Chapter 82 Why is Qiao Er's temperament so powerful?
Liu Yanran felt horrified when she saw her pretending to be frightened. She clearly had all the advantages, but why did she not be able to say a word in defense with just a few words from her?
She couldn't explain why she came to the capital to find Yihuan at all costs.
She couldn't explain why Qiao Wanyan didn't kill her halfway through.
She didn't know how to explain, and even didn't know how to fight back when Qiao Wanyan threw dirty water at her.
Her heart was beating violently, and Liu Yanran felt like she was going crazy.
Qiao Wanyan said word by word, "Who would believe you if you said I bullied my sister? Who would believe a lie that doesn't exist?"
"If I really bullied her, you wouldn't have the chance to provoke me like this in front of me."
Liu Yanran's head was buzzing. She reached out to push her away and just wanted to stay away from her.
Qiao Wanyan staggered back two steps, and just as she stood firm, she saw He Zhiyu kicking Liu Yanran to the ground.
The force was quite strong, and Liu Yanran's body hit the table on the side heavily and fell to the ground with a thud, grimacing in pain.
Qiao Wanyan was full of disdain. For people who are not strong inside and have an unstable core, it is easy for them to do irrational things if they are pushed to the point of collapse.
Essentially, Liu Yanran is no different from Xiaoying.
"Are you okay?" He Zhiyu walked up to her and asked.
Qiao Wanyan took a step back and kept a good distance, her tone was deliberately distant and polite, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I am fine."
He Zhiyu's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. He lowered his eyes and took a glance before retracting it.
Qiao Wanyan said softly, "Your Highness should have figured out what you wanted to know. Can I rest now? I am a little tired of being treated as a murderer for no reason."
"I am not..."
That’s not what I meant. He Zhiyu said these words but didn’t say them out loud.
She certainly wouldn't believe it.
I misunderstood her in the palace, and I came here just to explain it to her.
He didn't care whether Liu Yanran was dead or alive.
"I don't treat you as a prisoner."
Qiao Wanyan turned her head away and said in a choked voice, "I don't believe it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a tear fell from his eye at just the right moment.
It was like a finishing touch, causing He Zhiyu's fingertips to tremble slightly. Even her proud little temper did not feel the slightest bit of affectation, but instead it was like a huge rock falling into her heart, stirring up thousands of waves.
Jing Yuan silently dragged Liu Yanran away with her mouth covered. He glanced at Zi Yuan out of the corner of his eye, thinking of asking Zi Yuan to retreat as well.
Who would have thought that Zi Yuan didn't even look at him, but knelt on the ground, quietly looking at the two of them with a gossipy look on her face.
Jing Yuan had no choice but to use one hand to pull Zi Yuan out, but the door was not closed.
After leaving the door, Ziyuan shook off Jingyuan's hand fiercely and twisted Jingyuan with all her strength.
Jingyuan grimaced in pain but dared not make a sound.
This girl, why is she still being so stubborn?
He means well, but how could he be so tactless as a servant of his master?
He Zhiyu took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. The candlelight shining on Qiao Wanyan was blocked by He Zhiyu's tall figure.
Looking from the back, Qiao Wanyan was completely blocked, and the two people at the door could not see anything.
Jing Yuan secretly sighed in his heart, His Highness is really possessed by a demon. Why are you trying to coax Miss Qiao Er? Miss Qiao Er is just pretending!
She had often called herself a watchdog in the past, but she was not the kind of person who would really let herself be wronged!
"That day at the entrance of Mingyue Tower, I wanted to explain to you that I had misunderstood you."
Qiao Wanyan still didn't look at her. She lowered her eyes and remained silent. Her long raven-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a shadow that concealed the impatience in her eyes.
"My mother was unhappy, so I had to lie to you and said I was going to find ointment for you and take you to the Pharmacist Valley. That day you went to Kunning Palace, and I thought you had exposed my lie, so I treated you coldly. It was my fault."
Jing Yuan silently withdrew his gaze. His Highness actually apologized to the daughter of a minister?
He suddenly felt something was not right. A person like His Highness would never apologize to someone easily.
Your Highness is the crown prince, second only to the emperor.
It is only natural for someone to die for His Highness, but now His Highness is actually apologizing to a woman.
Jingyuan felt that His Highness was probably being led astray by Miss Qiao's arrogant temper and was bewitched.
This kind of transformation, this kind of indulgence is not good.
Qiao Wanyan slowly lowered her gaze to his dignified and restrained face, her pair of peach blossom eyes still misty as if she was crying in the rain.
The moment their eyes met, He Zhiyu felt his heartstrings tremble slightly, an indescribable feeling rose from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his brain was buzzing.
"Your Highness is the crown prince, second only to the emperor and above all others. With such a noble status, how can it be bad?"
Qiao Wanyan's figure was as thin as paper. It was heartbreaking to see a beautiful woman crying, let alone such a beautiful woman.
Even if he cried and cursed, he couldn't get angry at all. Instead, he felt that he really deserved to die.
Jing Yuan pursed his lips and couldn't help but whisper to Zi Yuan beside him: "Why is your young lady so bad-tempered? My prince has already stepped down, but she is still throwing a tantrum."
Zi Yuan looked him up and down, and finally rolled her eyes at him.
Her cherry lips parted slightly but no sound came out, but Jing Yuan's eyes widened visibly.
Is it necessary to curse so dirty?
How can a little girl be so aggressive?
Qiao Wanyan lowered her eyes, "I don't blame your highness, I just blame my bad luck. That day I met His Highness Prince Jing again in Mingyue Tower, and Prince Jing also bullied me. Does it seem that I am so easy to bully?"
Her voice was soft and gentle, full of grievance, and He Zhiyu suddenly felt that she was like a provoked kitten with its fur standing on end.
It showed its sharp claws, but without any aggression.
"Don't cry. I will never distrust you again."
He Zhiyu had no experience in comforting girls. Compared to Yihuan, Qiao Wanyan was really hard to coax and would not be easily forgiven with just an apology.
But at the moment, he didn't show any impatience, he was just thinking about how to stop her from crying.
Tsuru Chiyu changed the subject, "Where did you go just now?"
Qiao Wanyan suddenly looked at him, "Where do you think I've been, Your Highness?"
He Zhiyu was silent, and Qiao Wanyan frowned, "Your Highness, do you think I went to find Yun Heng? Do you think it's against the rules for me to go to a man's room in the middle of the night?"
"I didn't mean that!"
He Zhiyu immediately explained, why did Qiao Er have such a fierce temper?
Are you really mad at him and get angry easily?
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