Ye Yilan saw him leading her towards the side hall step by step. At this moment, she couldn't see the look in his eyes at all.

Her panic just now had been noticed by her eldest grandson Guanji, and those words just now made her unable to relax until now.

Seeing him stop, he loosened his grip on her hand and walked slowly towards the square box on the table, his fingertips lightly sliding over it.

But there is a different kind of mood.

She put her hands on both sides and grabbed her skirt uneasily, without walking to his side. When she lowered her eyes, many worries came to her heart: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come."

Her skirt was knocked over by the wine, and the residual smell of alcohol continued to spread on her body. At this moment, she was at a loss. If she really listened to him, maybe this kind of thing would not happen today, and she would not hear...

He turned his head to look at her, smiled and said, "It's good to know."

There is a faint hint of tenderness and a hint of coldness.

"Are you saying this because you dislike me?"

Dislike?

He had disliked her many times, and he didn't want her to come. That was because he had his own ideas, not what she thought.

Murong Haochen saw that she was still standing there, not wanting to come to his side at all, so he shook his head and smiled helplessly. He walked to her, stroked her hair, and looked at her affectionately: "Are you coming or not?"

, I won’t be angry. I know you have your heart, and that’s enough."

From the moment she came in, she had been uneasy, so naturally he was worried.

He would rather she had never been there.

After listening to what he said, she felt a little more at ease, but there was always a hurdle in her heart. She didn't know why she cared about this, when nothing had happened yet? But she cared more and more about it?

Ye Yilan snuggled into his arms, closed her eyes, and listened quietly to his gentle breathing, her messy heart slowly calmed down a lot.

Murong Haochen saw how dependent she was on him today, but he couldn't be happy. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked her head to comfort her.

After a while, I heard a voice in my arms, with a hint of fear: "No matter what others say or what you hear, you have to believe me."

Murong Haochen stopped the movement of his hands, smiled softly, hugged her body tighter, leaned down and looked into her eyes, the dignified divine law stayed in front of her eyes, and there was a thoughtful smile in his serious smile.

Meaning: "What do you think I doubt about you?"

These words really hit her heart.

His breath was approaching slowly, causing her to panic and gasp. She slowly raised her eyes and looked directly at him: "I am talking too much."

"If you say less about some things, no one will doubt you."

He raised her chin, looked at her with solemn eyes, lowered his eyes, and covered her lips deeply with a soft kiss, without using the tip of his tongue to penetrate into the kiss. At that moment, his emotional mood could not stop

He stopped faster, coughed slightly, and pretended to be calm. He handed her the square box on the table and told her: "Go back to the palace and put it on, and wait for me there after the banquet is over."

Looking at the secretly joyful look on his lips, he knew that this must have been carefully prepared by him. He let himself wait there, already knowing in his mind where he was pointing.

"Someone, please take Chen Zhaoyi back to the palace and have a good rest."

"yes."

He used this as an excuse to let himself go back to the palace first, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart. Seeing him turn around, he still refused to let go of his grip, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"What's wrong, you can't bear to leave?" Seeing that she was about to speak but hesitated, he hugged her into his arms again and warned softly, "Don't worry, I won't get myself drunk."

Seeing her looking extremely uneasy today, her eyes showed a touch of pity and her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"You know everything."

I hope you don't know anything.

The moment he could see her thoughts, she was panicked, and in what he said today, she was even more uneasy, fearing that he would know that he was silently forbearing.

I don't know how long I can keep lying like this.

Murong Haochen kept looking at her with loving eyes, giving her peace of mind: "Okay, let's go back."

Holding the square box in her hands tightly with both hands, she bit her lips and still left. She didn't dare to look back, fearing that her eyes would betray her if she turned back.

He stood there and watched her leave quietly before turning around and leaving. There was a different kind of expression in his deep eyes.

When Murong Haoyu saw the emperor brother coming alone, he couldn't help but curiously asked: "Brother Huang, did you hide Chen Zhaoyi?"

Everyone's eyes were focused, but they heard his indifferent voice.

"I asked her to return to the palace first."

Murong Haochen smiled slightly, looked sideways at the fallen wine glass, picked it up naturally, filled the wine himself, and drank it all.

But wine is indeed a hurtful thing, and it is also a way to relieve sorrow. But he promised to be sensible, so he drank a glass alone and put it down.

Xia Muling has been paying attention to his every move, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth cannot deceive others. From the banquet to now, he only drank a glass of wine before going to other things. Even the smile at the corner of his mouth has faded away, only when Ye Yi

In front of Lan, you look so affectionate and moved. I'm afraid that because of this, you only do it for her.

Ye Yilan opened the square box with a secret joy that could not be concealed at the corner of her mouth. She already had an answer in her heart. When the truth was revealed, all her expectations were raised.

A white dress comes into view, with elegant purple threads dotted in it, and your hand gently slides over it, soft and light.

Each orchid was embroidered extremely tightly, and the white and purple blended together. This was what he had always hoped for.

He supported the table with both hands and sat down slowly. He tremblingly opened the note in his hand. The person who had just walked out of the hall and dismissed him. After all, Caifeng was here and there was no need for anyone to follow him. After the person left,

Suddenly a person appeared, he handed the note to Caifeng and left as if nothing had happened.

In the glimmer of moonlight, she opened the note: Wang Xin Lake, as soon as I saw it.

But who could this be? Him?

Burn the note calmly in the flames, slowly turning it into ashes.

Looking at that piece of clothing, she didn't know whether she should laugh or be sad at this moment.

In the misty and rainy sky, a string song fell.

The mountains and rivers travel a few miles away, and the willows color the breeze every year.

Pick up a wisp of spring breeze, it is no longer day and night, and the song ends with no one leaving.

Ye Yilan came as promised and saw a figure standing under the tree. Just as she was about to take a step forward, she heard a deep and heavy voice: "You are here after all."

The voice was extremely familiar. Ye Yilan stood there and didn't want to step forward at all. That was because she knew that she had to keep a distance from him at this moment. There was no possibility between them. Everything in the hall today must have happened to him.

See it more clearly than anyone else.

Hearing no sound from the people behind him, he turned around and said with a smile: "Long time no see."

haven't seen you for a long time?

Indeed, long time no see.

It's a pity that everything can't go back to its original point. It's better not to see each other. If it was him who I met at the beginning, maybe nothing would have happened.

Murong Haochen, why wasn't it you in the first place?

Even in front of him, she still had Murong Haochen's figure in her mind.

Murong Haoli couldn't detect a trace of surprise or panic in her eyes, and looked at her intently: "You are not surprised at all, which is beyond my imagination."

He had never thought that she had been with him for half a year, but he had not received favor from any woman. No wonder she fell deeply into this kind of love.

He lowered his eyes and couldn't help but laugh arrogantly to himself.

"Then what do you want me to do?" At this moment, she could no longer achieve the same feelings as before.

Hearing her cold voice, the shy look she had the first time was completely gone, and she looked more and more like that person.

The smile that could not be concealed rose slightly, and his eyes suddenly turned into a hint of sinisterness: "I thought that when you saw me, you would immediately fall into my arms, didn't you?"

Seeing him approaching slowly, he held his hands tightly and said, "Your Majesty, if nothing happens, I will leave first."

Seeing this, Murong Haoli immediately grabbed her hand and pushed her into his arms. He hugged her waist tightly without any gaps, allowing her to escape.

"Yi Lan, do you and I still need to be so different from each other?"

She wanted to break away from him, but there was no room for help. She kept looking around for help, fearing that someone would discover this scene, and whispered softly: "Let go, if someone discovers this palace..."

"Are you afraid that he will find out, right?" As soon as these words came out, the man in his arms felt much more at ease, and he had more opportunities to hit the target with his words. "Today, you were very flustered at the banquet.

, is it because of me? When you heard that he wanted to marry me a princess, you knocked over the wine glass, but was it also because of me? "

She didn't know how to explain it, and her heart was already in a mess.

She was panicking because she was afraid that he would notice if there was any eye contact between them.

It was indeed because of the fact that he took a concubine, but Murong Haochen was even more uneasy in front of him.

He closed his eyes, relieved the uneasy feeling in his heart, and said comfortably: "So what if it is, so what if it is not. This has already happened, so why bother with it."

"In the past six months, I have been thinking about you, but when I see you today, you seem to have changed and become more in love with the emperor."

She cannot love, she can only be her own.

He grabbed her shoulders and said with a hint of coldness in his deep eyes: "We agreed that I want to marry you. Did he force you?"

force?

He indeed used lies to bring himself into the palace at first, and then forced himself to stay with just an imperial edict...
To be continued...