Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 152 Do You Know My Heart
"Iron posts?" Qing Yange, who was gnawing on the fruit, slightly opened her eyes.

"That's right, it was sent by someone from Prince Linyuan, saying that he wanted to meet you one last time before leaving." Qing Yuan handed the post to Qingyange.

Qing Yange flipped through it casually, and said nonchalantly: "How about I take Jiu Que with me?"

She vaguely felt that being alone with Lin Yuan was a very dangerous thing.

Qing Yuan shook her head, and pointed to the corner of the ironing post, "Look, princess, Prince Linyuan has specifically told you not to bring Jiuque with you."

Qingyange took a closer look, and sure enough, she saw a small row of neatly written words: Don't bring Jiuque.

However, this is completely different from the handwriting in the main text. Even though this small line of handwriting is neat, it looks a bit crappy, obviously someone added it on purpose.

Qingyange frowned slightly, "Qingyuan, why don't I go?"

No matter what, she felt that this was a grand banquet.

"Princess, Prince Linyuan has been very kind to you these days. He is about to leave. If you don't take a look, you are too unconscionable! What's more, Prince Linyuan almost died in the royal hunting ground last time. On your behalf It is also very necessary for Tiancang Royal to express condolences."

Qing Yuan analyzed seriously.

After a long time, Qingyange nodded, "Go."

Three days later.

The light smoke song arrived as promised.

I came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake by the Weiming Lake.

The landscape of the pavilion in the middle of the lake is very good, surrounded by lotus flowers in various poses and with different expressions, fish and dragons dive to the bottom, and sinking scales compete.

Among the layers of veils, sat an extremely handsome young man. He was wearing a snow-colored robe, his long black hair was rolled up, his eyelashes were very long, and his peach blossom eyes shimmered. There is a trace of warmth from top to bottom.

Qingyuan lifted the veil, and Qing Yange walked slowly into the pavilion.

The gentle and jade-like young man heard the movement, and his long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. He turned his head, his eyes were gentle and serious, "You are here."

Just looking at the person who came wearing a light white emerald green butterfly skirt and a thin tulle cape, which made her look even fairer. Her almond eyes were as bright as grapes, her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, and her posture was charming and charming. People can't help but look a few more times.

As soon as Qingyange entered the Huxin Pavilion, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Her black eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she looked towards the young man, only looking at the usual gentleman, at this moment her fair cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were blurred.

She took a step and sat down on the opposite side, and asked aloud, "Did you drink a lot?"

Qing Yange couldn't believe it, Lin Yuan has always been impeccable and easy to handle, and always looks personable, when was he so embarrassed?
Linyuan smiled softly, his pleasant voice was full of magnetism, he stretched out his agar-like finger, pointed at the corner of the Huxin Pavilion, and smiled brighter and brighter, "I drank all those wines..."

Qingyange looked in the direction of the finger, and saw three full jars rolling to the ground, with no wine left.

"Didn't you say that we met at the Huxin Pavilion in Xushi? I didn't come late, why did you drink so much wine?" Qing Yange asked, her face was full of confusion.

Even if this person tilted his head up to drink, he couldn't possibly drink three jars in one go.

Lin Yuan shook his head invisibly, his poppy-like lips slightly curled up, "Because I've been sitting here since the early morning, drinking slowly from small cups, when you come, That's all I drank."

Light smoke song: "..."

Qingyange looked at the boy in front of him with a complicated expression.

Obviously, such a gesture looks extremely frustrated in love.

Qing Yange sighed faintly, she must be the one who beat the mandarin duck with a stick.

If it wasn't for the accidental death of the princess and she took over his body, I'm afraid the two of them would have lived together.

Seeing that Qingyange didn't say a word, Linyuan got up suddenly, bent down and approached Qingyange.

Qingyange retreated subconsciously, but the Huxin Pavilion was so small that she couldn't hide no matter how hard she tried.

A pair of icy cold hands caressed her cheeks, and with the billowing heat blowing towards her face, the gentle and jade-like young man smiled sweetly, "Yan'er, do you know that my heart hurts so much."

He was obviously smiling, but there were a little water stains in those hazy eyes.

With a sound of "ding", the wooden hairpin on his head fell down inadvertently, and his long hair spread out like splashed ink. The black and white complemented each other, making him look like a witch, adding a trace of inexplicable temptation.

Qingyange stretched out her hand and carefully peeled off Linyuan's palm, and said: "Well... I think you are drunk, why don't we get together some other day?"

After the words fell, Qingyange pulled up her legs and chose to run away.

However, she just took small steps and ran a few steps, a big palm tapped on her waist, pulling her into a warm embrace full of the faint fragrance of flowers.

Qing Yange wanted to use her internal force to knock Lin Yuan unconscious.

However, she found herself trapped in Lin Yuan's arms, unable to move at all!

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

It looks gentle and soft, but Feng Linyuan's martial arts are unfathomable above hers! !

No way, just a Jiuque, why Linyuan's martial arts is higher than hers, isn't she set to be a strong woman who kills a bloody road with one enemy, one thousand in the first night? !
Are there so many strong people in this world?

How did Qingyange know that whether it is Jiuque or Linyuan, they are all dragons and phoenixes among the people, they are in high positions, and they are easy to be plotted against by others, so they have learned martial arts to defend themselves from childhood. All above her.

"Yaner." Linyuan's magnetic voice sounded in Qingyange's ears, and a tingling electric current seemed to penetrate into her limbs and bones.

Immediately afterwards, the begging voice sounded again, "Stay by my side, okay? Come with me to Dayong, I will only spoil you in my life."

Qing Yange's face froze slightly, and she said with difficulty: "Prince Linyuan, that...have you heard the saying, a twisted melon is not sweet."

Lin Yuan's body trembled slightly, his long eyelashes curled down one after another, a crystal clear teardrop rolled down from his amber-like eyes, soaking into Qingyange's skin.

He said softly and reverently, "Yan'er, is it because you have Jiuque in your heart that you treat me like this? Or do you blame me for not coming to Dayong in time to save you from the fire?"

ha? ? ?
Since when did she like Jiu Que?

Could it be that the rumor that Jiuque's master and servant made rumors spread so widely?
Even Lin Yuan believed it was true?
Qing Yange said stiffly: "That...I..."

Qingyange was about to explain.

But Lin Yuan said at this time: "If you really like Jiu Que, maybe I should let you go free..."

These words seemed to be muttering to himself, and also seemed to be said to Qing Yange.

Qing Yange's eyes brightened.

As long as she admits that she doesn't like Jiu Que, does it mean that Lin Yuan will not be entangled anymore?

Qingyange nodded hurriedly, "Yes, I like Jiuque!"

In the end, she still felt that it was not enough, so she added, "I have to be nine in this life!"

"Oh? This king is so important?"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

(End of this chapter)