Yu Tianqi saw clearly the break in her eyes, and he suddenly let go of his hand. The fragment in Fang Qing's left hand retracted halfway and threw it on the ground.
"You -" Yu Tianqi stared at her almost crazy behavior, and deep in his eyes, raging anger boiled up. How could she hate Prince Ning's Mansion to this extent?
Does she have the right to hate? Does she have the right to hate? All of this was originally caused by herself. Today, he should be wishing to divorce her, wishing that he could never see her hateful face again in this life.
but why--
Why, in addition to the anger of being trampled on his dignity, he also had a kind of ignored hatred. This uncomfortable hatred made his eyes filled with crazy color. He strode forward, wishing to strangle this damned person with both hands.
woman.
However--
The door was pushed open in an instant, and standing outside the door was Chunxiang who had packed her luggage, and a gentle young man who was rich and handsome.
His warm eyes, with their clear light, faintly swept towards her face.
Fang Qing's indifferent expression suddenly became unsteady.
"Brother?" She was surprised. She treated him like this in the palace, why did he come late at night? At this moment, she was actually afraid that Luan Yuchen would hear the conversation just now.
"Qing'er, eldest brother knows that you don't want to see me, but you are about to go to Xiangshan Lingfo Hall, so let me, the eldest brother, give you a ride. Don't refuse, okay?" He walked to her side gracefully.
, picked her up gently.
She felt a moist feeling in her eyes, and she suppressed it with all her strength, "Okay." She bit her lip and nodded, not letting the tears fall.
Luan Yuchen hugged her and walked past Yu Tianqi. Yu Tianqi gave Fang Qing a sinister look. With that look, Fang Qing understood that he would not give up.
But by now, he should have understood that she would not just sit there and die.
When Lu Yijing heard that Luan Yuqing was rushing to Xiangshan Lingfo Hall tonight, her heart dropped, and she waited outside Lanxinju with Yu'er.
"Sister, sister, you have to take care of yourself. Sister, sister, sister will come to see you in the future." She held the embroidered handkerchief and cried heartbrokenly, as if she was so close to Fang Qing.
But now, her mood was different, and she actually gave her four words. "Take care, too." She gave her a meaningful look, and if someone looked carefully, that look would be sympathy.
But in Lu Yijing's view, she was defeated and helpless, so the gentle luster in her eyes became more and more intense.
Luan Yuchen carried Fang Qing out of Prince Ning's Mansion. He gently placed Fang Qing on the carriage. He rubbed her soft black hair, his eyes bright and clear.
"Do you know? Qing'er." He said hoarsely. "You said such heartless words at the palace banquet, and I was really sad. But Qing'er, when I knew your intentions, I was very happy. Qing'er,
If I, the eldest brother, are valuable in your eyes, then you should try your best to use me. Big brother, I will always treat you as my little sister, my cherished sister."
He jumped off the carriage, turned around, and ordered Chunxiang solemnly.
"Take good care of Miss Third. If anything happens, Feige will send me a message."
"My servant has taken note of it. Please rest assured, young master." Chunxiang got on the carriage.
"Brother is back, Qing'er, have a nice trip, please take good care of it." After saying that, he turned around and left quickly, his pace was a little unsteady.
Fang Qing watched his lonely and thin figure gradually disappear in the dark night. The moistness that had always been hidden in her eyes suddenly gathered into round beads, and rolled down from her eye sockets one by one.
It turns out that the eldest brother knows everything.
She was conceited and too smart, thinking that she could do it without leaving a trace. Unexpectedly, they could see through her so easily. The eldest brother should hate her, just like Yu Tianqi. If he is angry with her and hates her, she will
I felt relieved. But why should I be so gentle to her, so tolerant of her, and so kind to her? How could her heart bear it?
"Third Miss, are you crying?" Chunxiang looked at Fang Qing in surprise. No matter how much Prince Ning bullied Third Miss, she never saw her cry once. Why now?
"No, it's just the wind and sand that got into my eyes. Ask the coachman to start. I want to rest for a while." She put down the car curtain, leaned against the car window, closed her eyes tightly, and let the silent tears blur her eyes.