C345 Xiao Yue'er

Just on this point, Yan Shuo had to punish her.

Thinking about it, Liu Ruo Qing's back felt even colder.

"Then just now, I …"

She looked at Yan Yuan and swallowed her saliva in fear. Her bright eyes revealed a sense of unease.

Yan Yuan smiled faintly, and patted the back of her hand with his broad palm. That warm feeling, with a sense of comfort, followed the back of her hand and seeped into her blood.

"Don't worry, no one has just spread the words from the manor."

Yan Yuan's words were said casually, but after thinking for a moment, Liu Ruo Qing understood.

When Yan Yuan didn't scold her in the courtyard just now, he was showing a protective attitude. Anyone who dared to speak a word out loud would directly slap the King Jing in the face.

Let alone the servants of the Duke Palaces, even Divine Martial Yun Ai didn't dare to spread the news.

The intention of Divine Martial Yun Ai's little white flower was much deeper than Yan Chang's. She naturally understood Yan Yuan's intentions.

Even if she wanted to tell others, she wasn't in a hurry at this moment.

As long as these words were to spread, Yan Yuan could easily find out.

When he thought about this, Liu Ruo Qing heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, he looked at Yan Yuan with a complicated expression and a myriad of emotions.

In the sweetness, there was also a hint of bitterness.

How stupid must this person be to protect him so well that he didn't even care about his parents' face?

On the other side.

After Liu Ruo Qing left, Xiao Yue gave Uncle Liu a few words and came out of the red house to the elegant garden that she had taken a fancy to.

Xiao Yue really liked this elegant garden. Every part of it caught her eyes and made her happy.

Previously, she was afraid that the young miss would look down on this small courtyard, so she could only silently regret it.

"Miss Xiao Yue, you're here."

The middle-aged butler who was in charge of the conversation with her previously came out from the inner hall and welcomed her, "Miss Xiao Yue, my master is in the inner hall.

"Thank you."

Following the introduction of the middle aged man, Xiao Yue walked in step by step, circling around every inch of the courtyard.

Her heart thumped as if she had thought of something. Her heart clenched and her face paled.

Could it be him?

In the next second, Xiao Yue hurriedly rejected this guess in his heart, and strove to calm the panic in his heart.

How could he have come here?

Xiao Yue felt that she was overthinking it, but his anxious heart was beating faster and faster, as if it was going to spurt out from his heart.

Following the housekeeper into the inner hall, she felt as if her heart was about to stop, and the handkerchief in her hand was about to be pinched.

"Miss Xiao Yue, Young Noble is inside, you can enter by yourself, this lowly one will be sending you off."

Soon, the middle-aged butler bowed and left.

It was only then that Xiao Yue realised that the middle-aged man was extremely respectful to her. With such an appearance, how could he just treat her as a servant girl that came to negotiate with the shop for his master?

Thinking about that, Xiao Yue's uneasiness became even stronger.

But since they were already here, if it really was him, she wouldn't be able to dodge them.

With this thought in mind, she took a deep breath, stretched out her hands and pushed open the door.

Inside the room, a man in a light blue brocade robe was drawing a picture of Danqing with his eyes lowered. He was extremely skilled with his hand and his brush strokes were extremely elegant. His handsome appearance was especially eye-catching.

And the moment Xiao Yue saw him, all of her luck, self-consolation, had all been shattered at this moment.

Her fingers were clenched into a fist, and there was a hint of white between her fingers.

The man was still painting and did not seem to be in a hurry to receive her. Only after the last stroke did he put down his pen, raise his handsome and helpless face, and look up at her.

The seemingly amorous eyes contained a faint smile, but the smile did not reach the eyes, only let people feel a cold thin around the body.

Her beautiful lips curved slightly, yet extremely sharp, "Long time no see, Xiao Yue."

Xiao Yue took a deep breath, coldly looked at the man in front of him, and said: "The young duke is not staying in the Duke's Mansion properly, what are you doing in the Easternum?"

The man slowly walked out from in front of the desk, step by step, he arrived in front of Xiao Yue. His tall figure blocked the sunlight outside the window, as well as's originally small figure of light in front of him.

Xiao Yue's breathing became a little rough because of the man's approach, but she clenched her teeth and endured it. She looked at the man with a guarded expression, so cold that the man frowned.

Her slender and clean finger raised up slightly, and lightly touched Xiao Yue's trembling chin, suddenly she laughed: "You actually came here to be Crown Princess Jing's maid with such an identity, what's so strange about me coming here?"

Xiao Yue inhaled a breath of cold air. The man's fingertip was clearly very light, but it was filled with intense pain.

"For the benefit of your family, This King did not expect that you would be able to endure it."

The man's voice was as warm as jade, but every word he spoke was like a knife stabbed into Xiao Yue's heart. It took a long time for him to calm down.

"Your highness should know that I've been mischievous and disobedient since I was young. I'm not willing to stay at home and only came out to play. How is this related to my clan's interests? Your Royal Highness, after all these years, did you not do a lot of things, openly or covertly, and think of everyone as the same as you? "

Xiao Yue's eyes were filled with ridicule, every word was incomparably sharp, just like how she was right now.

The man was not annoyed by Xiao Yue's ridicule, he only laughed out loud.

Her fingers gently pinched on Xiao Yue's exquisite face. The warmth from her fingertips caused the tip of Xiao Yue's heart to suddenly tremble, as if she was deep in her memories. She tried with all her might to grab onto something, but in the end, she couldn't.

"Xiao Yue, you really don't deserve any praise. Just now, when I praised you for being so patient, you revealed your true colors so quickly?"

Facing the man's teasing, Xiao Yue was still the same cold and detached appearance she always had. She looked completely different from the mischievous and timid servant girl in front of Liu Ruo Qing.

The man looked at her with a somewhat absent-minded expression, as if he was trying very hard to find something he had lost. But no matter how hard he tried, the harder he tried, and the harder he found it was to hold on to.

"The young prince used this elegant garden to trick me over. Could it be that he wants me to listen to a few words of praise from you?"

Xiao Yue coldly snorted, the ridicule on her face not vanishing in the slightest.

Xiao Yue's voice caused the man to retract all of his thoughts, she recovered her senses, looked at her beautiful and refined face and said: "How is this a lie? I just heard that you've been busy finding such a beautiful place recently, so I gave it to you. Shouldn't you thank me?"

"There's no need to give it to me. My blood brother even knows how to settle debts, not to mention that I don't have any relationship with the prince."

As Xiao Yue said this, she took out the contract she had prepared beforehand and handed it over to the man.