Yuen Chenglu is close to the balcony, helpless and carefree, drunk and lovesick.

The cold makes my heart beat, the moon sings for a long time, and the years pass by in vain.

Pipa is deep and dark, the night is cool, and you are proud and graceful, and you are a stranger to strangers.

A journey of mountains and rivers, a journey of frost, who understands the love of a beautiful woman?

The eldest grandson Guanji stood outside the tent and never saw him return.

After pushing Ye Yilan down, she was indeed secretly happy, but she was still scared afterwards. When she saw him, she had already forgotten that she fell into the jungle.

Have you ever thought that you would be afraid? Afraid that you would lose it completely if you never had it.

What is the hatred for Ye Yilan? Is it Murong Haochen's concern? Or is it the confrontation between the eldest son's family and the Ye family?

Perhaps from that moment on, when I had a heart-to-heart talk with her, I should have let go, but I still couldn't control my viciousness.

In the past, I was a bit overbearing and indulgent, but meeting him can completely change everything.

Who would have thought that he never gets close to people.

Maybe it was his attitude towards Ye Yilan that made her jealous.

It's not fair. What Ye Yilan can enjoy, her eldest grandson Wanji can also have.

The person she loved was holding someone in the cave, clinging to each other.

Murong Haochen's thoughts kept flashing in her mind.

He closed his eyes and shook his head, not having the slightest impression of what happened before: "I fell down somehow, maybe accidentally. As for the eldest grandson Guanji, I feel more sympathy."

"How do you say this?" He didn't know that she would actually sympathize with her eldest grandson Wanji?

This time, she is trying to frame you, but she sympathizes with you instead?

"She said -" She had been holding on, biting her lip, and tried her best to finish the sentence. She laughed helplessly at herself: "She said that you were indifferent to her. But I don't think that it was probably because of His Highness and

Don't get close to people."

He snickered secretly, knowing that she was holding on, but he just wanted to hear her voice so that he could accurately grasp her injury: "Then have you ever thought about it, I am not indifferent to you?"

"Your Highness has never looked at me in the eyes before. He is not indifferent to me, nor is he ruthless. I have thought about it because my surname is Ye."

Lying on his shoulder, he closed his eyes involuntarily. He said softly: "Your shoulder is very warm, like a human being."

Seeing her sleeping, I held her cold hand tightly. I hope she can spend the night safely.

Listening to her words, I never thought she thought this way.

He never wanted to get too close to her, and that was right, in the eyes of others, the Ye family was the best supporter.

But no one really understands him. No one.

Looking at the woman in his arms, he hadn't smiled for a long time. He leaned into her ear and whispered softly.

The unconscious man gradually opened his eyes, looked around, and found himself lying in the tent.

He opened his trouser legs and saw that the wound on his leg had already been re-bandaged.

He mysteriously sent himself back like this? But no one was seen?

As soon as she moved, she felt a tearing pain from the wound, making it impossible for her to get out of bed and move around. Thinking of yesterday's situation, she couldn't help but smile, and this smile seemed to have forgotten all the pain.

"Yilan, are you injured?"

Ye Yilan, who was deep in thought, raised her eyebrows and looked up at the sound. She asked without thinking, "Why are you here?"

As soon as he entered the tent, he quickly walked up to her and pulled her into his arms. He hugged her tightly, fearing that she would disappear at that moment.

"I heard you were injured and I came over immediately."

The moment he hugged Ye Yilan, the shadow of another person appeared in her mind. Maybe it was the warm familiar feeling last night.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a roar, which really shocked him.

"Come in yet."

Murong Haoli stood up and watched his eldest grandson Guanji approaching step by step with angry eyes.

Ye Yilan looked at it in confusion, why did she appear here?

Murong Haoli stared at her coldly. If someone hadn't told her today, he wouldn't have known that his cousin would do such a cruel thing. Even if he was obsessed, he couldn't be so rash.

This cousin almost ruined her own big thing, how could she pamper her? He said coldly: "Why, you did something wrong and you still don't apologize?"

The eldest grandson Guanji was unwilling in her heart. She was scolded by her cousin all because of her. What she did at the moment could only be endured. For a while, everything was calm.

He spoke in a kind tone and said something against his will. He bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "Sister Yilan, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do it yesterday. I also sent someone to look for you, and I feel relieved to see that you are safe and sound today."

"I didn't stand firm that day, no wonder you." Ye Yilan never expected that she would actually apologize to herself. She didn't want to pursue the issue. She felt that her body was weightless that day, and she felt like someone was stepping on her skirt.

, at that moment I thought about why she did this.

Thinking about it later, she realized that it was an unintentional mistake. After all, she was a child of the Changsun family and did not want to cause trouble.

He looked at Murong Haoli with clear spiritual eyes and said slowly: "Your Highness, there is no way to blame her."

He understood her deeply as he gazed into her eyes.

How could the eldest grandson Guanji be grateful and excuse herself? She never thought that Ye Yilan would answer like this, so what, how could a Ye family be worth the eldest grandson's family?

Someone came to report this morning that she was back, but no one was seen entering her camp. She asked eagerly: "Then who rescued you?"

This question was what she wanted to know most, and she was waiting for her answer.

I was afraid that he had saved her, and I was also afraid that he would have feelings for Ye Yilan.

Changsun Guanji couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart when he asked this question. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. I was lying here when I woke up."

This is a promise made to His Highness the Fourth Highness. I don’t know what the purpose is, and it doesn’t matter if you think about it. As we all know recently, his relationship with the Ye family is naturally as close as possible.

What she thinks does not mean what he thinks.

He gave people the impression of being too indifferent, causing everyone to misunderstand him. He laughed at himself: What were he thinking? He still saved this leg, and he should be grateful. He shouldn't pay attention to those trivial things.

matter.

Knowing her answer, she should have been happy, so why was she so upset.

After leaving the camp, he called Murong Haoli and asked, "Why did my cousin ask me to apologize?"

He is the only one who has cherished this cousin since childhood. He should stand by his side, not hers.

Murong Haoli turned around and glared at her with angry eyes, but he skinned her alive layer by layer: "Everyone knows that you and Ye Yilan are alone, and she has this affair, do you think your father doesn't know about it?"

You think you're fine, but your cousin is now her sweetheart. If you don't deal with this matter, how can you make her show her sincerity in the future?"

Seeing that she was overwhelmed with hatred, no matter how much she said, it would give him a headache.

Although every step of his plan is not under his control, it seems that someone is always sabotaging it invisibly.

In addition to the eldest grandson Guanji, there is another person.

In her heart, the Changsun family was no longer under the emperor's control, so how could she be afraid.

But now my cousin said that it was not only the emperor's grudge against the eldest grandson's family, but also his own reputation.

She knew it well, but she kept it clear. It seems that she is very smart. She has stabilized her reputation and protected her own interests. She is indeed a talented woman.

Now, Ye Yilan is completely controlled by him, how could she not be able to control her sincerity: "But isn't she sincere?"

"The people who can make Ye Yilan fall in love are not ordinary people." He sighed and warned her earnestly: "In the future, be optimistic about your sweetheart."

She didn't like the tone of this command, looked him straight in the eyes, and asked him: "Are my cousin warning Ji'er about the matter between His Highness the Fourth Prince and Ye Yilan, or what he did?"

"You know better than me, don't you?" Why do I need to explain myself so much? When I think about Ye Yilan not knowing who saved her, I feel ridiculous: "Do you really think she didn't know who saved her? It's a joke, she is doing it for him.

cover up."

Looking ahead, he clenched his hands and said angrily: Murong Haochen, you are the same as me, you approached her for that purpose. But she has identified me, do you think it is still possible?

This is the first time I see my cousin being so competitive. No matter how well he pretends to be in front of others, his anger is too strong.

On this point, Changsun Guanji found resonance with himself.

When the emperor heard that Ye Yilan was injured, he originally wanted to stay for three more days and let her rest here temporarily.

In order not to delay her schedule, Ye Yilan had no choice but to refuse. She did not want to cause trouble to everyone due to her injury.

In the past few days, Ye Xunyu refused to allow anyone to visit her, and only allowed the imperial physician to check his sister's wounds at any time.

She wanted to see Murong Haoli but could not. Every time she looked at the jade pendant, it seemed as if he was by her side.

He didn't dare to walk hard, so he was helped out of the tent by Caifeng.

I searched for him for a long time, but I couldn't see his shadow.

A figure walked up to her. After not seeing him for a long time, he returned to his previous indifferent attitude: "See you, Your Highness."

"The wound is not healed, so you have to show off. Ye Yilan, you..." I originally wanted to teach her a lesson, but I was speechless for a moment and stopped continuing.

Ye Yilan, who was snickering beside her, pretended to be calm and said softly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your life-saving grace."

He turned around and saw her smiling, and gave her a cold look: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you help your young lady get into the carriage?"
To be continued...