Chapter 120 Yihuan, You Are Not That Kind of Person
Qiao Wanyan held onto the wall of the car but couldn't stop her body from shaking, but there was no expression of fear on her face.
The car suddenly sank, and the moment Qiao Wanyan raised her head, a look of panic appeared on her face.
He Zhiyu cut the thick rope between the carriage and the horse with a sword, and the carriage stopped instantly.
But the frightened horse still did not stop, and galloped forward like crazy. He Zhiyu ignored the horse, and Jing Yuan, who was far away, galloped towards the out-of-control horse.
The moment the car door opened, He Zhiyu saw Qiao Wanyan, who was extremely frightened and about to cry, sitting on the ground with one hand covering her chest.
Her delicate body trembled slightly, and her long and curled eyelashes were covered with tiny tears, like morning dew condensed on the petals, crystal clear like the stars in the vast sky.
He Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to step forward to comfort her, he suddenly saw Qiao Wanyan stand up and throw herself into his arms.
He Zhiyu was stunned, and an indescribable emotion suddenly hit him like a tide.
The sound of Qiao Wanyan sobbing softly rang out in his arms. He placed his big hand gently on her back and stroked it, his tone surprisingly gentle and affectionate.
"It's okay. We're safe now."
Qiao Wanyan choked up, her clear voice trembling: "Your Highness, I'm so scared."
He Zhiyu put his other hand around her slender waist, and the light floral fragrance filled his nose. Almost in an instant, his mind went blank.
The beauty was as soft and delicate as water. Not to mention that He Zhiyu was holding her at this moment, even when He Yanli was holding her hand in the past, her ears felt as hot as a red-hot iron.
"Don't be afraid, Wanyan. I'm here and I'll be with you."
When Qiao Yihuan rushed over, she heard these words. Her feet felt heavy as if they were filled with lead. She stood frozen in place, watching the prince gently hugging another woman and coaxing another woman.
When Qiao Wanyan saw her coming, she suddenly raised her hands and hugged He Zhiyu's waist.
He Zhiyu paused for a moment, and said in a gentle and soothing tone, "It's okay, don't be afraid."
Zi Yuan finally ran over, "Why are you glaring at my young lady, young lady? My young lady is frightened, shouldn't you comfort her?"
Qiao Yihuan frowned, "I didn't!"
He Zhiyu looked over and instantly understood why Wanyan suddenly hugged him.
She did it on purpose because she knew Yihuan was coming.
Zi Yuan snorted, her tone was gloomy, "Yes, Miss said there is no, then there is no, I was talking nonsense~ I was wrong~"
After she finished speaking, she muttered softly, "Before, you sent someone to poison me, but you suffered the consequences, and now you are glaring at my young lady."
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Qiao Yihuan shouted angrily.
Zi Yuan didn't say anything, but she pouted her lips, looking aggrieved and unconvinced.
He Zhiyu looked at Qiao Yihuan deeply, then looked away calmly in an instant.
He leaned forward slightly and carried Qiao Wanyan down. Then he got off the carriage without looking at anyone and strode towards his own carriage.
Qiao Yihuan's pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant. After a moment, he turned around and looked at them, his face extremely pale.
Qiao Wanyan looked at her, blinked at her with one eye, and the smile that rose at the corner of her mouth was an undisguised mockery.
Just like she said before, if she can bear the injustice, she should continue to bear it.
"Every time I get hurt, His Highness will be the first to appear and protect me. Wanyan is really happy."
He Zhiyu's pupils trembled slightly, and the lingering affection that he revealed inadvertently was the most touching.
Just as Qiao Wanyan was placed in the carriage, Qiao Yihuan's voice was heard outside.
"Your Highness, I have something to tell you!"
He Zhiyu lowered his eyes, and Qiao Wanyan immediately grabbed his sleeve. Without saying a word, she looked at him with burning eyes. The corners of her eyes were red with tears from the fear just now, and she looked so delicate and pitiful no matter how you looked at her.
Qiao Yihuan was looking forward to him coming down, even if it was just to send someone to send Qiao Wanyan back first out of pity, as long as he didn't leave with her at this moment.
Seeing Qiao Wanyan's provocative attitude just now, she even suspected that she was the one who staged the carriage out of control today.
She deliberately took away His Highness and everything that belonged to her.
The car window was opened, and He Zhiyu's dignified and extraordinary face appeared in her sight.
"Let's talk about it another day. Your sister is frightened and can't leave home, so I'll take her back."
Qiao Yihuan opened his thin lips slightly, as if he had heard an extremely absurd fairy tale, and all his expectations and hopes collapsed in an instant.
She took a step forward and glanced at Qiao Wanyan's provocative and arrogant look. The anger in her heart rose like a flame, and the sense of crisis made her unable to calm down.
"If she can't leave, Ziyuan is here too. She grew up with Ziyuan and they must be close. Wan Yan is lucky that nothing happened to her. I also have something very important to tell His Highness."
She wanted to tell the prince who was responsible for causing her diarrhea that day, and who had sent the bowl of Tremella soup that she drank to Mingxiang Pavilion in the name of the prince.
She wanted to tell the prince what kind of person Qiao Wanyan was.
What a vicious heart is hidden under that false appearance!
He Zhiyu frowned slightly, "She is your sister. I have seen how much she cared about you in the past. How important is it that you can ignore the shock she suffered? Yihuan, you are not that kind of person."
The windows were rolled down and the carriage drove away.
Qiao Yihuan staggered and almost fell. His Highness would not treat her like this, never.
In the past, even if Qiao Wanyan deliberately acted pitiful, His Highness still cared about her feelings and would never embarrass herself in this way.
But now........
His Highness really cared about what happened at the banquet that day, and he really did dislike himself a little in his heart.
What should she do? What should she do?
Who can help her?
Mo Xiao hurried to the study and recounted in detail what had happened on Fengyu Street, focusing on how the Crown Prince carried Miss Qiao into the carriage.
The teacup in He Yanli's hand was crushed by him. "What does this insignificant matter have to do with me?"
Mo Xiao smacked his lips, haha, and he silently counted ten numbers.
nineteen.......
Without saying the last eight numbers, He Yanli asked casually, "What happened to that horse? The horses raised in the Shangshu Mansion are all well-trained, how could they get out of control for no reason?"
Mo Xiao’s inner thoughts: Look, look at this hypocritical face!
What did you say when you were in Beiming City?
When I return to the capital, I will make her regret being born into this world.
Those who betray my sincerity should commit suicide to avoid dirtying my hands.
What about now? If someone's hand is burned, they will instinctively give him a blow.
If he can't see that the prince is hypocritical, he would be a complete fool.
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