When he saw Youmeng running away, he was crying so sadly, but Han Lu was so anxious that he hurriedly carried his skirt and chased after him. He called the princess all the way and told her not to run away, and wait for herself. In order to deceive the princess Yingchuan, she lied that she was unable to think about it and wanted to jump into the river, but she did not expect that the prophecy would come true. This time, she had a quarrel with the Grand Tutor so much that it was so shattered. I was afraid that the sky would collapse. What should I do if something really happened?

Youmeng can't listen, crying like he was so silly that he ran without looking back, and he didn't even notice anyone's eyes—

"Little Emperor?" Outside the gate of the Imperial Garden, Youji looked at the figure that had not seen her for a long time, which made her worried. At this unexpected sight, she actually cried like a cry. Why is she so heartbroken?

I wonder if something happened? He suddenly felt a sudden grip and was about to go up to ask questions, but was dragged by the young master and the young master. They all advised him with honest advice. The little princess was a disaster for him. The prince had just gotten rid of those rumors. Now he must not come forward to provoke him impulse. He should avoid suspicion!

Youji couldn't get rid of the two of them, and when he looked up, Youmeng was already running out of sight, and had no choice but to give up, staring at the young master in annoyance: "You know how troublesome it is!"

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Lan Ying was not as anxious as Han Lu, but stayed on the path of Xiang and looked at the insane plum Zihan for a long time.

"Tao Fu, you..." Lan Ying was very entangled in her lips, and finally she couldn't help but blame him, "No matter how wrong Youmeng is, you can't say such ruthless words to her... How can this be withstood by a weak daughter? It hurts so much..."

Mei Zihan looked like a lost soul, and her eyes were deserted and empty: "How come I hurt her for eight hundred times, but why didn't I hurt her? Isn't it a thousand times?"

Unconsciously, Lan Ying was confused when she heard this. She increased her look at him and carefully pondered it, but she couldn't understand the feeling of a sense of sadness in his words.

"Well, no one who is stubborn will wake up."

He had no intention of saying anything more, turned around and walked away alone with a hint of loneliness.

Lan Ying suddenly realized that she wanted to chase him and tell him something, but she was about to come to the garden gate before she could catch up. When she was about to call him, she saw him meet a man in a gorgeous uniform and recognized that it was the prince. Her heart suddenly trembled, she lowered her head in panic and retreated, and hid in the pile of flowers and trees.

Obviously, Youji did not see her. His attention was all on Mei Zihan, and his eyes gradually gathered from the initial accident.

Lan Ying saw Mei Zihan leaning over to Youji and saluted: "I'm sorry, I'll pay homage to the Crown Prince."

"I actually met the Taifu in the Imperial Garden? The Taifu has been very leisurely recently?" A sneer appeared in Youji's eyes, "Is the book "Shengguo Yulan" finished?"

Mei Zihan responded calmly: "The letter of nationality has not yet been completed. Today, he was invited by the eldest princess to enter the garden and taste the piano music."

Youji relaxed his eyebrows, but did not let go of his guard: "Oh, did the emperor invite the Grand Tutor? This piano piece... has been finished?"

“That’s right.”

"No one else needs the Grand Tutor to explain it, right?" Youji looked at him proudly, with a deep meaning in his tone. "If you don't rush to leave, come to the East Palace to sit. I haven't listened to the Grand Tutor's teachings for a long time."

As he said that, his lips curled up, showing coldness. Mei Zihan raised his eyes in a daze, and the prince turned around indifferently. His attitude did not give him any room for discussion. Even Lan Ying in the dark had already noticed that the atmosphere between the two was unusually strange.

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In the carriage when I returned home, the air seemed to have solidified and no one spoke.

Lan Ying and Han Lu accompanied Youmeng from left to right. She was always so depressed and listless, and she looked very worried.

Lan Ying's eyes fell, and she saw that Youmeng's hand on her knee seemed to be stimulated. She suddenly tried hard and tighter and tighter. Finally, she couldn't stand it and raised her head and shouted: "Stop!"

The coachman hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, facing a street in Dongshi. Han Lu was a little confused by her reaction: "What's wrong with the princess?"

Youmeng simply moved her lips: "I want to get off the car."

Han Lu lifted the curtain and looked outside, and was in trouble: "But our mansion hasn't arrived yet..."

"I don't care." Youmeng stood up coldly, speaking with a nasal voice, "I feel so depressed, I want to go down and have a walk..."

"I'll accompany you..."

"Need not!"

Han Lu was about to stand up but she refused flatly. She was worried that she would be alone and wanted to chase her down. Lan Ying grabbed Han Lu's hand and shook her head, hinting that she didn't have to go. Because Youmeng's heart was firmly trapped by sadness, at this time, no one could do anything. It would be counterproductive to force her to persuade her. It would be better for her to vent her willfulness for the time being.

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At this time, Ye Yuan had just returned after handling some affairs in the sect. Feng Lang and he passed by Dongshi. In order to avoid the prime minister's eyes, he specially wore Murong's human skin mask to hide his true face today.

"Young Master, my subordinate ordered someone to check it out, about Ye Yu." Feng Lang followed him and whispered to the death, "The traces he left in this area are shallow, and there is very little valuable information, and it seems that he is not a local."

Ye Yuan slowed down and said coldly: "Then dig deeper, what I want is to keep water from leaking."

"Yes." Feng Lang was following his order, "But his subordinates received the news that he would go to Luli Hall to get the reward for the painting in two days. As soon as he appeared, our spies would be able to target him."
Chapter completed!