Xie Lingqin, of course, did not understand Yu Qingyi's tearful state. Her face showed slight anger, as she had not expected that Yu Qingyi would not help him.
But……
"You should go, go. Oh, right, the Crown Prince knows illusion magic. Go ask him for help. I'm really not available tonight," Yu Qingyi said.
He really wanted to help Xie Lingqin.
Xie Lingqin looked helplessly at the swaying beaded curtain and glanced at Tinghai.
Then, the two of them left the Prince Qing's residence without making a sound.
The night was quiet and still, and I had no clue what to do.
Tinghai stood silently beside Xie Lingqin, his head drooping.
“Tinghai, do you think the Crown Prince will help me if I go to him?” After a moment, Xie Lingqin looked at Tinghai.
Tinghai thought for a moment and nodded, "The Crown Prince treats you so well, Miss, he will, right?"
"Too good to me?" Xie Lingqin scoffed lightly; she really didn't think so.
but……
"I refuse to believe I can't find it myself. I'm going to ask him for help," Xie Lingqin suddenly said, turning around as she finished speaking.
Tinghai immediately followed.
In the shadows, a pair of dark, deep eyes watched the resolute, slender figure under the moonlight, and the pupils involuntarily contracted.
Tingfeng stood a few steps away from the Crown Prince, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke softly, "Your Highness, if Miss Lingqin doesn't ask for your help, then what are we now..."
"Do I look like someone who casually lends a helping hand?" Before Tingfeng could finish speaking, the Crown Prince turned his head and asked a question in return.
He paused upon hearing the voice.
It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it at all.
"Then, Your Highness..."
"Return to the residence."
"……yes."
Hearing this, he frowned. "Really, I won't help." Earlier, Tingyu had sent word that she saw someone enter that courtyard and take Minglan and the others away. She immediately reported this to the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince then…
From now on, I really won't care anymore.
Well, the prince's heart is as unfathomable as a needle at the bottom of the sea; they are becoming increasingly difficult to understand.
Listening to the wind silently, the Crown Prince suddenly stopped again, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"
"Huh?" Hearing this, he was taken aback, then shook his head. "Your subordinate has nothing to say."
"Seriously, you have nothing to say?"
After pondering for a while, and thinking that there was nothing special to report, he shook his head seriously and said, "Your Highness, I have nothing to report for the time being."
Yuwen Yao frowned as he listened to Ting Feng's words, his eyes darkening and his aura becoming intimidating.
Listening to the wind...
What happened? He didn't say anything wrong.
Yuwen Yao's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and after a moment, his voice, tinged with complexity, rang out, "You, seeing Xie Lingqin, a weak woman who knows no martial arts, about to venture into Han Hu's den, how could you bear it?"
"This... Your Highness, could you please help Miss Lingqin?" Tingfeng seemed to understand but not quite, and sweat was beading on his forehead.
"You also think I need to help her?"
Tingfeng immediately nodded vigorously, "I think it's necessary, absolutely necessary."
"Since you say so, then I shall go and take a look." Yuwen Yao flicked his sleeve, turned around, and headed back the way he had come.
She was tall and slender, but noticeably more eager.
Behind him, Tingfeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Your Highness, if you continue like this, I will be tortured to death.
You clearly care about Miss Lingqin!
You clearly like Miss Lingqin!
...
Although Xie Lingqin doesn't know illusion magic, internal energy, or the profound martial arts of the ancients, she was an outstanding special agent in her previous life.
Returning to her true self, she went to the courtyard to examine for any clues and finally discovered a footprint pointing towards the direction of the mass grave outside the city.
The mass grave is huge... I can only go and take a look first.
Xie Lingqin asked Tinghai to take her away, not daring to delay any longer.
They hadn't gone far when a familiar scent suddenly rushed towards them. Tinghai's hand, which had been holding her arm, was slapped away, and at the same time, her waist tightened.
During their rapid movement, everything happened so fast that no one could react in time.
Xie Lingqin looked to her side and saw Yuwen Yao's familiar face. She couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart.
What a coincidence!
“I’ll help you this once, since you’ve begged me so much.”
Before Xie Lingqin could speak, Yuwen Yao's voice reached her ears.
The wind carried the words softly, while before my eyes, the prince's discourse was clear and cold.
Xie Lingqin's eyelashes fluttered, and she turned her head to look at Tingfeng, who was walking side by side with Tinghai.
Tingfeng was internally devastated at this moment. Meeting Xie Lingqin's gaze, he hurriedly nodded, "Miss Lingqin, Tingyu received the news long ago. I was afraid you were in danger, so I asked the Crown Prince."
Is this a well-crafted lie?!
"Yes, thank you."
Xie Lingqin nodded to Tingfeng.
Tingfeng was about to respond, but her gaze inadvertently met the Crown Prince's suddenly dark eyes. She swallowed hard and hurriedly said, "No, no, no, Miss Lingqin, you should thank our Crown Prince."
Upon hearing this, Xie Lingqin turned her head to the side.
Yuwen Yao, who had been looking at Tingfeng, immediately withdrew his gaze, slightly raised his chin, his smooth lines revealing an air of arrogance and composure, and looked straight ahead.
Xie Lingqin glanced at him a few times, then lowered her head.
Yuwen Yao waited for a long time without hearing Xie Lingqin speak, then suddenly lowered his head, his eyes dark, and asked, "What do you want to say to me?"
Xie Lingqin was looking ahead. The direction the Crown Prince was flying in with her was also towards the mass grave. The wind was blowing against her face, and she felt a little cold, so she didn't want to say anything.
"I have nothing to say," Xie Lingqin replied indifferently.
You have nothing to say to me...
Yuwen Yao's face darkened, his eyes seemed to be churning with stormy waves, reflecting the surrounding scenery in a murky way. He tightened his grip on Xie Lingqin's hand.
You can say thank you to Tingfeng, but you have nothing to say to him?
“You…” Yuwen Yao’s tone was slightly somber. Just as he was about to say something, he looked down and saw Xie Lingqin’s face, which had turned a little white from the wind. His heart suddenly clenched, and he immediately raised his other hand.
The wide sleeves covered Xie Lingqin's face, shielding her from most of the wind.
My complexion suddenly warmed, and a delicate fragrance wafted by.
Xie Lingqin blinked and looked up, only to see the Crown Prince still staring at Qianyan, his expression aloof, his features beautiful and alluring, but his slightly pursed lips seemed... a little awkward.
Will the Crown Prince feel awkward?
However, the fact that he was willing to shield her from the wind shows that he wasn't entirely heartless.
A slight warmth seemed to well up in my heart, and a smile unconsciously appeared on my lips.
It happened to fall into Yuwen Yao's eyes for a moment when he lowered his gaze.
A cool breeze and dewy dew, a thin mist rising, yet she alone smiled like a flower.
At this moment, Tinghai and Tingfeng, who were standing to the side, were completely dumbfounded.
The Crown Prince... actually took the time to shield Miss Lingqin from the wind.
And then there are those eyebrows, moistened by the moonlight—this prince looks so gentle.
"Minglan, I've been looking for you for so long, and this is all you've to say?"
Voices could be heard from ahead.
---Aside---
Alright, enough about the romance, let's get to the plot in the next chapter~
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