Chapter 24 Don't be afraid, Wanyan, come to me
Qiao Wanyan's eyes instantly turned red, and the tears that had been suppressed for a long time filled her eyes and blurred her vision.
She stood up and threw herself into He Yanli's arms. The fear brought by the grievance and shock turned into tears, and she cried very pitifully.
"Brother Yanli..."
He Yanli's expression froze for a moment, as if he was under a spell and did not push away the woman whom he had dreamed about every night for the past five years and whom he hated so much.
The slight heat on my chest was wet with her tears, and my nose was filled with the light fragrance from her hair.
The taste is so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, just like the dawn suddenly breaking out of the eternal night, and there is an indescribable sense of shock in my heart.
He Yanli's eyes were dark as he suddenly recalled her disgusted expression on that rainy night and pushed her away.
"Are you afraid?" He Yanli's dark pupils were full of coldness.
"I thought people like you could do anything and wouldn't be afraid of anything."
Qiao Wanyan's body visibly stiffened for a moment, her eyes were red as she looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar face, and another tear flowed down, so crystal clear that I felt pity for her.
She didn't feel sad or aggrieved in her heart, but she realized in an instant that He Yanli didn't seem to be as obedient and weak as He Zhiyu.
There is no use for him to pretend to be pitiful.
He Yanli pinched her neck with one hand, his eyes half closed, looking seductive and evil. Where was the youthful and warm aura he once had?
Just like a monster with evil spirit!
I don’t know whether it was the three years in Guo Temple that changed his temperament, or the mountains of swords and seas of blood in Beiming City that changed him into a different person.
He Yanli gently stroked her delicate skin like white porcelain with his thumb, and raised a hint of sarcasm and coldness at the corner of his mouth, "No matter how beautiful the flower blooms, if it does not have the ability to protect itself, its fate will be controlled by the thoughts of others."
Qiao Wanyan's expression changed slightly.
He Yanli paused, enjoying the panic in her eyes and sneered, "You are playing hard to get, pretending to be well behaved, and trying to change the prince's impression of you."
"But you may underestimate the importance of Qiao Yihuan in his heart, and think too highly of yourself."
Since she was young, He Zhiyu witnessed with her own eyes that her mother had nothing but the position of Queen Mother.
She had neither the emperor's love nor the power of the harem.
What He Zhiyu hates most in his life are those scheming people, so he loves those women who are gentle, kind and weak in nature the most.
Qiao Yihuan is gentle, kind-hearted, and not ugly. She is He Zhiyu's favorite type.
Moreover, Qiao Yihuan was born a concubine's daughter, of low status, sensitive and inferior, which further aroused He Zhiyu's sympathy.
With just a few days of effort, Qiao Wanyan was able to make He Zhiyu completely forget about Qiao Yihuan and only care about her?
joke.
Qiao Wanyan's eyes were full of autumn water, and her voice was slow and shallow, "Then why did His Royal Highness Prince Jing bring me here when I was delivering dumplings to the Crown Prince? If it is really as Your Highness said, Your Highness should be laughing at me right now."
He Yanli remained silent and his eyes seemed to be stained with ink, dark and heavy.
"Qingzhou is in turmoil right now. If a noble lady disappears, there is no way to find out. Don't you think so?"
Qiao Wanyan: I really can’t afford to play with you. Are you angry already?
He Yanli had a gloomy and terrifying expression. Qiao Wanyan had never seen him like this before. She pushed him away with force, turned around and was about to open the door to go out.
But just as she opened the door an inch, it slammed shut.
In the dark and empty room, the sound of the door closing was extremely harsh and eerie.
He Yanli stood behind her, holding the door open with his big hands. The dim light from the bedside illuminated his profile, but his emotions could not be seen.
Qiao Wanyan's breathing was slightly choked, and everything unknown made her a little uneasy. During this period, she had been doing well thanks to the content of the storybook, but He Yanli, who was not supposed to be in Qingzhou, suddenly appeared, and she was a little panicked.
"Yanli!" A clear and trembling voice sounded.
He Yanli sneered, pinched her wrist and walked towards the inner room, "Do you think that this king is hopelessly stupid, and I will let you go just because you say Yanli? Have you really forgotten how you treated me in the first place?"
"Let me go!" Qiao Wanyan struggled, but after years of being pampered, she didn't have the strength to break free.
"Can't pretend anymore? I won't!"
He Yanli pulled her to the window of the inner room, pushed it open and forced her to look at the city gate in front of her left.
Qiao Wanyan frowned slightly and saw the two words on the city gate in the faint moonlight.
Qingzhou.
Is this still in Qingzhou?
"Tsuru Chiyu already knows you're missing."
He Yanli leaned forward slightly and whispered in her ear, "Unfortunately, I also let him know that Qiao Yihuan came to Qingzhou to find him and was attacked by refugees outside the city."
"Do you think he will continue to look for you, or go outside the city to look for Qiao Yihuan?"
There was no way for Qiao Yihuan to come to Qingzhou, so her grandfather would let her stay in Youzhou until he returned.
In this case, it would be false news released by He Yanli.
From this angle, you can see the city gate. You can see clearly whether there are people going out of the city gate.
He wanted to see with his own eyes that all his efforts during this period were in vain. After all, Qiao Yihuan was the most important in the prince's heart.
Qiao Wanyan looked at the dark and boundless night, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised a beautiful arc. It was like an undefeated peony blooming in the eternal night, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.
"Is there a third possibility?"
He Yanli raised his eyebrows slightly, "The third possibility? Perhaps, you will die in my hands."
Qiao Wanyan shook her head, "Your Majesty guessed wrong."
There was a flash of silver light, and a sharp feather arrow came flying towards me.
The sound of breaking through the air sounded like a buzzing sound in her ears. Qiao Wanyan's body stiffened for a moment. She turned around in a moment and saw a barbed feather arrow between the index and middle fingers of He Yanli's hand.
Tsk, that wolf cub was so cruel, didn’t he ever think about what if his archery skills were not good enough and he shot himself?
He Yanli broke the feather arrow in his hand with one hand, raised his cold eyes and glanced outside. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of the door being kicked open.
Bright candlelight lit up, and a group of well-trained guards rushed in.
Qiao Wanyan glanced over, then turned her head to look at He Yanli beside her, and saw that the expression on his face was extremely wonderful and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Then, a mist instantly appeared in her eyes, and she called out in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, save me!"
He Zhiyu came walking on the wind and moon, wearing a jade-white cloak and approaching quickly with a chill. The gentle and gentle face that was usually as gentle as jade disappeared, and the cold and abstinent face was full of dangerous aura.
"Don't be afraid, Wanyan, come to me."
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