In the heavy wind and rain, Hua Xuanji's small face was pale and almost transparent, her not-so-thick clothes had been soaked through, and her thin shoulders were shaking constantly. Her lips were almost blue-purple in color, but her expression was so stubborn that it made people feel heartbroken.
The broken hands were helplessly placed in front of him, while the other hands were holding Qing Ge tightly in his arms, checking carefully from time to time. The boys who were watching could not stand the baptism of the heavy rain, and they were scattered.
Helplessly dispersed.
The whole street was empty, and the sky was gradually getting dark. Ye Guoguo shrank his shoulders and probed Qing Ge's forehead with his right hand. Suddenly, a rush of blood rushed to his forehead.
In the cold rain, Qingge's head was still extremely hot.
Clenching his teeth tightly, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then he felt like he had fallen into a warm embrace.
He opened his eyes with difficulty. The man in front of him had eyebrows and eyes that were quite similar to Yehua's. His dark hair was held up by a finely crafted gold crown. There were some figures following behind him. Someone held an oil-paper umbrella for him, tall and straight.
Nose, thin lips. However, those dark eyes are like the spring water in March. The eyes of a child are so pure that people dare not look directly into them.
The bright yellow robe made Hua Xuanji dizzy, and her voice became extremely hoarse. Her head was in a state of confusion. Regardless of who the visitor was, her hanging severed hand slowly and laboriously moved towards the direction of Qingge, intermittently.
Said: "Save...save Qing Ge."
Before she could say any more words, Hua Xuanji fainted in that warm embrace.
The man in bright yellow robe looked at the pale woman in his arms, turned around after a while, and said calmly to the boy holding an umbrella for him behind him: "Help."
Of course the boy understood what the man meant. He handed the umbrella in his hand to the person behind him and picked up Qingge. He turned around and stared at the man in bright yellow robes.
"Come in." After another long silence, the man slowly took steps towards Ye Hua's mansion firmly but slowly.
The gatekeepers had already gone to a warm place to hide from the rain. Suddenly, they saw an unknown figure entering. They rushed out and shouted, "Who is it?"
The man in bright yellow robe didn't even stop. He walked forward slowly with the woman in his arms. The young man holding Qing Ge also followed behind calmly. No one looked at the man who rushed out.
A glance at the gatekeeper.
"You..." The gatekeeper stamped his feet angrily. Just as he was about to rush forward to stop him, he saw that his prince had already walked out with an umbrella. He quickly saluted and said in a hurry: "Slave, I don't have..."
"Go down." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ye Hua's voice. The gatekeeper bit his lip. Seeing that Ye Hua didn't blame him, he hurriedly responded and ran back to the door in the heavy rain, not daring to be lazy again.
Yehua's cold eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was hiding a sharp knife, and he leaned slightly, "See His Royal Highness." Although he was saluting, he didn't have the courage to show respect at all, but his calm and gentle face made people laugh.
Can't find any fault with it.
In the wind and rain, the red and yellow colors were intertwined, but the white yeguoguo in the arms of the prince in yellow seemed a bit out of place.
Looking at the woman in the prince's arms, Ye Hua suddenly clenched the fist hidden under his sleeve. He took a step forward, tightly grasped Hua Xuanji's broken wrist and dragged it towards him. He said perfunctorily: "It's windy and rainy outside.
, His Royal Highness the Prince’s rich body, please come back.”
The words "body of a thousand pieces of gold" accentuated the tone, and she raised her eyebrows. However, no matter how hard she tried, Hua Xuanji could not move even an inch in the prince's arms.
Smiling lightly: "Prince, please let go."
Ye Sheng did not answer. He hugged Hua Xuanji tightly in his arms like a toy. He looked at Hua Xuanji's pale face with a pair of clear eyes like a child, and stretched out his slender fingers to smooth her eyebrows. Without even looking at Yehua, he walked towards the inner room in the heavy rain. The boy holding an umbrella hurriedly followed.
Yehua turned around in disbelief and looked at Ye Sheng who passed by him. He knew this elder brother. Because of what happened that year, his IQ has become like that of a stupid seven or eight-year-old child and he doesn't like to talk. , and I don’t like to communicate with others. But today, I actually... actually went to snatch a woman with me.
The frown between his eyebrows became even tighter. Thinking of Hua Xuanji's previous engagement with him, a coldness flashed in his eyes. This woman is really not simple.
Ye Hua flicked his sleeves, looked at the young man holding Qing Ge behind Ye Sheng, then glanced at Ye Sheng who was ignoring him, and shouted lightly: "Xiao Jiu."
Xiaojiu was never ten meters away from Yehua. When he heard the shouting, he ran over quickly, breathed into his hand and said, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"
"Take her away." Yehua pointed at Qing Ge in the boy's arms and said in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, this..." The boy leaned over slightly, with an extremely reluctant expression.
"What the prince just carried in was the concubine that the emperor gave to me personally. She is my concubine's maid. Could it be that the prince would not let go of even a maid?" Ye Hua said softly, and the nails of his clenched fists sank into his fists. He nodded slightly towards Xiao Jiu.
Xiaojiu saw the venom in Yehua's eyes and nodded with understanding. Regardless of the boy's obstruction, he snatched Qingge away and walked towards the heavy rain. However, he didn't see the man in bright yellow robe suddenly wink at the corner of his eyes. Picking it up, the palms of the hands were clenched into fists.
Seeing the helpless look on the young man's face, the corners of his lips turned up even more. He dropped the umbrella in his hand and walked towards the inner room against the wind and rain. Hua Xuanji knew in her heart that she would rather kneel down in front of the palace in the heavy rain for this maid. The status of this maid in her heart.
What he lacks now is someone who can do their best for him, and Ye Sheng doesn't seem to be particularly disgusted with her. He paused slightly and stood at the door but did not step in immediately. With a wave of his finger, a note appeared immediately. Between the two slender fingers.
At this time, Xiaojiu also ran back knowingly.
"Is everything done?" Chi Yan asked in a deep voice.
"Of course, Prince Xiaojiu can do it with peace of mind." Xiaojiu grinned and patted his chest proudly.
Yehua gave a gentle word of gratitude and took a slight step forward. In the eyes of the young men brought by Yehua in the distance, they seemed to be giving orders, but they gently put the note in Xiaojiu's hand.
He ordered in a low voice: "Wanyao has probably returned to Wanchun Building at this time. Bring this to her. Remember, don't let others see it. Do you hear me?"
"Xiao Jiu's order." Xiao Jiu smiled and clenched the note in his hand, pretending to be normal, holding an umbrella and walking out of the courtyard. Especially when passing by the young man Ye Sheng, he turned it over without hesitation. Roll your eyes.
He said angrily in his heart: "I let you bully the prince, and one day I will give you a good look."