Daughter of a High Sect: Abandoned Concubine Reborn

Chapter 345

"Second prince——" the guard was in a hurry, and stepped forward, wanting to say something. Now the fourth prince and the first prince are ready to move, but the second prince seems to have nothing to do, and he is very leisurely, which makes him doubt himself Did the master get some stimulation?

"I have my own measure, go down." Xuanyuan Jincheng ordered in a stern voice without waiting for the guards to finish speaking.

The guard's face was tangled, he didn't understand what happened to his master, he sighed, he didn't dare to disobey Xuanyuan Jincheng's words, turned around and went out.

The sound of closing the door sounded, Xuanyuan Jincheng put down the pen in his hand, his eyes were extremely distant, as if he had drifted to a far, far away place.

During these days, he thought a lot, and suddenly felt that he had been fighting for so long, what was it for? In the end, his dearest brothers gave up, and what was left of him now.

Taking a deep breath, his head felt extremely heavy, his eyes slowly closed, his brows were full of exhaustion, he didn't want to fight anymore.

The coolness of the night became more and more serious, and the occasional gust of wind made people unable to bear it, and shivered.

After a sneeze, Ouyang Feixue wrapped her cloak tightly, and Yueya stepped forward to persuade, "Princess, let's go back to the house."

Today's sudden chill made her limbs cold, but Ouyang Feixue insisted on sitting outside for a while, but she couldn't be persuaded, so she had to obey, and she had to accompany her.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the birds are flying south. The depression of autumn is particularly obvious at night, and the surroundings are silent, and even the sound of a leaf falling into the water can be heard clearly.

I don't know what Ouyang Feixue was looking at, she was very distracted, there was no sleepiness in her clear eyes, but Yueya yawned several times, full of tiredness.

"You go back first, I'll be back in the room in a while." Ouyang Feixue said aloud when she caught a glimpse of the sleepy Crescent Moon with her shoulders hugged.

"Huh? Good." Yueya hesitated for a moment, but after all, she was no match for those heavy eyes.

After Yueya left, the night became cooler and cooler. Ouyang Feixue didn't stay long and went back to her room.

Just when she was about to take off her clothes and take a rest, the small sound on the roof startled her, she put on her clothes quickly without thinking too much, and she immediately chased him out.

Sure enough, on the roof, a black shadow flashed past and jumped from the roof.

Ouyang Feixue's eyebrows frowned, and she chased after her.

The chase in the night was silent, and the sleeping person didn't notice it at all.

"Sneaky in the middle of the night, what are you going to do?" Ouyang Feixue was still flexible, although she hadn't used it for a long time, she pointed her sword at the man in black in front of her, and said coldly.

The man in black looked a little embarrassed, his bright eyes were not in the slightest danger, they just dodged.

Ouyang Feixue suspiciously lifted the black scarf on his face, and the delicate and familiar face came into her eyes, she was a little surprised, but only for a moment.

"Did Xuanyuan Jingyi or Xuanyuan Jincheng send you here?" Ouyang Feixue asked coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, but she had already retracted the sword that was pointed at Meng Ziying just now.

Meng Ziying pursed her lips, and there was a trace of bitterness in her eyes.

"Neither." The clear voice was a bit lonely in this lonely night.

"Then what are you doing here?" Ouyang Feixue frowned, with a look of doubt in her eyes, her eyes were tightly locked on Meng Ziying, trying to see through her.

Meng Ziying's eyes were calm, and that of Qin Che's eyes made Ouyang Feixue even more puzzled.

When she didn't get an answer, Ouyang Feixue didn't want to pester her anymore, she turned around and was about to leave, when Meng Ziying suddenly stopped her.

"Feixue——" Her voice was hesitant, as if she had struggled for a long time before calling out these two words. Ouyang Feixue paused in her steps, turned her back, and waited for the next article.

There was another short silence before Meng Ziying said, "I'm sorry."

This apology made Ouyang Feixue feel mixed feelings, and Meng Ziying also said it with a heavy heart.

She was worried that even if she admitted her mistake, Ouyang Feixue would still choose to be strangers to her. After being framed several times, she blamed her father's crimes on her head, but ignored that she was also the same kind struggling in the dark night. I am ashamed of this friendship.

Ouyang Feixue adjusted her mood before turning around slowly, without any expression on her face, her voice was cold and distant, "You don't need to apologize to me."

Hearing Ouyang Feixue's words, Meng Ziying's eyes were filled with joy for a moment. She thought that Ouyang Feixue had forgiven her.

But in the next second, Ouyang Feixue's words completely sentenced her to death.

"It doesn't matter whoever is sorry, we can't go back." After saying these words with a blank face, Ouyang Feixue didn't blink her eyes, as if she was extremely relaxed and natural.

Meng Ziying was taken aback, at first she was so happy that she was beaten out of her wits, but her heart was suddenly filled with sadness, and her clear eyes gradually became foggy.

"I??????" Her voice was so choked that it was difficult to speak a complete sentence, her eyes were firmly on Ouyang Feixue, her throat was full of soreness.

Before she finished speaking, Ouyang Feixue turned around expressionlessly, leaving her with an indifferent back, just like when she first knew her.

Seeing that clear and shallow figure walking away, Meng Ziying could no longer hold back the boundless sadness, sobbing uncontrollably, the only words in her mouth were 'I'm sorry'.

There was a cold wind blowing outside, and when she returned to the warm room, Ouyang Feixue couldn't feel the slightest bit of warmth. Her mind was filled with Meng Ziying's distraught face and choked up voice.

She forced herself not to think about it, but she was not a cold woman by nature. Her indifference and alienation were just self-defense, and she didn't want to hurt those innocent people.

Despite going through so much, she never learned how to be cold-blooded and ruthless.

Tossing and turning like this until dawn, Ouyang Feixue fell asleep lightly, and the sound of Yueya's soft opening of the door woke her up again.

"Did I disturb you?" Yueya looked apologetically at Ouyang Feixue on the bed, and said softly.

Ouyang Feixue shook her head, she had already sat up, Yueya quickly stepped forward to help her get out of bed, and helped her change clothes and shoes.

"Princess, why are these shoes wet?" Crescent Moon frowned, looking at the stained shoes, and said softly.

Ouyang Feixue lowered her head and glanced lightly, she must have made it when she went out last night, she didn't care at the time.

"Oh, it might have been done last night." Ouyang Feixue didn't say much, she simply took them over, Yueya didn't ask, she took the shoes out, and when she came back, she had a pair of clean embroidered shoes in her hand.

"Put these on. They're still new. The princess hasn't worn them." Putting on Ouyang Feixue's shoes, Yue Yue got up and went out again, this time carrying a washbasin.

"Princess, didn't you sleep well last night?" She wrung out the handkerchief for Ouyang Feixue and handed it over, but saw the shadow under Ouyang Feixue's eyes.

During the days spent with Ouyang Feixue day and night, the cringe in Yueya's heart gradually disappeared. Instead, she found that Ouyang Feixue was easier to serve than other masters in the palace. Although she didn't talk much, she never made things difficult for others. So she talked more and more gradually.

"The wind was blowing too loudly last night, so I didn't fall asleep." Crescent Moon made a random excuse, but she said seriously, "Is there? Did I sleep too deeply?"

That silly appearance actually had some reflections of the moon.

I don't know where Yingyue went out of the palace, how is she doing, thinking about it, the worried look in Ouyang Feixue's eyes gradually dissipated.

"Maybe." Ouyang Feixue replied lightly.

Seeing that Ouyang Feixue's complexion was a bit grim, Yueya didn't answer any more, she took the handkerchief from Ouyang Feixue's hand, walked quietly to the washbasin, put the handkerchief into the washbasin, and went out.

The afternoon sun is very light, not as glaring as in summer, it is as gentle as a lover's embrace, and it is extremely comfortable to spread on the body.

Ouyang Feixue was sitting on the swing, bathed in the sun, squinting her eyes comfortably, her serene appearance was like a well-behaved cat.

The expression on his face gradually became gentle because of the smell of sunlight, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It was the first time for Yueya to look at such a soft Ouyang Feixue, looking at that soft face, there was a slight smile on her face inadvertently.

(End of this chapter)