On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 323: You don’t like him, do you?

He didn't say much, just said: "Good skills."

Ye Zhiyu's wrist was still tightly grasped by Feng Wuming, and his words meant something.

Ye Zhiyu withdrew his hand in embarrassment, touched the tip of his nose and said, "It's just the Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu."

Feng Wuming no longer struggled with this issue, and just asked Ye Zhiyu to follow, and the two of them got on the carriage outside the alley together.

Feelings are still prepared.

In fact, Feng Wuming could have parked the carriage at Wen Mansion or any other conspicuous place, and she would have seen it.

If he had to go with her for a while, Ye Zhiyu could only narrowly believe that the prince might want to test his skills.

Other than that, I really can't find any other good reason.

The carriage started to move. Feng Wuming glanced at Ye Zhiyu and said calmly: "The person who followed you in the first place was not me."

Not Feng Wuming?Who is that?
But this just explains why the tail's aura was so obvious at first, as if it was for fear that others wouldn't notice it.

Ye Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly Feng Wuming turned over and pressed her down on the seat.

Looking at the handsome face so close and listening to the slightly trembling breathing, Ye Zhiyu's face turned pale.

Feng Wuming's eyes flashed with uncontrollable emotions, like a wild beast that was ready to go, greedily looking at the prey that was about to be obtained, his eyes were full of danger.

"You seem to be avoiding me lately, why? Could it be..."

Feng Wuming's eyes were filled with puzzled inquiry.

Ye Zhiyu's eyes widened and he looked at Feng Wuming in disbelief. His heart beat faster and it seemed as if it was about to jump out of his throat. He kept swallowing nervously and said, "I...I..."

"What am I?" Feng Wuming said in a low voice, and his bright red lips slowly approached her earlobe.

"I, I, I... I need to go to the toilet!" Ye Zhiyu pushed him away and shouted outside, "Stop!"

The coachman outside heard the sound and quickly pulled the reins. The carriage suddenly stopped. Under the force of the force, Feng Wuming knocked his head against the carriage frame.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ye Zhiyu lifted up her skirt and opened the curtain, and got out of the carriage in three strokes.

"My lord, I'm sorry! I'm really worried! What's that? You go back first and we'll see you at the palace!"

Goodbye!
Feng Wuming's words suddenly stuck in his throat. He quickly stuck his head out to see that the person had already run away.

Staring at Ye Zhiyu's strong back, Feng Wuming couldn't help but smile and shake his head, it was really crazy.

Ye Zhiyu turned back while running, fearing that Feng Wuming would let the coachman chase him.My own two legs can't outrun two horses and eight legs.

Fortunately, after running for a while, Feng Wuming showed no intention of chasing after him.

Ye Zhiyu was restless and uneasy. For several days in a row, he kept inadvertently recalling what Wen Baoshu said to him.

They are in love with each other, they are in love with each other... Feng Wuming doesn't really like her, does he?

So what should she do next?How to face him?

They all live in the palace, and you can't see them when they look down.Ye Zhiyu was walking around in the same spot, pacing uneasily. Seeing her like this, Rong'er finally couldn't help but show up.

"Girl, are you grinding?" Rong'er couldn't help but said.

Ye Zhiyu raised his eyes and saw Rong'er. Seeing her waking up from the flowers, she looked anxious and had no one to talk to: "What do you think I should do?"

Rong'er wrote lightly: "It's useless for you to worry here. It's better to ask the prince directly."

"Are you kidding me?" Ye Zhiyu opened his eyes in horror.

"No." She wasn't crazy.

Could it be that she wanted to ask Feng Wuming if he liked her?

He said yes, how can we meet again in the future?If not, wouldn't she be just being sentimental?

Asking that in person is impossible!
Rong'er sighed: "Girl, if you don't want to ask me, and you sigh here every day, tell me, aren't you making yourself suffer?"

Seeing Ye Zhiyu hesitating and unable to make a choice, Rong'er couldn't help but use the experience of someone who had experienced it to educate her.

"Don't be coy. You see how you dodge whenever you see him these days. You don't even dare to look at him. Even I can tell that you have something on your mind."

"I didn't." Ye Zhiyu denied.

Rong'er hummed softly: "Girl, you must be so stubborn."

"Then you can't go on like this forever. The two of you are under the same roof, and you can't see each other when you look up. How long can you escape?"

Ye Zhiyu held his chin in his hands and remained silent.

It is impossible to escape for life.

Rong'er reminded her: "I feel that the prince is a little strange these days. He seems to be more concerned about Xiaojiu and Xiaofengtuan."

As soon as the two children were mentioned, Ye Zhiyu's heart suddenly rose and he was worried.

If Feng Wuming knew that she was Ye Zhiyu, the escaped princess...and knew that Xiaojiu and Xiaofengtuan were his flesh and blood, would he hate her?
Will she be kicked out directly?Let the child recognize her ancestors and leave her alone for the rest of her life without being able to see her child?
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing her stunned, Rong'er patted her shoulder.

Ye Zhiyu's face turned pale. The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became. He shook his head: "It's nothing."

She was distraught.

Rong'er was helpless: "That's all, think about it yourself, I'm going to continue to rest."

Before leaving, she did not forget to remind Ye Zhiyu: "When your spiritual power is almost recovered, consider making a new puppet for me to possess. I have been feeling creaky when walking recently. It was probably because I went to rescue Xiaotuanzi and the others that day. It’s because we’ve traveled too much.”

Ye Zhiyu nodded: "Don't worry, it will be ready for you in a few days."

After Rong'er left, Ye Zhiyu fell into a daze again.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past few days, and various pictures kept flashing in her mind.

However, that Feng Wuming often dangled in front of her eyes.

Whenever she wanted to think about that man, she felt a severe pain in her head.

Ye Zhiyu covered his face, feeling decadent.

Just thinking about his face makes my heart beat faster.

Does she really fall in love with him?
"Miss Wang, ah, no, we should call you Mr. Wang now." The housekeeper opened the door and came in.

"What's the matter?" Ye Zhiyu asked.

"The Empress Dowager in the palace just now sent an edict, asking you to enter the palace and go to the Imperial Hospital to attend."

Ying Mao?

Ye Zhiyu was confused: "Is the Queen Mother unwell?"

"No, the Queen Mother asked you to go with the people from the Imperial Hospital to get safe pulses for the young masters who are going to enter the palace today."

"I know." Ye Zhiyu nodded.

The butler added: "This is your medicine box. The prince has arranged for someone to set up the car."

Ye Zhiyu took it. In addition to the acupuncture and pills she usually used, there were also some expensive tonics, as well as some unspeakable medicine and money.

"This is……?"

The butler put on a smile: "The prince said that when a new talent enters the palace, you will definitely want to take the opportunity to make a fortune, so I specially prepared it for you."

(End of this chapter)