"Ahem, let me tell you something, do you want to listen?" Wu Yue coughed twice and said in a serious tone.
"If you want to tell me, you will naturally do it." Qiong Ying smiled. He would tell her whatever he wanted to say, whether she wanted to hear it or not, and with his mouth that couldn't stop talking, she would definitely be unable to hold it back.
"Well, what I want to tell you is indeed... Nanxu Imperial Master's apprentice, Lan Su'er, is Helian Jiuge's unofficial princess." Wu Yue looked at her secretly, as if she was looking forward to her.
What a reaction.
"Well, what happens next?" Qiongying raised his eyebrows.
"Then?" Wu Yue was at a loss for words and her expression was tangled. She didn't seem to care much, but she always showed no emotion, or was she really indifferent?
"No more?" Qiongying said.
"Ahem, also, Helian Jiuge is the crown prince of Nanxu and will definitely inherit the throne in the future."
Wu Yue looked at her secretly again, and said something that he didn't dare to say, that she would have countless harems in the future.
"So what." Qiongying said nonchalantly. She was once the crown prince and swept across the entire Fengtian Continent. If she hadn't died, she would still have unified the Fengtian Continent.
"How..." Wu Yue was speechless. What did she mean? What was her attitude towards Helian Jiuge?
"Can you put your umbrella away?" Qiongying looked at the umbrella in his hand and was slightly unhappy.
"Huh? So the snow has stopped?" Wu Yue put away the umbrella aggrievedly. He was not worried about her catching a cold.
"It has been stopped for a long time." Qiongying glanced at him, he was really a man who liked to play rogue.
"Don't you like holding an umbrella? Or do you like the snow?" Wu Yue asked suspiciously. He seemed to have never seen her holding an umbrella.
"It doesn't matter, I just don't like you holding an umbrella next to me."
"Why?" Wu Yue was even more confused. Xiao Qiongying was really full of quirks. He held the umbrella without hindering her, and even protected her from the wind and snow. Was she so unhappy?
But no matter what the reason was, he was inevitably sad and she didn't like it.
"I'm asking you to hold an umbrella for me. I'm inevitably wronging you." Qiongying said calmly. Wu Yue is not her subordinate, so why should he hold an umbrella for her?
"No grievance, no grievance, no grievance at all." Wu Yue said quickly, secretly adding in her heart, as long as you are willing, it doesn't matter if I hold an umbrella for you for the rest of your life.
"No need, no need." Qiongying's voice became colder.
"Why?" Wu Yue looked aggrieved. Could it be that she liked Feng Feili to hold an umbrella for her?
"I don't need it." Qiong Ying slowed down her tone. She had a bad temper, but she still had good manners.
"Why don't you need it?" Wu Yue pretended to be puzzled. She didn't need it, maybe because she was too proud.
"It's not raining or snowing now." Qiongying said in a deep voice. It was really noisy!
"Then when it rains or snows, I will hold an umbrella for you again." Wu Yue said persistently.
"No need!" He gritted his teeth slightly.
"Uh? Then who do you want to hold the umbrella for you?" Wu Yue asked without fear of death.
"My hand is not broken!" Qiong Ying's eyes flashed and she said angrily.
Wu Yue shut up aggrievedly. Sure enough, Xiao Qiongying was too arrogant, unspeakably arrogant, and unacceptable.
As we were almost arriving at the inn, the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and we could see smoke rising from the chimney in the distance.
Wu Yue deliberately walked a little slower, half a step behind.
Qiongying had already slowed down his pace and looked back at Wu Yue. Was he losing his temper?
"Why are you walking in such a hurry?" Wu Yue pretended to be dissatisfied. The journey was too short and he wanted to extend it.
"You were walking too slowly." Qiongying was completely unmoved, her patience was limited.