[６９书吧-ＷＷＷ-ＷＷＷ.６９ＨＵＵ.ＣCOM] Ling Yue looked at the third prince who had walked beside her at some point. She just looked at him. For the first time, she didn't have that playful expression on his face.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" he asked with concern.
She shook her head and smiled lightly, "It's okay."
"Well, as long as everything is fine, let's go. Let's go have something to eat first and then return to the palace later."
She nodded.
Just as they were about to leave, Xue Shao said to her, "Princess, we will meet again."
She frowned at him and then left.
Xue Shao stood on the Yuexi Tower, looking at Ling Yue's retreating figure, thoughtfully.
Mr. Ge walked up to him, looked at the figure and said, "Mr. Xue has really good intentions, but is it worth it?"
Xue Shao stood silently and did not answer.
Ling Yue followed the third prince to an inn. The third prince ordered a lot of delicious food for her, but she couldn't chew it. After eating a few bites, she sat in a daze on her seat. Her heart was heavy, as if she had put a piece of food away.
big Stone.
"Taiping, why don't you eat?" the third prince asked.
Ling Yue shook her head, feeling indifferent, "I don't want to eat it."
"What's wrong? You seem unhappy today."
She sighed, took a piece of meat and chewed it in her mouth. This was her favorite Kung Pao Chicken before, but now when she chewed it, it tasted like drinking a glass of boiled water.
She held her chopsticks and looked at the table full of delicious dishes, without any appetite in her heart.
"Taiping, what happened? Weren't you fine when you left the palace?"
"I don't know either. I don't want to eat it. Brother Emperor, you can eat it." She lay on the table and turned her head to the outside of the inn. The sky became gloomy and the white clouds in the distance were gradually shrouded in dark clouds.
Her heart was in chaos, like a pot of porridge. But at the same time, she was confused, like the billowing dark clouds, making it impossible to grasp where they would drift to the next second.
"The wind is blowing." A thin layer of robe gently covered her body.
The wind is really cool today. It seems that the hot summer is almost over.
She raised her head and glanced at him, a hint of weakness flashed in her bright eyes, "Brother, let's go back to the palace."
"Well, what's wrong? Don't you really want to leave the palace?"
"I really wanted to leave the palace, but now I want to go back to the palace."
"Don't you want to find Qingbei?"
"Qingbei?" She frowned, "Can I stop looking for you? I don't want to look for it anymore. I don't want to go back. I want to stay here. Is that okay?"
The third prince frowned slightly, "The Qingbei is your hope. Let's... go find it and get it back. Listen to the emperor, okay?"
Ling Yue looked at him, thought for a while, and nodded.
"It's going to rain tonight, do you still want to go outside and take a look?"
Ling Yue nodded. When she left, she took a look at the dishes on the table. Alas, what a pity.
The weather was gloomy, and people on the street were rushing to pack up and go home. Only a few vendors who refused to give up hope until the end were still selling things.
Ling Yue and the Third Prince were walking on the street, he walking in front of her and behind her, their steps neither slow nor slow. They didn't speak, they just kept walking, as if they had a tacit understanding.
"You..." the two said in unison.
The third prince smiled and said, "You go ahead."
"You should tell me first."
"Well, you have something on your mind."
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Maybe you have something on your mind? Why did you look at the man in white so coldly at Yuexi Tower today? Do you know him?"