I stood there stiffly, but Yang Jinqiao had already walked to the door and looked back at me: "Qingying?"

Biting my lower lip, I finally turned around and walked out. Just as I stepped out of the threshold, I heard Yao Yingxue say softly: "Your Highness, this cheating girl has caused a lot of trouble for Shangyang Palace.

It’s better to send her away, otherwise——”

She didn't finish her words, and she didn't need to finish her words. The room seemed to be quiet for a while, and then Pei Yuanhao said slowly: "It's time to get rid of this pickpocket..."

My skirt flicked on the threshold. It was obviously just a very light blow, but it felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. It almost made me trip to the ground. I finally managed to steady myself and followed.

Yang Jinqiao walked forward. After walking for a long time, we entered a long corridor.

She was still walking in front, neither far nor close, just two steps apart, as if she was deliberately keeping this distance.

I was walking absentmindedly when I heard her voice muffled——

"Qingying, why are you so intolerable?"

"..."

"You have been in the palace for four or five years. Even if you have never seen such things, you must have heard about them a lot. Why are you stupid enough to ask?"

I bit my lower lip and was speechless.

I was indeed so stupid that I ignored my identity and questioned him like this. But at that moment, I felt really uncomfortable. Thinking of him quietly using me, thinking of Pei Yuanfeng crying like rain, I

Nothing can calm the resentment in my heart.

"Qingying, whether you will stay in Shangyang Palace in the future or not, I want you to remember one sentence." Yang Jinqiao stopped and turned around to look at me: "This is him, he won't

Because anyone makes any changes, whether it’s you or——”

I was stunned for a moment and looked at her with wide eyes.

Yang Jinqiao's eyes seemed to flash for a moment, and a smile appeared on her face. She turned around and left before finishing her sentence.

Until night, I didn't see Pei Yuanhao again.

But while serving Yang Jinqiao with tea, he heard news from Yang Yunhui - he was originally ordered to go to Sanlipo to dispatch Pei Yuanfeng's troops, but for some reason, all the troops stationed there disappeared.

When I saw Yang Yunhui leaving, his face was as gloomy as the weather outside.

"That person" in Shangyang Palace must be almost beyond their endurance.

But, are they still doubting me?

In the evening, people from Prince Qi's Mansion came to Shangyang Palace to pick me up again. This time, Yang Jinqiao did not return to report to Pei Yuanhao, but let me pass directly. When I got there, it was already dark, and the room was also dark.

I had already turned on the lamp, and under the flickering candlelight, I saw that Pei Yuanfeng's face looked better than yesterday, but when he saw me, his eyes were still as dark as before.

I walked over gently: "Your Highness, are you feeling better?"

"..." He was still silent, with the aggrieved expression still on his face, and his head lowered numbly.

I seemed to understand his mood, so I walked to the bed and stretched out my hand to tuck him in the quilt. At this moment, he saw my wrist and said, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"Huh?"

I looked down and found a few bruised fingerprints on my wrist, which were left by Pei Yuanhao when he was angry. I hurriedly pulled up my sleeves to cover them up and said, "No, it's nothing."

"Let me see."

His body was very weak, but he still reached out to hold my wrist with great effort. This time I didn't dodge, I just let him hold my wrist and watched. Gradually, I felt the hands holding my wrist.

Shivering.

Even his eyelashes, which are as black as crow's wings, are also trembling.

"Your Highness?"
Chapter completed!