Princess, be nice

Chapter 1897 Are you comfortable? Can't keep up?

The pavilion master fell into a deep sleep.

Hiss...it's over.

The pavilion master is usually in a deep sleep and cannot hear her call.

How to do……

Ye Chan felt that she had never encountered such a difficult thing since she was a child. She was clearly only here to be a third party to destroy the relationship between husband and wife, so why did she encounter so many things.

This task is really, unusually difficult to do.

Ye Chan walked back and forth in a hurry, and it was the servant girl who came over. Seeing that her young lady was so nervous, she came up with an idea, "Your maidservant can go and inquire first. When the time comes, you can just help a group of concubines."

That's right.

Ye Chan was sent by Long Quyuan, and she still had a task, which was to protect Yuan Changhuan's safety.

No matter how she destroys the relationship, she is not allowed to hurt Yuan Changhuan.

And to protect her.

Otherwise, Long Quyuan didn't need to be overqualified and send her here.

Ye Chan stomped her feet when she heard the maid's words, "How can I help?"

"For example, if it is found out who caused Rong Yuanhou's death, if the servant did not guess wrong, Rong Yuanhou must have died naturally."

"After all, the servant saw that he was still in good health."

"And ah..." The servant girl pressed her lips to Ye Chan's ear, and said in a low voice, "Don't you find it strange that the slave girl found out that Rong Yuan Hou passed away, but the Crown Princess did not return to Rong Yuan Hou's mansion for the funeral?"

Ye Chan narrowed her eyes. Thinking about it this way, it was really strange. She frowned slightly, "Then go and find out what's going on."

They don't know anything now, even if they want to do something, they can't do it.

……

And in Xingzhixuan, which is only separated from the side courtyard by a wall.

Xie Ci was afraid that Yuan Changhuan would get bored in the room, so he put a thick cloak on her, took her hand, and walked out of the room.

There is also a wall between Xingzhixuan and Rongyuanhou's Mansion.

It is really possible to see the withered peach blossom trees in Rongyuanhou Mansion.

The vast expanse of whiteness inside was not falling snow, but white cloth.

Xie Ci didn't let Yuan Changhuan look at Rongyuanhou's mansion, but led her to sit on the soft chair under the pear tree. The air outside was clean and clear. Taking a deep breath, the entire altar was clear.

Yuan Changhuan squinted his peach blossom eyes, which were originally dry and aching, but because of the cool and clean air, they were relieved a lot.

Xie Ci used ice cubes to cold compress her for a long time last night, even so, it was still uncomfortable to wake up this morning.

Probably too suffocated.

Come out to look at the sky, look at the scenery, and the eyes quickly relieved.

"Are you feeling better?" Xie Ci asked in a low voice with his thin lips slightly parted.

The clear voice magnified infinitely in the ear, Yuan Changhuan raised his eyes, met his phoenix eyes, and rarely bent a small arc, "It's much more comfortable, don't worry."

Patting the back of his hand, Yuan Changhuan stood up from the soft chair.

Gently spreading her arms, the cool wind instantly penetrated her limbs and body.

Soon.

Xie Ci hugged her from behind her, the warmth drove away the coolness, Yuan Changhuan turned his slender neck and looked at Xie Ci, "What's wrong?"

The voice is still low and hoarse, but it is not the Shaka of yesterday.

After hugging for a while, Xie Ci's voice became lower and lower, like the most intimate whisper between husband and wife, "Yuanyuan, I found news about He Lianlan."

"do you want to go?"

Yuan Changhuan's eyes moved, not in a hurry, "You don't want me to go?"

"It's not that I don't want to, but in a few days it will be the day of my father-in-law's funeral. If you go there, you may not be able to make it."

(End of this chapter)