Ning Xihua walked in the garden and exclaimed that this garden was really big.

It was probably because she chose to walk in remote places with few people. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, she didn't see any seats or pavilions for people to rest, but only layers of peach trees.

Ning Xihua had a laziness attack and really didn't want to leave.

At this time, a sweet voice of a young girl came from the peach forest ahead.

“Your Highness…”

"It's my fault. I was late today because of something else. Li'er was wronged."

Ning Xihua raised her eyebrows, pulled Song Yi behind her, and carefully brushed away the peach branches in front of her. As expected, she saw the hero and heroine talking to each other.

The little white flower was seen leaning in the male protagonist's arms shyly, and the male protagonist seemed to be enjoying it very much.

Little White Flower shook her head gently, "Thanks to Your Highness, Li'er for all her grievances when she saw Your Highness."

The male protagonist's hormones suddenly burst out, and he stroked the little white flower's cheek, "With me here, Li'er doesn't have to be afraid of anything."

Then, the male protagonist slowly lifted up Little White Flower's chin. Little White Flower closed her eyes, fluttered her eyelashes, and offered her her sweet lips with a flushed face...

Boy, is this exciting?

Ning Xihua gently let go of the peach branch, shook off the goose bumps all over her body, turned around, and did not forget to help Song Yi beside her close her open jaw, and covered her shocked eyes.

"Princess...Princess..." Song Yi shouted in a low voice.

Well, the child was scared. It was all the fault of the male and female protagonists, who didn't find a suitable place to be intimate, and tarnished her daughter Song Yi's pure little heart.

Ning Xihua took Song Yi and quietly retreated a distance. After making sure that they were far enough away that the two people couldn't hear her, she said to Song Yi, "Are you scared?"

Song Yi shook her head, a little shy: "That's not the case, I just didn't expect Miss Lin to be so pure and innocent in normal times, but so... reckless in private."

"It's hard to say anything when they are in love."

Song Yi, however, did not think so: "They are not even engaged yet. If we were an ordinary family like Miss Lin, taking the initiative like this would be looked down upon if the man's family knew about it."

Ning Xihua tapped Song Yi's head and teased her, "You are so young, but you know a lot. What would I do if I were like that?"

Song Yi opened her big watery eyes wide and said in confusion: "The princess would definitely not do this. But if the princess is so proactive, then the county horse master must be a very good man!"

Ning Xihua laughed. The little girl was indeed her little fangirl. Her values ​​were based on hers.

Song Yi was promoted to be her personal maid after she followed her to Yizhou. The little girl was clever and loyal. After being promoted, she worked diligently and hard to learn various skills from experienced maids. Even the old lady in Yizhou praised her.

"Princess, shall we go then?" Song Yi looked back at the way they came and gestured to return the same way.

When Ning Xihua thought of the endless stream of people coming up to her to chat with her, she shook her head and refused decisively.

She glanced at the wall on the right and came up with an idea.

The clothes Ning Xihua was wearing today were really a bit of a hindrance. She took off her coat and stuffed it to Song Yi, then lifted up her skirt and tied a knot. Then, under Song Yi's desperate look, she nimbly climbed over the wall.

She hadn't seen the porch on the wall all the way here, so she guessed it was on the other side.

This time, the Fourth Princess borrowed the favor of Concubine Sun Gui and borrowed Wei Garden to hold a banquet, but she only allowed the Crown Prince to open most of the front garden. The other side of the wall must be the back garden that was not open this time.

There should be no one coming to the back garden, so she can go back when the time is right. She won't have to run into the little white flower and the male protagonist, nor will she have to go back the same way to deal with those young men and women. It's perfect.

Song Yi looked up at her carefree princess on the wall and was truly filled with despair.

"Princess, your headdress will be loose..."

"It's okay, I'm just holding you up."

"Princess, your clothes will get wrinkled..."

"It's okay. I was paying attention to it when I turned it over. Besides, I won't give you the coat anymore. It won't get wrinkled."

Ning Xi Hua Xiao waved his hand and said firmly.

"Then Princess, have you ever thought that I might not be able to climb up..." Song Yi looked at Ning Xihua with tears in her eyes.

Ning Xihua finally reacted and patted his forehead in annoyance: "Oh... I forgot. I'm sorry, Song Yi."

Although Ning Xihua followed the nanny to learn the rules and regulations in Yizhou, she did not stop doing things like climbing up the roof and tearing off the tiles. The old lady and the whole family spoiled her, and Song Yi was not surprised.

But Song Yi really couldn't climb over the wall. Every time Ning Xihua climbed over the wall to climb up a tree, she could only wait helplessly below.

"Why don't you follow the wall to find the entrance? I'll wait for you inside. If you run into other people, just tell them that my coat is dirty and I told you to get some."

"That's all we can do. Princess, please be careful. I'll be right in."

Song Yi did not expect her princess to be able to turn back obediently. In the end, she could only hold her coat and helplessly watch her princess's elegant back disappear over the wall.

Ning Xihua jumped down from the wall, adjusted the hem of her skirt, and then leisurely began to stroll around Weiyuan, a place that had never been open to the public. No one disturbed her along the way, and she walked quietly in the beautiful scenery of the flowing water, winding corridors and endless peach blossoms, feeling relaxed.

After she was tired from walking around, she saw a pavilion on a rockery not far away. It had eaves and hanging curtains, and looked particularly quiet. From that location, one could see the entire garden from a high vantage point. Ning Xihua was delighted, lifted her skirt, and walked towards the pavilion.

As soon as she opened the curtains, Ning Xihua felt something was wrong before she could even admire the exquisite decoration of the room. The next second, she was grabbed by the arm and thrown hard onto the couch by the window.

Ning Xihua subconsciously stood up and struggled, but the man restrained her hands with one hand, pinched her neck with another hand, and restrained her kicking legs with one leg.

Ning Xihua tried her best but failed to shake this man at all.

During the struggle, Ning Xihua raised her eyes and saw the man's face clearly. It was the young man in white whom she met on the boat before!

Her first reaction was that this man was finally going to kill to silence the witnesses.

The young man grabbed her neck and used great force, as if he really intended to strangle her to death.

Ning Xihua was struck by a suffocating feeling and couldn't even utter a cry for help.

Ning Xihua subconsciously hugged his wrist and tried to pull his hand away. The man immediately loosened his grip when she hugged him, but he still didn't let go of her hand.

Ning Xihua finally came back to her senses from suffocation and felt a sharp pain in her neck.

Although the man's hands did not exert any more force, they were still wrapped around her neck like an iron chain, making her feel the threat of death.

His brain was deprived of oxygen and he felt a little dizzy for a moment, but Ning Xihua still felt something was wrong.

If he wanted to kill someone and silence them, he would have done it on the ship long ago, without waiting until now. And this man's current state seems to be a little strange.

She hugged the wrist that held her life and death, tried to calm herself down, steady her breathing, and looked carefully at the person who was strangling her.

The man's eyes were red, and the bloodshot in them made his stunning pupils appear a little out of focus. Veins were throbbing on his forehead, and he exuded a terrifying brutality and murderous intent.

Ning Xihua suddenly felt that this person definitely did not want to kill her.

Even though his hands were still firmly grasping her neck, even though there was no emotion but only bloodlust in his eyes when he looked at her, she inexplicably felt that this man seemed to be restraining himself from hurting her with great difficulty.