The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Not only Yun Qianyue, but also Li Yun!

Li Yun's deep-rooted soul and Yun Qianyue's identity in the past two decades are not what she said she could abandon! Since they can't give up, it's okay to let her be a brand new self, and live the happiness that neither Li Yun nor Yun Qianyue have ever lived! This is not a waste of this life.

Thinking this way, although I didn't get the secret of the body from the old prince, but the heart knot buried in the bottom of my heart opened, Yun Qingyue's mood suddenly became brighter, she felt that the whole person was a lot easier, now everything Can't be too hasty, her first task is to recuperate the wound on her arm and think about other things.

Determined, Yun Qianyue was holding an umbrella and was about to leave. At this time, when she heard footsteps approaching behind her, she slowly turned around and saw Yun Muhan approaching her with an umbrella, and then stopped her footsteps to leave. Watch him approach.

Yun Muhan looked at Yun Qiangyue badly, her eyes fixed on her injured arm, and her tone was somber, "How do you stand here to rain? Don't you know you need to recuperate?"

"Brother, every time you see me, you are either cold-faced or scolding me. When can you say something nice?" Yun Qianyue looked at Yun Muhan, and he was tired, and he didn't sleep well in the past two days. I’m afraid it’s because I’m tired of tracking down the murderer. I can’t help but feel a bit distressed. “If the murderer can’t find it, he can’t find it. , You have been training me, why don’t you know that you should pay attention to your body?"

Yun Muhan stepped in.

"I know you care about me, and I will definitely take care of the wounds, and you should go back to bed as soon as possible!" Yun Qianyue said another sentence, and turned away with an umbrella. After coming out for a while, she did feel a little cool, and it was more comfortable to go back to bed. It is better to drink a bowl of **** soup, she thought secretly.

Yun Muhan watched Yun Qianyue leave, stood still, and didn't speak again, and his eyes flickered. Until Yun Qianyue's figure walked away, he still did not withdraw his gaze, and remained motionless for a long time.

"Shizi, Princess Qingwan is making a lot of noise. The emperor invites you to enter the palace again!" Yunmeng hurriedly urged Yun Muhan to pant, "Come and go!"

"Don't go!" Yun Muhan withdrew his eyes, threw out two words, and stepped away.

Yun Meng was stunned, "Shizi, where are you going?"

"Go back to sleep!" Yun Muhan walked to his yard without looking back.

"This...how does this...the emperor is not easy to explain..." Yun Meng quickly caught up with Yun Muhan.

Yun Muhan kept walking, and said coldly, "I will not go if I say no. If I die, will the emperor be there to explain? You tell the person that if you report to the emperor, you will say I am sick. Now I need to rest in bed. As for Princess Qingwan, he also asks you to be smart!"

Yun Meng discovered that Yun Muhan was tired and his face was extremely ugly. He thought that Shizi had been tired all day and night because of the pursuit of the murderer, and he stopped. He respectfully said: "Yes, that world is good. Rest, the old slave went back."

Yun Muhan ignored Yunmeng and walked away.

Yun Meng turned and hurried to the gate.

Yun Qianyue returned to Qianyue Pavilion. Cailian, Mama Zhao, Tingxue, Tingyu and others all held umbrellas at the door of Qianyue Pavilion. When she came back, everyone seemed relieved. She smiled at the crowd and said, "I'm just going to Grandpa. What do I do for this battle?"

Mother Zhao, listening to snow and rain, did not speak, Cailian couldn’t help but complain: “Miss, what do you say! The appearance when you just left really scared the slave-servant. The slave-servant thought what happened!”

"It's no big deal! Go back to the house! I want to drink **** soup, put some brown sugar and jujube in a pot and bring it to my room." Yun Qianyue walked toward the house as he asked.

"Yes, the slave-maid will go here!" Mother Zhao hurriedly ran off.

Cailian followed Yun Qiangyue and walked into the house. She peeped at Yun Qianyue's face and found that the young lady seemed to be in a good mood. She opened her mouth and stopped talking.

"Say whatever you want! You really don't have something to hide." Yun Qianyue glanced back at Cailian.

"Miss, what about Jing Shizi! You... You just took Jing Shizi away, what should you do if Jing Shizi ignores it?" Cailian is indeed a master who can't bear to speak, and he didn't dare to say anything to destroy the cloud Qingyue mood, but did not expect the young lady to let her say that she immediately had no scruples.

Listening to snow and rain also followed behind, listening with ears raised. These days, they have regarded Jing Shizi as their own. Now it is natural to hope that Miss and Jing Shizi will reconcile. Because Jing Shizi is impeccably good no matter what, if the young lady really likes Jing Shizi, they will naturally rejoice in their hearts.

"Ignore it, I don't even care about him! I have a bad temper!" Yun Qingyue snorted and waved to Cailian and the other three, "Don't be fooled before me, don't be blind I have grasped these things that you shouldn’t worry about, and I haveten to prepare for them. After two days of my mother’s death, I am now injured in my hand and I can’t embroider anything. , I took it to show my mother to show filial piety in the spirit of heaven."

The three Cailian heard this, but this was a big deal, and immediately put aside their cranky thoughts and nodded together. "The slaves will go to embroider!" The words fell, and the three of them hurried back to their houses.

Yun Qingyue sent the three people away, sighed in relief, looked at the deserted house, frowned, pushed the quilt back and lay down on the bed, where was sleepy all day and night? Then he threw Rong Jing on the bed and read half of the book and picked it up.

After two glances, he couldn't help but pouting, it turned out that he liked the third-rate romance! Thanks to his well-dressed appearance!

But although it's a third-rate romance, it's better to talk to ease the boredom.

Mother Zhao brought the **** soup, Yun Qingyue drank it, and the stomach was warm. I was about to praise Ms. Zhao’s workmanship and heard familiar footsteps coming out. She thought that the director of Yunmeng deserved hard work. She was busy from morning to night every day. There was not a hundred miles to walk on this day. Eighty miles.

"Miss, the little princess of the king of Nanjiang came to visit the lady. Others came to visit the old slave, but they were blocked, but this person is special. The old slave specially came to the notice. Is the lady going to meet?" Yun Meng stood outside the door and bowed. Announced to Yun Qianyue.

"The little princess of the King of South Xinjiang? Are you talking about the first beauty of South Xinjiang? Ye Qian?" Yun Qingyue was stunned.

"Nanjiang Wang is this little princess, Ye Qian!" Yun Meng nodded.

"She came to see me?" Yun Qianyue was awake for a while, thinking that Ye Qian wasn't picked up by Ye Qingye to Beijing yesterday? I came to see her today. Does she have a relationship with her? What do you mean?

"Yes, she is waiting at the door now and says to visit the lady." Yun Meng said.

"Please come in!" Yun Qiangyue thought that since others had sent them to the door, it would be better to come and see them. She is also curious about this Ye Qian, especially because she is not only the daughter of the King of Southern Xinjiang, and she must have a deep connection with the person who assassinated her and Rong Jing behind the soul, and the main point is that she is still light and The heroine in Nan Lingrui's confused account.

"Yes, the old slave then invited Princess Ye to come in!" Yun Meng got the order and turned and hurried away.

"Miss, I heard that Nanjiang is good at the art of insect curse on the left side of the door, and now Jing Shizi has left, you see that little princess Ye in this way, just in case..."Mother Zhao looked at Yun Qianyue disapprovingly.

"It's okay, who hurt someone and ran to the door of someone else's door? You go down! I will meet her." Yun Qianyue handed the empty bowl to Mother Zhao and smiled.

Mother Zhao thought about it too, and without a word, went down with an empty bowl.

It didn't take long for Yunmeng to lead someone to the Qingyue Pavilion. Yun Qianyue heard footsteps and looked out. I saw a very slim and slender woman walking with an umbrella behind Yun Meng. The woman was wearing a flaming red dress with very special cuts and bright colors. The long skirt dragged the floor. The fabric of the red dress looked very soft It was smooth, not wet with water, nor stained with dirt and mud due to mopping the ground, and she couldn't see her appearance, but she walked slowly, and she had a charm.

Yun Qianyue secretly praised her in her heart, and she was amazed except for Rongjing when she didn't see her face. She again thought about Ye Qingran and Nan Lingrui. The fancy woman's vision is naturally good.

"Miss, Little Princess Ye is here!" Yun Meng came to the door and stopped.

"Princess Ye, please come in!" Yun Qingyue spoke politely, very welcome.

Ye Qian collected the umbrella and handed it to Yun Meng. Yun Meng immediately took it, helped her to lift the curtain, and stepped into the house.

Yun Qiangyue only saw Ye Qian's appearance, her eyes flashed with admiration, and she thought she was indeed worthy of the title of No. 1 Beauty in Southern Xinjiang. She thought Qin Yuning was already beautiful, and her appearance was also very beautiful. It's hard to pick out a beauty, and Ye Qian's appearance still surprises her.

The eyebrows are like a meniscus, the face is like white jade, the skin is like gelatin, and the lips are not red. The facial features are as clever as you are, if you increase one point, you get fat, and if you decrease one point, you lose weight. Especially if you have a pair of beautiful eyes, you will be very good. A fiery red glamorous dress not only suppressed her color, but made her all bright.

Yun Qingyue felt afraid that no one in this world would be able to wear red so vividly, just like no one in this world except Rong Jing would dare to wear that crescent-white brocade. She looked at Ye Qian without concealing the admiration in her eyes.

While Yun Qianyue looked at Ye Qian, Ye Qian was not in a hurry to enter the house, but also stood at the door and looked at Yun Qianyue. Although her eyes are lamented with admiration, she has more complex emotions than Yun Qingyue's pure admiration.

The two looked at each other for a long time, or Yun Qiangyue said first, "Princess Ye has made me curious for a long time, and today I really see my name. Thank you Princess Ye for coming to see me. Now I am lying sick in bed, I am inconvenienced, I am indifferent Please forgive me."