It was his negligence this time, and he needs to perform better in front of His Highness.
A cold gaze fell on him, and when he met Xuan Yanyu's cold eyes, Ye Jian swallowed.
Did he say something wrong?
Isn’t it always Ye Chen who carries Miss Yan on his back?
Is His Highness Nanyu upset with him because he did not report Miss Yan's disappearance in time, or because he lost Miss Yan?
Yan Yuning bit her finger and said, "Is it okay?"
Anyway, she doesn't want to go up there.
Xuan Yanyu glanced at Ye Jian coldly.
Ye Jian touched his nose and said, "Second Miss Yan, I was just joking."
No matter how stupid he was, he still reacted.
Yan Yuning lowered her eyes and kicked the pebbles under her feet.
He refused to take the sedan chair and insisted on walking up the mountain.
She doesn't want to sit, and you won't let her sit!
"Ningning, let's rest for a while before we go, okay?" Yan Shiyao's throat was a little dry.
"Yeah." Yan Yuning nodded.
"Come up." Xuan Yanyu half squatted down.
Yan Yuning blinked.
"Why aren't you coming over here yet?" The man licked his lips and urged.
Yan Yuning ran towards him with a smile and lay on his broad back. Xuan Yanyu stood up and Yan Yuning hooked her hands around his neck.
Xuan Yanyu raised his eyebrows slightly. This was the first time he carried someone on his back.
The girl was not heavy, and had a faint fragrance on her body that could be smelled.
"Xuan Yanyu, am I heavy?" Yan Yuning tilted her head and looked at him.
"Not heavy." The man smiled.
"Xuan Yanyu, tell me if you are tired." Yan Yuning leaned on his shoulder, smiling.
"Um."
Ye Chen took a deep breath, this this this... Miss Yan is still here!!!
Yan Shiyao moved her lips. This was not polite.
It took about another cup of tea.
Yan Yuning tapped Xuan Yanyu's cheek with her fingertips, "Xuan Yanyu, are you tired? If you are tired, put me down."
A man with such delicate skin that it appears flawless when viewed up close.
“Not tired.”
Yan Shiyao cleared her throat and said, "Brother Yu, Ning Ning, let's rest for a while before we go."
The mountain road was rugged and her legs felt weak from walking.
"No need." Xuan Yanyu strode forward with Yan Yuning on his back.
Yan Yuning pursed her lips and looked back at Yan Shiyao. She was supporting her legs with her hands, her delicate face looking tired.
How could a young lady in the boudoir walk on such a rugged and difficult mountain road?
"Xuan Yanyu, my sister can't walk anymore." Yan Yuning murmured in a low voice.
The man kept walking and responded lazily, "What do you want to do?"
Yan Yuning fiddled with the golden crown that bound Xuan Yanyu's black hair and asked curiously, "Xuan Yanyu, is it made of pure gold?"
"...Fake." Xuan Yanyu was helpless.
Yan Yuning was shocked. It's impossible. He is also the prince. He can't wear a fake one, right?
"Ningning." Yan Shiyao trotted a few steps to catch up, pursed her dry lips, "Come on, get down and walk by yourself, you know it's tiring, brother Yu is also tired of carrying you."
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