C142 All wrong

Xuanyuan Jing curled his lips, and said with a smile that was yet not a smile: "This is King Jing's Palace, why do you think this king is here?"

Hearing that, Ye Ningyu's heart fiercely sank. She had done all she could think of, and in the end, had still taken advantage of Xuanyuan Jing.

If that bitch Xie Qingrong had not insisted on performing, she would not have used the handkerchief specially prepared for Xuanyuan Chen!

and would not lose her face to Xuanyuan Jing!

Xuanyuan Jing looked at Ye Ningyu's heartbroken expression, which showed that she was not willing to be jealous of him, and ridiculed in her heart, since Ye Ningyu was betting everything on her own relationship with Xuanyuan Chen, why would she pretend to be high and mighty?

He said with disdain, "If I hadn't arrived in time yesterday, I'm afraid you would have been duped by others."

Ye Ningyu glared fiercely at Xuanyuan Jing, blaming him: "If it wasn't for you, Xuanyuan …" Ye Ningyu knew he said something wrong and stopped himself in time.

"Ye Ningyu, do you really think this duke does not know what happened last night? Do you really not know what you are thinking? Last night, there wasn't any Xuanyuan Chen in the room, only a disgusting man. If it wasn't for this duke in time, do you think you would still be able to sleep in this duke's bed today? You want to be a good boy? You are talking about a dissatisfied woman like you! "

Xuanyuan Jing taunted coldly, his expression filled with deep ridicule and disdain.

"It's none of your business!" Ye Ningyu trembled from head to toe with Xuanyuan Jing's words, as she berated loudly.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Jing raised his eyebrows, and went forward to pinch Ye Ningyu's exposed white wrist, "You think this king is willing to care about you? If not for the decree announcing that we were about to get married, this king would never have taken you away from the house.

This King's good intentions have all been fed to the dogs. Moreover, last night, if it wasn't for you pestering This King, how would This King have gotten into a relationship with you? This King is here to advise you not to take yourself too seriously. "

With that, he turned around and left the room. Only Ye Ningyu was left.

Ye Ningyu held tightly onto a corner of the blanket with one hand and the other hand covered her face. His long hair was a little messy from just waking up, and she casually draped it over her shoulders.

Tears continued to seep out from the gaps between his fingers, dripping onto the blanket.

After suffering in silence for a long time, she finally broke down crying, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances, depression and unwillingness in her heart.

Xuanyuan Jing stood at the side of the window and heard Ye Ningyu's heart-tearing and lung-splitting cry. He smiled bitterly, and his fists were covered up by his sleeves.

After Ye Ningyu calmed down, Xuanyuan Jing sent someone to send him back to the Right Prime Minister Palace.

Just as Ye Ningyu got off the palanquin, on the other side of the street, a quickly arrived palanquin.

Prime Minister Ye looked at Ye Ningyu's red and swollen eyes that were filled with tears. He felt his heart was in a mess as he felt extremely pained and sad.

Prime Minister Ye rubbed her daughter's long hair and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, Daddy is here."

As Ye Ningyu listened to her father's consoling, her heart felt even more sore. With a blink of her eyes, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

At this time, the Uncle Fu entered the Right Prime Minister Palace with an imperial edict. Prime Minister Ye brought Ye Ningyu and the others and knelt down to listen to the orders.

The Uncle Fu's shrill voice instantly resounded throughout the entire Prime Minister's Estate.

"In accordance with the heaven's will, the imperial edict states:

I am pleased to hear that the daughter of Right Prime Minister Ye Wenfu, Ye Ningyu, is skillful and generous, warm, kind and honest, with an outstanding appearance. The son of today is twenty-three years old, when marriage is appropriate, when the choice of a sage girl and match. It was worth it for Ye Ningyu to be with his second son in their room. In order to make him look like a beauty, he had betrothed Ye Ningyu to his second son as his consort.

All etiquette should be jointly arranged by the Ministry of Rites and the imperial overseer of the Venerate Heavens, and the wedding ceremony should be concluded in the future. "

"This humble girl, Ye Ningyu, thanks for Master's grace." Ye Ningyu respectfully held the imperial edict in her hands and kowtowed.

Prime Minister Ye took out some silver from his bosom and gave it to Uncle Fu, then smiled: "Thank you, Eunuch."

After Uncle Fu received the silver taels, he left the general's mansion with his men and returned to the palace.

After the Uncle Fu had left, Ye Ningyu suddenly threw the imperial edict in her hand onto the ground. The grievances and unwillingness in her heart could not be suppressed any longer, and she cried loudly: "Why are you always bullying me like this?"

While crying, she ran out. Her personal servant Dong Mei followed closely behind Ye Ningyu, afraid that her young miss would do something stupid.

Ye Ningyu ran back to her own room while crying, she shut all the servants outside and sat down with her back against the door, the tears in her eyes continuously flowing down, unable to stop.

The personal servant, Dong Mei, called out to her Miss anxiously. "Miss, quickly open the door! You better not let your thoughts run wild and do something stupid! "

Prime Minister Ye brought his servants over and instructed them to break Ye Ningyu's door open: "Both of you, break open the door!"

Before the two servants could do anything, Ye Ningyu's teary voice sounded from inside the house, "Father, can you temporarily let your daughter calm down?"

"Daughter understands, Father." After a long while, Ye Ningyu's voice came out from the house softly. There was no longer any sobbing sound, and her emotions seemed to have calmed down a little.

Before Prime Minister Ye left, he instructed Dong Mei, "You must take good care of the young miss.

Dong Mei nodded respectfully, and promised: "Please rest assured Old master."

Ye Ningyu squatted on the ground with an unimpressive appearance. Her face was pale white, her eyes red and swollen, and her lips were dry.

Dong Mei took the food and entered the room. Seeing Ye Ningyu's dejected and desperate look, the dim sum on the table was extremely cold and there were no traces of it moving at all. After placing down the food box, she immediately knelt beside Ye Ningyu, crying as she begged Ye Ningyu: "Miss, your body is more important, please have a bite to eat first."

Ye Ningyu raised her eyelids, looked at Prunus mume, and drooped her eyelashes.

Dong Mei looked at her young miss who had nothing to live for, as if she was about to fly away in the next moment, and panicked. She kept begging Ye Ningyu with tears: "Young miss, say something, don't scare this servant."

"Dong Mei, get out." Ye Ningyu's hoarse and dry voice sounded. Before the water even entered, it was no longer as lively and pleasant as it used to be, causing Prunus mume to be shocked.

Dong Mei immediately brought the tea in front of Ye Ningyu, but was pushed away by Ye Ningyu with one hand, the teacup smashing into the ground, producing a clear cracking sound.

"I'll tell. Didn't you hear? If you still don't come out, do you believe that I'll let you see my death? " Ye Ningyu threatened in a low voice.

"Alright, this servant will immediately leave. Miss, please don't be so preoccupied with this matter." After saying that, he wiped away his tears and quickly left the room.

Dong Mei brought the cold snacks to the back of the kitchen to deal with. At the corridor, she met Ye Jiaze who was wearing an indigo robe and had a pale complexion.