He has always been cold, so Sun Shufeng didn't think there was anything wrong and extended his hand to invite Shen Yuhan in.
Fang Qingyue, who was following behind Shen Yuhan, naturally entered as well.
The courtyard also looked desolate and dilapidated. Even though it had been renovated, the trees in the courtyard were dry and it looked particularly depressed.
Shen Qiunian and Song Xiaoya were naturally also among the invited guests.
There were several tables in the courtyard, and the food on them was extremely simple. Sun Shufeng smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry, the county has suffered a disaster recently, and I really can't afford to hold an overly lavish banquet. I don't know if you are used to the simple food."
Shen Yuhan didn't say anything, and the others didn't dare to interrupt.
During the meal, Song Xiaoya brought a cup of tea and prepared to toast Sun Shufeng.
When she stood up, her body tilted and the teacup happened to fall towards Fang Qingyue, and the water in the cup immediately spilled onto Fang Qingyue's chest.
Fang Qingyue was wearing a white dress today, and the teacup was filled with strong tea, which stained the fabric and almost soaked through it immediately, leaving a large yellow mark.
Song Xiaoya curled the corners of her lips imperceptibly, but her tone was concerned: "Oh, sister, I'm sorry I didn't stand firmly, are you okay?"
As she said this, she was about to pat Fang Qingyue's chest.
Fang Qingyue stepped back and avoided Song Xiaoya's touch.
Song Xiaoya had set traps for her time and again, and Fang Qingyue didn't trust her. She just stood up and said to Sun Shufeng, "I wonder if you have any women's clothes that I can change into?"
Sun Shufeng pondered for a moment, then said, "Yes, yes. I'll have my maid take you down."
As he spoke, he waved his hand.
A maid took her to the side room next to the courtyard and brought her some clothes.
Fang Qingyue took off her wet double-breasted robe and planned to change into the clothes brought by the maid.
Unexpectedly, a person suddenly jumped out from behind and hugged Fang Qingyue.
Fang Qingyue was unable to avoid being caught in the embrace of someone. The person directly grabbed hold of Fang Qingyue's soft flesh.
She struggled hard, but she had never learned martial arts and was a woman after all, so how could she withstand the strength of a man?
Before long, all the clothes on her body were taken off, and a tooth mark was left on her fair neck.
He wanted to push the dagger out of the bracelet, but it was impossible.
The two hands were forcibly separated and could only move within a limited range.
At the critical moment, Fang Qingyue knocked the bracelet on her hand hard against the bed.
The gem was on the side of the bracelet, slightly raised. After knocking it once, the dagger failed to pop out, so Fang Qingyue knocked it again.
The gem hit the edge of the bed and the dagger suddenly popped out. Fang Qingyue raised her hand violently and smashed the dagger directly at the man.
The man was not paying attention for a moment and was hit on the cheek by Fang Qingyue, so he couldn't help but let go of his hand.
Fang Qingyue then hurriedly stood up, not daring to stay here any longer, and ran out in a hurry.
Shen Yuhan waited for a while, but Fang Qingyue didn't come back, so he subconsciously looked in the direction Fang Qingyue left.
Noticing Shen Yuhan's gaze, Song Xiaoya's lips curled up slightly, with a sarcastic look on her face: "Why, Your Highness, are you concerned about my sister? A woman like her is really not worthy of your concern."
There was a hint of smugness in her tone.
"Why shouldn't the king care?" Shen Yuhan glanced at Song Xiaoya coldly, and said in a light tone, "She came for the victims, and she came to help the king. The king doesn't care about such talents, so how can he care about you who are willing to come to the disaster area to see the scenery?"
Having said that, Shen Yuhan stood up.
He walked towards the place where Fang Qingyue left, and Song Xiaoya and Shen Qiu Nian couldn't help but stand up and follow him.
Not long after she walked out, Fang Qingyue ran out of the room in disheveled clothes and threw herself directly into Shen Yuhan's arms.
Shen Yuhan hurriedly took off his cloak and covered Fang Qingyue with it, his brows deeply furrowed.
The man who had just chased out saw this scene and said sarcastically, "Miss Fang, you asked me to meet you here yesterday, but now you're acting like a chaste woman. Who are you trying to impress?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Yuhan's face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out.
He could accept Fang Qingyue doing all kinds of wrong things, but he could not accept Fang Qingyue's betrayal!
The hand on Fang Qingyue's shoulder gradually became stiff.
Song Xiaoya, who was following behind him, curled her lips and said sarcastically, "Oh, sister, are you so impatient? You actually did this at someone else's party. It's really despicable."
Even Chen Qiu Nian's eyes had changed when he looked at Fang Qingyue.
Fang Qingyue wrapped her cloak tightly around her, digging her fingertips into her palms.
She wanted to explain to Shen Yuhan, but now was not the best time to do so, so she could only grit her teeth and bear it.
Seeing her like this, Shen Yuhan felt that she was guilty and became more and more angry.
But verbally, he still defended Qingyue: "Although I don't know how this person got in, but since this happened at the banquet, let's go our separate ways."
After saying that, he exerted force on his hands, turned Fang Qingyue around, and walked out of the courtyard.
Seeing that he still trusted Fang Qingyue, Song Xiaoya clenched her palms in hatred.
Back at the inn, Shen Yuhan suddenly pushed Fang Qingyue away.
He used such great force that Fang Qingyue was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground.
When she looked up and saw the anger on Shen Yuhan's face, her heart skipped a beat. She walked over and asked softly, "Does the prince doubt me?"
"You came out with that man in disheveled clothes, isn't it worthy of suspicion?" Shen Yuhan snorted coldly and played with the teacup in his hand angrily.
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