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It was almost noon when Shang Yiqing returned to the palace. The weather was beautiful, but her heart was clouded.

"Princess, the prince is waiting for you in his study." The one who spoke was a servant girl who was not often by her side, but she was never a nobody.

Shang Yiqing took a deep breath. When she saw that the study room was getting closer and closer to her, her heart couldn't help but pound. Even her breathing became more urgent. She heavily pinched the back of her hand. The pain caused her face to contort, but at the same time, it also eased her nervousness. She reached out to push open the study door, but when she got close to the door, she couldn't help but stop.

"Don't be afraid, it's just running away from home, isn't it? "What's the big deal? Even if Fang Zinan is extremely angry, he's just angry. What can he do to himself?" Shang Yiqing silently cheered herself on as she forcefully pushed open the door.

He then took a deep breath and moved his weak legs into the room.

The study was very clean, filled with the fragrance of masts and books. Fang Zinan quietly stood by the window, facing the bright sun outside. His back was facing her, and his white clothes were as white as snow. Hearing the sound of the door opening, his body slightly moved. If one did not look carefully, it would be impossible to tell what it was.

Shang Yiqing suddenly felt peaceful.

Actually, in the Prince's Mansion, especially in the study, it was already very quiet. However, the feeling of peace was brought to her by Fang Zinan.

The light in the study room was sufficient. When Shang Yiqing's gaze fell on Fang Zinan's tall and straight back, her gaze never left it.

After being silent for a while, he heard Fang Zinan try his best to speak in a cold tone, "You're finally back?"

Shang Yiqing walked over to the table and sat down without a word.

Fang Zinan suddenly turned his head around. His face was pale under the sunlight. He looked even more handsome and dejected, but his face was calm, making it hard for others to tell what he was thinking.

Shang Yiqing had thought that Ye Chong must be furious. She did not expect him to look so calm, neither angry nor happy.

"Where did you go yesterday?" He asked indifferently, as if he was asking a cat or dog. His tone was cold and distant.

Shang Yiqing's nervousness calmed down upon hearing his question. She could say whatever he wanted since she was back. She looked up at the glazed lamp hanging from the top of the beam, but said nothing.

For a long time, he couldn't help but glance at Shang Yiqing. He raised his hand, moved his feet, looked at Shang Yiqing, like a snowflake on a high mountain. He stood alone, with a kind of cold, proud, and worried expression.

Especially those eyes.

She was sparkling like a star in the sky, but she was filled with indifference and a faint sadness.

With such a pair of eyes looking at her, Shang Yiqing suddenly felt weak in her heart. She was obviously running away from home because of this guy, but she felt guilty facing him. It was such a deadly feeling! She had originally planned that if he tried to denounce her, she would either quarrel with him or start a fight. But now, she couldn't say a single word. On the contrary, she even felt weak in her heart, feeling as if she had lost all hope. What did he mean? Could he be planning something bad? "Or had he already thought of a way to deal with her?

Thinking of this, Shang Yiqing could no longer sit still. She stood up and questioned him, "Why are you looking at me? Just say what you want to say?

Fang Zinan was still looking at her gloomily. Hearing her words, he smiled faintly, a smile that made it seem as if he was estranged from his. However, when he saw the look in his eyes, he felt his hair stand on end.

After laughing, Fang Zinan turned and sat on the chair to the left of Shang Yiqing. Shang Yiqing could only see the side of his face, which was as cold as his smile.

Damn it! This guy was still pretending to be an old freak. What in the world was he trying to do? He was truly baffled! Shang Yiqing looked at him and raised his voice. "Stop putting on an act and say what you want to say. I'm back now."

Fang Zinan smiled lightly again and looked at the masthead tree outside the window. He casually said, "You didn't come back last night. You were with Xiao Tian Yuan the whole time, weren't you?"

"So what if I am?" Since he already knew everything, there was no way for him to keep it a secret. Thus, he decided to just tell the truth to his heart's content.

Fang Zinan acted as if he didn't hear anything. He raised his hand and poured himself a cup of water. Then he slowly drank it all in small sips.

She could hear the sound of his throat as he drank, and she was curious why he was so quiet. Although he was supposed to be angry at the moment, he had a calm expression, but this quiet feeling was even more terrifying than the argument he had with her. She only felt a chill on her back, a bitter taste in her mouth, and she did not know how to deal with him.

Fang Zinan slowly drank a cup of water, then he placed the cup on the table. There was a slight sound, as if this sound had broken the silence in the study.

Shang Yiqing glared at him and asked, "Why are you looking for me? If there's nothing else, I'll head back to my room. "

"Are you very familiar with Xiao Tianyuan?" he asked her suddenly.

"I'm not very familiar with him. However, I was saved by him the last time. If it wasn't for him, I think I would have already been bullied by those two scoundrels!" Shang Yiqing pursed her lips and said this.

Fang Zinan's eyelids twitched, but he did not raise his head. Instead, he slowly extended his right hand and carefully examined the palm print as if he was studying something.

Shang Yiqing turned around and walked out. She could not stand the suffocating atmosphere.

Shang Yiqing stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do. She was about to leave, but she stopped obediently at these words.

She turned around, stared at him with wide eyes, and asked a little angrily: "What do you want to do? What are you trying to say? What are you thinking? Can you explain it clearly and clearly? Can you not be so stubborn? "

Fang Zinan smiled again. It was a sad smile, and it seemed like he was lost in thought.

Shang Yiqing felt like rushing over and slapping Zhang Ye when she saw his smiling face. It was truly hateful!

"I'd like to ask, where is the pearl earring in your left ear?" he asked her after he had laughed.

"What earrings?" Although she said this, she couldn't help but touch her earlobe with her left hand. It was indeed empty. Just when did this earring fall off? She didn't know.