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Chapter Twelve: Red Candle Cold Account Acacia Soul(2/2)

He had already spread the scent of wine on his body, and just like the scene in Ye Mansion, he pressed forward step by step.

Their bodies were close together, and the scent of his wine lingered on their noses.

Seeing that she was silent, he stared at her with disdain: "Aren't you going to tell me? Well, I'm warning you. In the future, you should stop meddling in such nosy matters."

"Your Highness——" trying to wake him up, Ye Yilan didn't understand how this could be nosy.

With almost no strength, she tried to push him away: "Your Highness is drunk, please don't come near me."

She hates having drunk people near her.

"Even if Your Highness is dissatisfied, you shouldn't take it out on me."

"Your Highness drank too much, don't take it to heart." Murong Haochen subconsciously stepped back and hit his head with a clenched fist to wake himself up.

"It's getting late. Don't wander around. His Highness asked someone to take you back to the hall. I don't know why you showed up at this time."

If her eldest brother hadn't stopped her, she wouldn't have given it to him at this moment. She was curious, but it was him, but she treated her like this: "His Highness didn't say that I was here for something, so I took this opportunity to give the gift to His Highness..."

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"Come here, take Miss Ye back." At this time, he called the shadow guard impatiently.

Under the moonlight, he has handsome eyebrows as sharp as swords and eyes as deep as deep pools.

The aura emanating from his whole body is completely different from the past. At this moment, he seems to be the king of the world.

From the moment she appeared, he had some doubts.

She is a person who will not wander around randomly because of things. Sure enough, someone has set her up.

He didn't want to investigate the people behind the scenes, so he just played with them.

"Lan'er, are you worried? Why don't you talk to your brother?"

He looked at his sister thoughtfully, looking at the box in his hand, and approached her with treacherous eyes.

Ye Yilan didn't even look at him and sighed: "Brother, why are these four highnesses so uncertain?"

"Did His Highness punish you for your gift last night?" Last night, when he was sent back by the shadow guard, it caught his attention.

Leaning on the shoulder of the elder brother, I felt unhappy when I thought of his warning last night: "This, this is not true. It's just a warning to me not to meddle in my own business."

"Perhaps His Highness has something on his mind."

From what I heard, Ye Yilan didn't think he seemed like someone with something on his mind that day. Instead, he was drinking to drown his sorrows and didn't dare to face it.

"Look what this is?"

He took out the wooden box and placed it in her palm. He took the wooden box and asked, "This is it?"

"This is a gift from His Highness. You must keep it. Don't let down His Highness's hard work."

Ye Xunyu deliberately sighed in front of her, glanced helplessly, and walked away casually.

Looking closely, I saw that the box was extremely delicately made, with the orchid's appearance outlined stroke by stroke, as if it were alive.

Stroking along the lines, the word 'lan' is engraved on the side.

The joy in my heart cannot be concealed, just like the magnolia flower blooming for the first time, pure and white.

When I opened it, I saw only a purple magnolia.

Is this a gift?

Is this what the eldest brother said about His Highness’ kindness?

If I were to apologize for that day, it would be too insincere to bribe me with purple magnolia.

But Ye Yilan has not yet seen the line of words embedded at the bottom.

Carefully put the purple magnolia into the wooden box.

But who knows, someone is watching everything silently.

Standing in a corner aside, watching quietly as before.

If lovesickness can penetrate into the soul, the begonia will float and sink for half the life.

If lovesickness can enter the soul, a night of Buddhist chanting and jade soul scent will linger.

If lovesickness can enter the soul, killing the immortal will cut off the delicate and charming love.
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