Murongxue nodded, the hero saved the beauty, and the beauties gave each other a good story ...
"Speaking of heroes saving the beauty, this king suddenly remembered that Yichen had saved you ..." Mr. Jing said with a smile, his eyes and brows were full of ridicule.
what?Ye Yichen saved her?
Murong Xue looked at Ye Yichen suspiciously. Ye Yichen had always hated her, saying that he had harmed her, she believed, saying he had saved him ...
"When did this happen?" She had no impression at all.
Grandpa Jing Jingjian raised his eyebrows and said: "It is strictly calculated, it should have been ten years ago. On that day, it was a feast of plum blossoms in the Royal Palace. You don't know what to do. Your parents, relatives and friends are gone. Buddies, royal palace ladies, eunuchs, and guards are looking everywhere. Later, in the small corner of a remote palace, Yichen found you in a comatose state. At that time, your little face was fluttered with frozen red, and the whole body was cold. Almost frozen ... "
Murong Xue tried hard to recall that the original owner's memory still lacked this memory: "I can't remember it."
"You were only four years old at that time, and naturally you don't remember." Mr. Jing's disapproval laughter made Murongxue narrow his eyes slightly. Ten years ago, when he was four years old, wouldn't it be her cold year: " When Lord Jing found me, did I already suffer from cold poison? "
Ye Yichen's eyes fell, and nodded gently: "Yes!"
Murongxue's eyes narrowed: "Then Mrs. Jing knows, who gave me the cold poison?"
"I don't know." Ye Yichen shook his head: "When the king walked to that side hall, there was only you there."
Murongxue's eyes were cold: In this way, she was cold and poisoned in the palace. The palace was heavily guarded. The idlers couldn't get in at all. It was the guard of the palace that poisoned her.Eunuch?Or the minister who went to the banquet?
"This is West Lake Longjing. Let's see if it suits your taste!" An indifferent voice sounded, and a distinct hand pushed a cup of hot tea in front of her.
"Thank you!" Murong Xue said lightly, and looked up to Ye Yichen: "Thank you, Lord Jing, for his life-saving grace!"
"It's just effortless, don't be polite!" Ye Yichen said lightly, her sharp eyes dark as ink.
The corner of Murongxue's mouth was bent, and he was about to open his mouth, and suddenly there was an inaudible sound outside the door!
"Who is it?" Ye Yichen flicked his fingers, and the strong internal force flew out. The door opened with a bang, hitting the outsider hard.
A slender figure was hit to the ground, and the screams shrieked through the clouds, resounding through the clouds: "Ah!"
Murongxue looked sideways and saw a young woman lying on the ground. She wore a lilac soft smoke, the skirt was embroidered with fresh begonia flowers, and her dark hair was combed into a delicate fallen bun, with a slim figure. , Fufengruoliu, beautiful face Qingguo Qingcheng, the princess Mobe Qin Yuyan.
Ye Yichen looked at her, her eyes flashing with displeasure: "What are you doing here?"
"I came to the teahouse to drink tea. When I heard you were in this elegant room, I came over. I didn't expect ... you are meeting the guests ..." Qin Yuyan slowly stood up with the help of Xiao Gongnv.
Her choked voice, shattered and broken, a little face pale and bloodless, tears twirling in the pupil without focus, like a regular wife being married by famous media, seeing the husband and other women have Fair dyeing, very pitiful!
In that period, Ai Ai was very pitiful, and looked weak when the wind blew. Murongxue frowned, and said lightly: "I still have things, take a step first, Grandpa Jing, Grandpa Jing, leave!"
Qin Yuyan and Ye Yichen, they took care of it themselves. She is an outsider who is too lazy to manage and is not interested in it.
Murongxue crossed Qin Yuyan, walked out of the room, walked down the wooden ladder, step by step ...
Ye Yichen stood at the door of Yajian and watched her walk out of the teahouse and into the crowd, disappearing, and a complex look flashed across her eyes. She looked sideways at Qin Yuyan: "You can't see it, don't wander outside anymore. , Come here, send Princess Qin back to the house. "
Indifferent and alienated in the low and deep voice, Qin Yuyan's body shivered, and large and large tears overflowed his eyes, flowing down his cheeks: "Yi Chen, are you, do you despise me ..."
Ye Yichen's face was somber for a moment, "What are you talking about?"
"If you didn't despise me, why did you rush to condemn me to go back to the house, I finally found the courage to come out once ..." Qin Yuyan's tears were dim: her eyes were invisible, and she didn't dare to come out to meet people ...
"You are not in good health, not suitable for staying outside for a long time!" Ye Yichen returned to her with a salty look.
"Really? You condemned me, not to chase Rong Xue ..." Qin Yuyan looked at Ye Yichen's direction momentarily, his eyes flashing a little hope.
Ye Yichen frowned tightly: "Of course not ..."
"Since it's not, don't condemn Yuyan back to the house. Our family is rarely reunited. Let's go to the restaurant in front for lunch together!" With gentle laughter, Princess Jing held her hand and walked away. Come here, a small face bright and moving.
Mr. Jing ’s sharp eyes swept Qin Yuyan and fell on Mrs. Jing: “You have been here for a long time. The election appeared just now, just for destruction?”
"Then the prince talked about the rescue of beauty by the little hero ten years ago, but wanted to match Yichen and Murongxue?" Mrs. Jing raised her eyebrows and looked at Mrs. Jing. She did not feel uncomfortable doing anything bad and being caught.
"How is it?" Mrs. Jing looked at Princess Jing, his eyes frowned.
Mrs. Jing, angrily: "Murong Xue is not unnecessary to throw away the dust? Why should I pick it up?"
"What do you know? This king matched them, naturally there is the truth of this king." Lord Jing Jing looked gloomy and replied coldly.
"I don't understand, you know best." Princess Jing Jing stared at Mr. Jing, saying: "However, I can be the master of Yichen's marriage. As long as I don't agree, Murong Xuexiu wants to marry. Enter the Jing Palace! "
The old man Jing Jing looked somber and said coldly: "This is your son marrying his wife, but not yours. Why don't you ask your son, who is the woman he likes?
Old Princess Jing didn't take it for granted: "Is Yichen like it, isn't Yuyan?" She looked at everything that Yichen did for Yuyan.
Looking at her arrogant face, Grandpa Jing disdainfully sneered: "Then you ask him personally, the one he puts in my heart is still not Qin Yuyan."
The old princess Jing was stunned, looking sideways at Ye Yichen: "Yichen, don't you empathize, don't you love?"