Chapter 78

"Thank you for Princess Yun's concern, I'm fine!" Yan Qingyu rolled her eyes in her heart. She had already warned her not to get close to her anymore, and obviously she didn't care at all.

"It's good that you're fine. I guess you're scared. You'd better go home early to rest. After a few days, the Japanese princess invites you to enjoy the flowers together!" There is no possibility of rejection. Yun Huaxue's face has a sacred luster, but what she said makes people unable to refuse. The elegance and generosity she showed at this time is very different from the approachable person just now. At this time, she seems to be the right person sitting in the clouds, and the approachable and somewhat annoying little woman just now is an ordinary life living in the world.

"My daughter is humble and not worthy..."

"I have something to do, so I'll leave first!" Yun Huaxue didn't give Yan Qingyu any chance to refuse. She turned around and left without any drag. This clean and neat attitude made Yan Qingyu clench his hands tightly.

I have clearly warned you not to get close to me again, but I have rarely been kind but I have ignored you. If I am used from now on, don’t blame me!

Really, don't blame me!

...

Yan Ziran did not excessively ask Yan Qingyu how she met Princess Yun. Instead, she hugged her and planned to leave this place of right and wrong. She appeared in the jungle for no reason. If Jiu Qiansui knew about this, it would be a big trouble.

"The game is not over yet, where are you planning to go?" The playful voice was filled with a hint of temperature, just like the heat brought by the ice melting, which made people feel cool and hot.

Yan Ziran's body stiffened slightly, "See the Fourth Prince, Weichen sent his sister back home, but he lost his companion!"

"The Nine Thousand Years' Game has never been possible to end early. Do you think you can leave with her?" Yan Qingyu's face reflected in Mo Li's demonic eyes, and the fine luster gently slid from time to time, fleeting!

Mo Li was wearing a light blue robe casually, with a vermilion-red and white jade belt around his waist, and a white jade exquisite waistband hanging on it. His temperament was elegant and dignified, making his robe look loose and loose, giving people a very lazy, comfortable and leisurely feeling.

Half a bunch of ink hair was on top of his head, and as the wind flew gently, his beautiful eyes showed an unknown expression, and the corners of his lips raised, and he smiled and said that he was smiling: "The future princess of this palace are here, so why should he rush to leave? If he takes the lead, he can get a reward of nine thousand years. It is said that he can make a wish!"

"It seems that Jiu Qiansui has a bottle of holy medicine in his hand that can cure white bones and continue to break limbs. Maybe it will be useful to the future princess of this palace!"

Yan Qingyu's eyes did not have any luster, but Yan Zi on one side suddenly showed a very bright look.

"What a precious thing is the holy medicine that Jiu Qiansui has? How can it be used by a humble person like a minister?" Yan Qingyu didn't like to talk to the fourth prince in front of her, because the fourth prince gave her a bad feeling. When she looked at the fourth prince, Si Yucheng's figure always appeared in her mind.

It clearly felt different, but those eyes were too similar.

"How can the future princess in this palace be humble?" Mo Li's eyes suddenly sank, and the careless emotions on his face sank. The tide that surged at that moment made Yan Qingyu's body tremble slightly, and the familiar and trembling feeling became deeper and deeper.

Yan Qingyu couldn't understand it at all. The emotions of the prince in front of him were, how could he change it just by saying it? Could it be that his own words made him unhappy?

Mo Li walked directly to Yan Qingyu, with dark waves surging in his eyes rising and falling, "I'm almost forgot about this palace. Are you fourteen? It's time to marry you into the door!"

What?

Yan Qingyu suddenly looked up and met Mo Li's indisputable eyes. The familiar temperature became more and more intense, and the trembling cold temperature was getting lower and lower. When we entered the door, the fourth prince really wanted to marry her? But she was obviously a disabled concubine who had no backstage and could be deceived by everyone. Smart people know that people with her status must not be allowed to occupy the position of the prince's concubine.

If you have ambitiousness, the princess must be the daughter of a noble family, and it is absolutely impossible for her to be a humble concubine.

So what's going on with Mo Li?

Using himself to show the prince that he is not interested in the throne? Or is he ulterior motives?

"Qingyu's sisters have not yet gotten married, so my father has no plans to let Qingyu get married as soon as possible. Please forgive me!" Yan Ziran's face was also very bad. He seemed to dislike Mo Li very much. He would smile when facing others, but when facing Mo Li, he would be particularly serious and reject.

"Our fiancée in this palace will naturally welcome you into the door early!"

"Your Highness, please let Qingyu be filial in front of her parents for a period of time and marry again. She is still young!" Yan Ziran's tone was cold and unwilling to retreat.

"Did the eldest son be too wide?" Mo Li's eyes were sharp and shiny, crisscrossing.

"Jingyu is my sister..."

The two of them had a lot of gunpowder, faintly, and some people could not control the situation. Mo Yiqing smiled gracefully and gently, "Okay, Ziran, stop arguing. The game of Jiu Qianse is not over yet. Let's leave Lin together, let's?"

Yan Ziran then stopped talking unwillingly, hugged Yan Qingyu and got on the horse, and then left with a cold face.

Mo Li squinted his eyes dangerously, and his straight gaze was sharper than the poison-tempered sword. Even if he was held in his arms, Yan Qingyu always felt that the cold gaze penetrated Yan Ziran's body and hit her heart. She couldn't help but turn around carefully...

Yan Qingyu's pupils shrank tightly, and her heart suddenly became cold. Even her own blood had stopped flowing, and the cold air reached the bone.

Seeing everyone leaving, Mo Li stood there without moving for a long time. On one side, a eunuch bent down and lowered his eyes, "Master..."

"My little girl is so stupid, so stupid that it makes people angry!"

The familiar tone has overwhelming destructive power. If Yan Qingyu was here, she would be so surprised that she could not speak. There was no problem with her perception. Why is the prince in front of her so similar to Si Yucheng?

Because... they are the same person.

"I have clearly revealed so many flaws, but that little girl didn't guess at all. She boasted that she was smart, haha..." The sticky voice was filled with a faint smell of blood. He was not happy at the moment. He had already stood in front of the little girl but was not discovered. This feeling was really bad.

How do you punish that stupid girl?

Must think about it carefully...

"Master, now is not the time to reveal your identity. You have been targeted by Jiu Qiansui!" The eunuch beside him bent down, his eyes were very calm, but his tone was a hint of worry.

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Well, the fourth prince is Si Yucheng, who has guessed it? Then Jiu Qiansui must not be our male protagonist. Will the second male protagonist like Jiu Qiansui like?
Chapter completed!