Chapter 9 Xue Li is sorry

Her eyes couldn't help but feel hot, Wei Yunxue sniffed aggrievedly, and suddenly with a cry, she threw herself into his arms and cried.

Xue Li: "..."

What's going on? You were fine just now, but why are you crying all of a sudden?
"I'm sorry, Xue Li, I'm sorry..." Wei Yunxue hugged his arm tightly and couldn't help crying. While choking, she apologized desperately to him: "I'm sorry, Xue Li..."

Xue Li was slightly startled when he heard what she said. Then he lowered his slender eyelashes, and his slender white hands gently fell on her head. He didn't ask her why, but gently rubbed her hair and eyebrows. He softened slightly and said in a deep voice, "It doesn't matter."

Whatever it is, it doesn't matter.

After hearing these words, Miss Wei Jiu cried even harder.

After finally calming down her mood, Xue Li was about to put her on the bed, but Wei Yunxue refused to let go despite any words.

"It's already late at night, aren't you ready to take a rest?" Perhaps he was infected by her emotions, and there was a rare chuckle in his voice.

Wei Yunxue twisted and groaned, but still did not let go.

"Your Highness Prince Jing, Your Highness! The young lady has already taken a rest, please come back!" Outside the door, the anxious voice of Ji Xing suddenly came from a distance to dissuade her.

Wei Yunxue's eyebrows twitched unconsciously, and she quietly raised her head to glance at Xue Li's expression. The latter looked indifferent as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Yue'er, I heard from your sister that you have suffered from the wind and cold..." Zhou You's words stopped abruptly when he saw the two people in the room, and was replaced by a touch of surprise.

"Uncle Xiao Wang?" He looked in the direction of Xue Li.

Xue Li glanced at him, nodded lightly, and said nothing.

Seeing the intimate posture of the two of them clearly, the smile on Zhou You's face froze: "Yue'er, are you seriously ill?"

Wei Yunxue pursed her lips and didn't even give him a glance. From what he meant, could it be that she felt that she was so sick that she mistook the appearance of her sweetheart.

Rubbing Xue Li's chest as if relying on it, Wei Yunxue ignored the person at the door, just looked up at him pitifully, and whispered coquettishly: "I'm cold."

Xue Li looked down at her and said nothing. He just picked up the auspicious cloud-patterned cloak behind him and put it on her body. Wei Yunxue narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, and then wrapped her slender wrist around his neck.

Zhou You's eyes came over again, and Xue Li seemed to feel something. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled up the big cloak she was wearing, covering her whole body, including her head and face. Extremely fluent and natural.

The sudden darkness stunned Wei Yunxue, but she quickly reacted, curled her lips and smiled secretly, and quietly nestled in his arms without saying a word.

"Yue'er?" Zhou You's eyes froze when he saw Xue Li's actions, and he called her name again without giving up.

Wei Yunxue continued to turn a deaf ear.

"Your Highness Prince Jing, the young lady has already rested. Please come back." Ji Xing saw Wei Yunxue's silent movements and immediately took a step forward to politely and resolutely block Prince Jing's sight.

Ji Xing has been with Wei Yunxue for so many years and understands her young lady's thoughts best. Although she still doesn't know why the young lady suddenly changed like this, since the young lady doesn't like Prince Jing now, she just asks him to leave.

Zhou You looked away from Wei Yunxue and looked at her uncertainly for a long time with squinted eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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