Although Miss Yan once scolded Jian Yuer in the game plot, Yan Yiming was also very clear that Jian Yuer was a simple and kind-hearted heroine. It was purely a coincidence that Jian Yuer invited Nangong Xuan to Fuyu Mountain to appreciate the flowers.
Jian Yuer had no idea that Miss Yan had also invited the prince to appreciate the flowers, but even so, her expression still changed.
There was no other reason, it was just because Yan Yiming was the daughter of the Duke of Dingguo, and Jian Yuer was the daughter of the prime minister of the current dynasty. They were both rich or noble, and they were "good sisters" who would often drink tea and talk together.
It is precisely because of this that Jian Yuer knows how deep Yan Yiming's feelings for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are.
She didn't know the prince. She only met him once when the prince came to the prime minister's residence to visit his brother a few days ago. Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is of noble status, he is well-spoken and talented, and his brother is His Royal Highness's closest playmate. How could Jian Yuer, a lady living in seclusion, not to mention that the Crown Prince treats her with extra patience and doting.
Thinking of Nangong Xuan's handsome appearance, Jian Yuer blushed slightly and thought, who wouldn't like such a favored child of heaven, even Miss Yan who had so many suitors knocking on her door.
Jian Yuer was immersed in the sweetness of her acquaintance with the prince until she suddenly turned around and found that Yan Yiming, whom she had deliberately forgotten in recent days, was standing not far away, her beautiful eyes looking at them with shock and disbelief.
Jian Yuer's face suddenly turned pale. She suddenly remembered that at the beginning of the year, Yan Yiming told her when they were playing together that when March came, he would definitely invite His Highness to go to Fuyushan Mountain to appreciate the flowers.
"Sister Yan, I..." Jian Yu'er's heart was in a mess. She watched Yan Yiming walk in step by step. She stood up from the stone bench in a panic, "I, I just..."
I am just what? The words came to my lips but I didn't know how to explain them.
Nangong Xuan did not expect Yan Yiming to appear here. When Yan Yiming appeared here just now, Nangong Xuan felt uncomfortable for a moment, but when he turned around, he saw Jian Yuer suddenly stood up, and her pretty face turned pale.
Nangong Xuan felt sorry for Jian Yuer, and when he looked at Yan Yiming again, he said coldly, "Why are you here?"
Jian Yuyan failed to stop Yan Yiming, and his face darkened immediately. Miss Yan's temper was too cruel, especially when it came to Nangong Xuan. He stepped forward to protect Jian Yuer and said, "Miss Yan, today I came here with the prince to appreciate the flowers, and brought Yuer with me."
He protected Jian Yuer in his heart and regarded Yan Yiming as a monster.
Yan Yiming's steps as he approached paused.
She glanced at Jian Yuxian, her eyes were clear and penetrating, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of her lips, "What does Master Jian think I want to do?"
Jian Yuyan suddenly remembered the excuse he had made to stop her outside, and when he saw Yan Yiming didn't move, he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
Yan Yiming didn't want to say anything more to Jian Yuyan. That extremely beautiful face showed too many complicated emotions at the moment. Maybe it was because he wanted to laugh at Nangong Xuan's words, but he felt so sad that he couldn't even laugh. He stared at Nangong Xuan with clear eyes and said slowly,
"This is not the royal private garden, so why can't I be here?"
Nangong Xuan was stunned. Based on his understanding of Yan Yiming, if he saw him being alone with another woman today, especially after he rejected her, he would definitely fly into a rage and would immediately beat up the woman next to him. That's why he subconsciously shouted at Yan Yiming to go away.
However, Yan Yiming today was not what she had imagined. She was not angry, nor did she speak harshly, but was as calm as a pool of water.
Unlike his usual domineering appearance, Nangong Xuan lost some of his disgust, "A Ming, that's not what I meant."
Yan Yiming raised his eyes and glanced at the timid Jian Yuer with a half-smile, "Then what does Your Highness mean? Do you think that I knew that you and Miss Jian came here on purpose?"
Nangong Xuan pursed his lips, he indeed thought so.
But then I thought, how could Yan Yiming know?
"I don't have the ability to predict the future," Yan Yiming said calmly, lowering his eyes. "I told Your Highness that we would go to Fuyu Mountain to enjoy the flowers today. Your Highness broke the appointment, but this did not affect my coming here to enjoy the flowers. Instead, Your Highness told me that he had something important to discuss with Master Jian today. Master Jian said that Your Highness was busy with official business and returned to the East Palace early, but why are you here?"
Nangong Xuan hated being questioned, but Yan Yiming was not aggressive this time. After all, he was the one who broke the appointment first. He was preparing to explain, but Yan Yiming said, "I overstepped my bounds. Your Highness, just pretend you didn't hear anything."
Nangong Xuan was stunned and looked at Yan Yiming, not knowing what she was thinking for a moment.
However, after Jian Yuer learned that Yan Yiming and Nangong Xuan had already made an appointment, she was so flustered that she didn't dare to look at Yan Yiming and hurriedly explained, "Sister Yan, I didn't know that you and His Highness had already..."
After hearing Jian Yuer's words, Nangong Xuan seemed to come back to his senses suddenly.
Although everyone in the capital knew that Miss Yan loved him, he had never really thought about marrying Yan Yiming as his crown princess. What Jian Yuer said just now made it sound as if she and Yan Yiming already had something going on.
He is the prince and can marry whomever he wants. What can Yan Yiming do to him?
He immediately said to Jian Yuer with some displeasure, "This is not your fault."
"Yes," Yan Yiming nodded and turned to Jian Yuer, "Although I invited His Highness, He did not accept my invitation. It is His Highness's will to like or dislike someone. I have never been anyone to His Highness, so why should Miss Jian explain to me?"
Yan Yiming used to call her Yu'er, but now he just calls her Miss Jian.
Jian Yuer's body swayed. Jian Yuyan held Jian Yuer with one hand, then looked down at Jian Yuer who was so anxious that she was crying. He wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he remained silent.
He was not in a position to intervene in this situation, nor did he want to.
Nangong Xuan frowned.
Because Yan Yiming never said such a thing.
She always asserted her sovereignty in a domineering and inexplicable way, which annoyed him greatly.
He had never thought about having any real relationship with Yan Yiming, but when Yan Yiming said this, Nangong Xuan did not feel as relieved as he had imagined. Instead, his heart stagnated, and he felt an indescribable bitterness and irritability.
Jian Yuer thought it was just Yan Yiming's angry words. Although she was afraid, she still explained bravely, "Sister Yan, we are to blame for what happened today..."
"Of course it's your fault," Yan Yiming said with a faint smile, "Could it be me?"
Jian Yuer's heart trembled and she shut up immediately, crying even more bitterly.
Jian Yuyan wanted to speak for his sister, but when he met Yan Yiming's cold eyes, he still had some conscience and did not speak.
The three of them were speechless for a moment. Yan Yiming turned his eyes to meet Nangong Xuan's gaze. "Your Highness, if you don't want to travel with me, just refuse. Why did you agree to it and make me wait for so many days with joy, only to be disappointed? You also made up those ridiculous reasons to deceive me. Your Highness ignored me for so many years, and I have never blamed you."
"I didn't mean to lie to you," said Nangong Xuan.
Yan Yiming's words struck his heart bit by bit, and every word made him feel indescribably uncomfortable. Nangong Xuan thought about all these years, no matter how Yan Yiming treated others, she never had a temper with him. Now, her fine white teeth bit her bright red lips until they turned slightly white, and she didn't look as domineering as usual, which added a lot of pity for him.
Nangong Xuan's heart softened. He lowered his voice and explained to Yan Yiming in a deep voice, "It's just that Yu'er also happened to come to Fuyu Mountain today, so I can only give up one of them."
Yan Yiming bit the base of her tongue hard, and the sudden pain almost made her eyes well up with tears.
The miserable atmosphere that they had tried so hard to create from the beginning almost collapsed because of Nangong Xuan's words. It would be better if there was no explanation at all.
When Yan Yiming first saw the card value of Nangong Xuan's EQ of 22, he thought it was a bit too low. Now it seems that 22 is really too high.
He secretly glanced at Jian Yuyan, and indeed, Jian Yuyan was shocked by Nangong Xuan's words. Who could have thought that Nangong Xuan would be so straightforward and directly create hatred for Jian Yuer. This was simply challenging Yan Yiming's limits.
Jian Yuyan glanced at Yan Yiming with a little uneasiness. Yan Yiming was crying in pain because of the bite he had given her. In the eyes of Nangong Xuan, Jian Yuyan and Jian Yuer, they thought that she was crying because of Nangong Xuan's words.
Yan Yiming endured the pain and laughed mockingly at the effect of his tearful eyes, "So, Your Highness had an appointment with a beautiful lady, so he gave me up. Miss Jian is a beauty with a gentle temperament, and is indeed much better than me. It is natural for Your Highness to like her. Well, I am sorry for disturbing Your Highness and Miss Jian and Master Jian today. I have to go back. The scenery here is very beautiful, Your Highness and Miss Jian can enjoy it slowly."
In the end, he didn't want to say anything more, so he turned around and left. Lu Mei, who was following Yan Yiming, glared at Jian Yuer angrily and timidly, then stomped her feet to catch up with Yan Yiming.
In a blink of an eye, the figures of the master and servant disappeared from sight. Nangong Xuan watched Yan Yiming's thin body getting farther and farther away, and suddenly felt an indescribable irritation in his heart.
Nangong Xuan had never coaxed a woman, he had never given up his self-esteem to pursue anyone, and he didn't think that Yan Yiming would really leave.
So when Yan Yiming's figure became farther and farther away, he just frowned slightly and then there was no more movement.
But I always felt like something was pulling at my heart, and I no longer had the mood to appreciate the flowers.
After Yan Yiming left, Jian Yuer completely collapsed as if she had lost all her strength. Nangong Xuan stood beside her and supported her. Jian Yuer, who was crying like a tearful person, choked up and said, "Sister Yan must hate me to death. I, I want to make things clear with Sister Yan..."
I wanted to catch up but my legs were so weak that I couldn't take a single step.
She naturally didn't dare to let Nangong Xuan go after her, so she could only shake Jian Yuyan's arm vigorously, "Sister Yan only has a maid and not even a maid by her side, brother, please send her back..."
Jian Yuyan helped Jian Yuer onto the stone bench and touched her head, "I would have gone even if you didn't say so."
"I...Brother, please tell Sister Yan that it's not what she thinks. I will go to Dingguo Mansion to look for her tomorrow..."
Jian Yuyan simply agreed, ordered his men to take good care of Nangong Xuan and Jian Yuer, then took a few steps with his long legs and disappeared behind the peach blossoms. Jian Yuer cried alone for a long time. The maids did not dare to comfort her because Nangong Xuan was present. Jian Yuer cried and cried but no one paid any attention to her, so she gradually stopped crying.
Looking up, I saw Nangong Xuanjun's face without any expression, and he called out softly, "Brother Crown Prince."
Nangong Xuan came back to his senses and hummed in a half-hearted manner.
Jian Yuer tightened her grip on the handkerchief and whispered, "I have known Sister Yan for many years, and she...really likes you..."
Nangong Xuan frowned slightly and said nothing.
Jian Yuer paused before continuing, "Tomorrow I will go to Duke Dingguo's Mansion to talk things over with Sister Yan."
"No, this matter has nothing to do with you." Perhaps realizing that his tone was too cold and frightened Jian Yuer, he slowed down his tone a little, "I mean, you don't need to worry about it anymore. It's getting dark. Si Xin, send Miss Jian back home."
Jian Yuer took the cloak handed to her by the maid and put it on. She looked around and her eyes were full of red. The sky was still bright and Nangong Xuan was still sitting there drinking tea.
How dark is it?
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