Standing there, watching him leave angrily, the eldest grandson Guanji realized that only Ye Yilan could make him so worried.

His temper was never known, and no one ever saw him angry.

This time, it was actually for Ye Yilan.

Murong Haochen, what is this?

Is it love? Or is it because of a position that you become so extreme and unable to control yourself?

The nails on the hands hidden in the sleeves have already been scratched.

She is a puppet arranged by her aunt to be beside Murong Haochen, a person who is nothing but a non-entity.

Calm down, she must calm down.

That face of a seemingly gentle woman is as charming as a poppy flower.

He smiled strangely, remembering the scene of relaxing with Ye Yilan an hour ago.

Looking up at the sky, it was getting dark. The place was so hidden, how could it be easily found?

'Murong Haochen, no matter what your intentions are towards her, as long as you are not allowed to have another woman before I become your wife. The Holy One intends to make you the crown prince, and it is difficult for my cousin to get that position. I will help you,

Help you get what you want. Not Ye Yilan.';

After the banquet, Murong Haoli secretly pulled Ye Yilan aside when no one was around.

The two looked at each other, and he kept staring at her without speaking.

Being stared at like this, he shyly turned his head away, not knowing how to say anything for a moment: "Thank you, Your Highness, for taking care of Yilan's physical discomfort with Your Majesty. I hope Your Highness will discuss everything with Yilan in the future."

She knew how embarrassing today's scene was.

Doesn't he know?

His eyes were stunned, and he thought for a while: "That's not what I said. Since you said so, I won't make my own decisions in the future."

It's becoming increasingly difficult to see through how you feel about her.

It was left completely and unknown to anyone.

No matter how well you do, you have no chance, right?

"Today someone said that you and Fourth Brother are talented and beautiful. Indeed, I am naturally not as good as Fourth Brother. He has no backer, and everyone is comparing us. What do you think?" Holding her shoulders tightly, she spoke with a gentle tone.

His eyes were moving, and he just wanted to hear her answer.

"I didn't think much about it. The heartbeat is the heartbeat, and the love is the love. I just want to be with one person for the rest of my life."

Ye Yilan never imagined that he would be so abnormal today.

She was speaking from her heart and was not the property of any of them.

But when I looked at Murong Haochen today, I always felt like we had seen each other before.

But when he wanted to take a closer look, he used ruthless indifference, making it impossible for anyone to notice anything strange.

After hearing this, Murong Haoli felt relieved, let go of her shoulders, smoothed her hair, and traced her cheek with his fingertips: "You have to take good care of yourself these two days."

"Can't you take the time to come back for a visit in the past two days?" It was almost half an hour between this place and the refugee office, and Ye Yilan just wanted to test him.

He guessed the little thought, and his smile was mixed with joking words: "If you want me to come back, I will come back. If Father is blamed, who will be responsible?"

I wanted to say something, but nothing came out of his words.

One temptation almost led to disaster.

He left, and she stood there and stared blankly.

In everyone's eyes, she was watching Ye Xunyu, but she didn't know she was watching someone else.

The eldest grandson Guanji glanced at her and snorted disdainfully at her: "What's wrong with Miss Ye? Can't bear to part with her brother?"

She shook her head and retracted her reluctant gaze, not wanting others to know what she was thinking: "It's not."

"My Highness promised Xun Yu that I will take good care of you these two days. If you need anything, just let me know."

Murong Haochen walked up to her and greeted her slowly.

The sound couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Time flies, but the sound of trickling water couldn't be equaled.

"There is no need to trouble Your Highness Fourth Highness." Each of them looked at them, and the corners of their mouths bloomed like delicate flower buds, and they did not dare to touch them easily: "Ye Yilan left first, so I won't disturb Your Highness and Sister Changsun."

"Miss, according to Caifeng, it seems that the eldest grandson is interested in His Highness..." Caifeng, who was watching from the side, saw the extraordinary relationship between the two of them. After taking them away, Caifeng dared to speak: "Cai Feng

I feel that His Highness the Fourth Highness is hot and cold towards people. Except for the young lady, His Highness’s attitude towards the young lady is different from others."

"Really? Maybe it's because of the eldest brother." She didn't care about this, she just felt that he was very close to the Ye family, and it was for the sake of her father and eldest brother to take care of her more: "However, the two of them died after one month.

Getting married."

During this period of marriage, my father occasionally broke up early, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Your Highness, why don't you stay with Ji'er." Just now she saw that his attitude towards Ye Yilan really made her hate him. Soon after she left, the fire in her heart slowly extinguished.

She took the initiative to step forward and put her arm around him, but unfortunately he refused.

He pulled her hand down ruthlessly, without any explanation, without eye contact, nothing, only the cold back and aura.

Murong Haochen, you hate me so much, but you are full of care for Ye Yilan, but you are indifferent to me.

I often wonder if you would fall in love with me if my surname was not Changsun.

In the dense bush, light penetrates through the gaps in the leaves.

There was not a trace of commotion, only the sound of falling leaves as we walked in step by step.

"I wonder what Sister Zhangsun did to invite Yilan here?" Shortly after returning to the camp, Zhangsun Guanji's maid came to inform her, and she arrived here without anyone accompanying her.

We were together with His Royal Highnesses just now, so how could we have the leisure to come here?

"Of course it's a heart-to-heart talk." Although the surface is not as pampering as before, the heart still cannot be erased.

Murong Haochen has never forgotten his indifference towards her. He closed his eyes and said calmly without losing his desire: "Ye Yilan, tell me, what is love?"

"Love?" Ye Yilan didn't know how to answer the question, so she could only speak from her heart: "Sometimes love is very simple, but also very difficult."

She looked at her eldest grandson Guanji, obviously full of doubts. In fact, even she herself didn't know what love was: "People often say that love means letting go, and some people say that once you love, you need to hold on tightly. But both

It is contradictory and cannot be commented on. Unless two people are mutually supportive, love can last for a lifetime."

This is the person she has been waiting for, as long as he does what she says.

The relationship with Murong Haoli has just begun. She has not experienced anything before she wants to fall in love.

The word love is too profound and narrow.

"To be together? To be alone for the rest of our lives?" She couldn't help but smile scornfully, her nails digging into her flesh, which showed how much she hated her: "When you love someone but he doesn't love you back, you won't feel that way anymore."

Ye Yilan has never experienced it, where everyone revolves around her.

She has experienced it and naturally knows the heart-wrenching pain.

Seeing her expression of hatred, she was filled with doubts: "You mean, His Highness the Fourth Highness?"

At that moment, she could no longer control herself. Her hands were firmly clasped on Ye Yilan's shoulders, and the hatred in her pupils spread around her: "Tell me, he has feelings for you, why is he treating you so well?"

He was indifferent to me."

At that moment, she was held tightly by her, and at that moment she was afraid of what crazy things she would do if she lost control.

She would get excited whenever she heard about Murong Haochen. Ye Yilan could only comfort her: "Maybe it's because of the eldest brother, who is so close to our family. Besides, the fourth prince has never been close to him. How could you have been with him for so long?"

I don't know."

Hearing this, he slowly put down his hand and walked back silently. The poppies in full bloom at that moment were invading wildly. He smiled evilly: "Yes, how could I not know."

Seeing that Sun Guanji slowly calmed down, he didn't notice anything strange about her.

She turned around and looked to the opposite side, trying to distract her attention. Unexpectedly, Changsun Guanji stepped on the hem of her skirt, and her shaky body fell down.

His whole body rolled down the slope, and he didn't know how many leaves were stained on his body.

Seeing this scene, the eldest grandson Guanji looked down and smiled proudly: "Ye Yilan, you can spend the night here."

I wanted to teach her a lesson today, but giving her a taste this time was enough.

He walked away with an arrogant attitude.

Before Ye Yilan could react, her left foot was caught by the hunting device.

The sharp tooth marks dug into the flesh, and the white trousers were stained with blood.

Painful sweat covered her forehead, and she bit her pale lips tightly. She didn't dare to move, she just hoped that someone would come to save her.

With trembling hands, he stretched out to his neck and took out the whistle given by Nian Qing.

Unconscious Ye Yilan was picked up by someone in the air, murmuring.

It was already dark, and the fire burning in the cave illuminated Ye Yilan's face.

He frowned tightly, as if the pain had not subsided, and he was still sleeping soundly beside him.

Hands that were as unique as a woman's were roaming around her face. He held her body in his arms and gently took away her pain.
To be continued...