Sang Liwan had just returned to her yard when she saw Yan Hui standing alone outside the yard. Her abnormal appearance made her look sideways.
"Yanhui?"
When Yan Hui heard Sang Liwan's voice, a look of relief appeared on his face, and Sang Liwan happened to see it.
This is even stranger.
Why did he show such an expression when he saw himself?
Sang Liwan felt confused, and at the same time, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
She walked up to Yan Hui and asked softly, "What's wrong? Why are you standing outside alone?"
This is very unusual.
Yan Hui is Jun Moyi's personal secret guard. Except for resting at night, he almost always goes in and out with Jun Moyi and is never sent out.
What's more, they are in the general's mansion at the moment, and no one here knows that Jun Moyi's legs and feet are fake.
As long as he wants to maintain his image as the lame prince, he will definitely need Yan Hui to serve him.
However, he actually left Yan Hui standing outside the door alone.
Sang Liwan frowned, "Who is the prince in there with?"
Yan Hui was startled by such a question. "Of course she's alone in there. This is the princess's boudoir. Why would the prince let anyone else in?"
After hearing this, Sang Liwan suddenly understood, and at the same time, he became more clear in his mind.
Could it be that this man's possessiveness has taken over and he won't even let his own secret guards into the house?
This is a bit outrageous.
Thinking of this, Sang Liwan's expression relaxed a lot.
But Yan Hui is not so optimistic.
He saw Sang Liwan's expression change slightly, and couldn't help but remind her: "Princess, I'm afraid things are not that simple."
"Huh?" Sang Liwan was stunned.
Then, she saw Yan Hui looking at her mysteriously and saying, "The prince doesn't seem to be in a good mood. He even drove his subordinates out. Princess, you should go in and take a look."
Yan Hui was actually driven out?
Sang Liwan frowned, and now she finally believed that something was wrong with Jun Moyi.
She looked at Yan Hui, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"
But Yan Hui had no way to answer her question and just shook his head.
"I don't know either. Princess, please go in and take a look."
In fact, Yan Hui was also a little worried about Jun Moyi.
After all, when Jun Moyi asked him to leave just now, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his whole body exuded a gloomy aura. If he had not been with Jun Moyi for a long time and had experienced such situations several times, he might have knelt down with his knees weak.
Seeing that Yan Hui was talking seriously, Sang Liwan also knew that this matter was unusual. She nodded to indicate that she understood, then pushed the door and walked in.
As soon as I entered the door, I felt a chill all over my body, as if I was in an ice cellar.
[This person is actually a natural-born cooler? ]
【Wouldn’t summer be wonderful?】
Sang Liwan, who was still immersed in his own imagination, did not notice Jun Moyi's dark expression at all.
She approached him step by step, and felt that the man was sitting at the table like a statue. Even though she had walked in, he didn't move at all.
Sang Liwan's heart tightened slightly, and he tried to call out, "Prince?"
Jun Moyi did not move.
"Ayi?"
Jun Moyi still didn't move.
Sang Liwan walked quickly forward, bent down slightly and looked at him, his eyes full of concern.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you ignoring me?"
Jun Moyi finally reacted, but only a little.
He raised his head and looked at Sang Liwan quietly without saying a word, his eyes full of inquiry, as if the woman in front of him was not the one who shared the bed with him, but a stranger who he could not see clearly.
Sang Liwan felt uncomfortable being looked at by him like that. She didn't know what was wrong with Jun Moyi, but her intuition told her that something must have happened that she didn't know about.
She looked around and indeed found something unusual.
The table was covered with scrolls. She saw them when she came in just now, but at that time her attention was focused on Jun Moyi and she didn't care about these things at all.
But when she saw it now, she felt that something was unusual.
When she saw the content of the painting clearly, her scalp suddenly tightened.
Those paintings were none other than the ones the original owner had made for Jun Mochen.
Even though his painting skills were not superb, it was obvious that a lot of effort was put into each painting, which showed how deep the original owner's friendship with Jun Mochen was.
Even Sang Liwan was shocked when he saw these paintings for the first time, let alone Jun Moyi.
She opened her mouth to defend herself, but found that no matter whether these things had anything to do with her or not, in Jun Moyi's eyes, she was the one who did them.
Sang Liwan secretly hated himself for having to take the blame for the original owner again.
But the words have to be said.
She moved her lips and said unconvincingly, "It's all been a long time ago."
"long time?"
Jun Moyi finally spoke, but the coldness in his eyes looked frightening.
"How long is a long time?"
Sang Liwan felt that Jun Moyi was being unreasonable.
She frowned, "Didn't you know all this long ago?"
Her words stunned Jun Moyi. He pondered for a long time and finally laughed at himself.
"Yes, I knew it a long time ago. I knew that you married me out of helplessness, and I also knew that you were always thinking about him in your heart. It's just that I have been deceiving myself all this time."
Seeing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Sang Liwan frowned tightly.
She stared at Jun Moyi's face without saying a word, looking at him with a strange and indifferent look.
In the end, Jun Moyi's eyes were a little evasive. He avoided Sang Liwan's sight and lowered his eyes, but his gaze fell on those damn scrolls again.
Jun Mochen's smiling face only made him feel extremely ironic.
Jun Moyi was feeling annoyed, and he closed the scroll with a wave of his hand. It rolled twice on the table, but did not fall to the ground.
However, Sang Liwan didn't even pay half an eye to that thing. She still looked at Jun Moyi quietly.
Jun Moyi felt that he seemed to have said something wrong, but the jealousy in his heart made him unable to bring himself to apologize.
He knew it clearly, but the moment he saw these things, it seemed as if all his rationality disappeared, and all that came to his mind were the "earth-shaking" things that Sang Liwan had done for Jun Mochen.
Among these paintings, one was even signed before Sang Liwan's suicide.
He could tell from the painting that Sang Liwan at that time might not just be using a self-torture tactic. She might also be thinking that if she failed, she would be willing to sacrifice her life to fulfill this relationship.
Whenever he thought of this, Jun Moyi felt a pain in his heart as if it were being cut by a knife.
"Am I such a person in your heart?"
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