember His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still copying books in the Eastern Palace." Fu Yi stretched his muscles and clenched his fists, making a cracking sound. "Dare to make my Xu'er cry, and I'll cut you into eight pieces!"
Ye Wanqing was also stunned by Fu Yi's actions. There was actually someone so bold as to kick the prince into the river. The big devil was indeed fearless.
She quickly came to the rescue and said, "Brother, you misunderstood. He was trying to comfort me. Please stop fighting."
"Young Master." A Rao reported truthfully, "The Crown Prince was made to cry by County Master Liu."
"No, no!" Ye Wanqing quickly denied it, hesitating to explain, "I, I just feel that the eldest daughter of the Ye family is too pitiful. It has nothing to do with them. I am just too sentimental."
She wiped her tears vigorously and said aggrievedly: "The prince is very good, he encourages me, please don't hit him."
"Xu'er." Fu Yi stared at her red eyes from crying, his tone softened, and he patted her head lovingly: "You are so kind and innocent. He is not a good person. You can't be deceived by his sweet words."
Upon hearing this, Murong Yan was so angry that he slapped the water and quickly swam to shore, saying angrily: "Who the hell is not a good person! Don't you know who you are? And you still say that I cheated Ah Xu, but when did I ever cheat Ah Xu? But you, after giving him a slap in the face, give him a sweet date, and treat Ah Xu like a child!"
He dragged his wet clothes, hurriedly grabbed Ye Wanqing's hand, pulled her behind him, and said, "A Xu, let's go!"
Fu Yi originally wanted to reach out and hold Ye Wanqing, but he saw Ye Wanqing subconsciously retract her hand. As she followed him, she turned back and explained, "Brother, I, I have something important to discuss with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. You, you should go home first."
"Master, you are too impulsive. He is a prince after all." A Rao advised calmly, "If you do this, our Marquis will be impeached."
"Next time I see Xu'er crying, I will kick him into the river again."
A Rao: “???”
"Aren't you Xu'er's personal maid? Why don't you follow them? If that boy does anything out of line, just chop off his hands. I'll take care of anything that happens."
"Yes." A Rao nodded and jogged to catch up with the two of them.
At this moment, a dark shadow gently landed on the tree, "Young Master, an urgent message from the Southern Territory."
Fu Yi's magnetic voice said in surprise, "What?"
"The head of the family gives you two days to appear in her study. Otherwise, she will..." The shadow hesitated, as if trying to suppress a laugh. He paused and said, "I will hang you and the Marquis together and beat you."
"Murong Yan, you can't afford to play this game!" Fu Yi clenched his fists angrily and punched a tree trunk as thick as his arm. The trunk broke with a sound, and the branches, leaves and petals fell into the river together.
"Young Master, please go back quickly."
"Prepare the horses!" Fu Yi strode towards the main road, turning back to order, "Leave two people to secretly protect the prince. Report to me if anything happens in the capital."
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