After a long time, she heard the young man's faint voice: "Not just responsible!"
The young man held up her face and looked at it intently. The girl's skin was already very white, and she didn't like to use makeup like most women nowadays. She only applied a thin layer of balm, which made her look dizzy under the light.
Among them, her skin was as white and fragile as rice paper, as if it would break if touched. Her waterfall-like black hair was slightly scattered on her shoulders, as beautiful and bright as clumps of buds that had just sprouted.
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Yun Zheng stared at her eyes as quiet as clear springs, and his clear voice had a hint of hoarseness, but every word was like a pearl: "Xiaoran, give me a chance, I am willing to take care of you for the rest of your life."
After all, it was still kindness. The care he gave her was destined to be rich and luxurious, but this wealth and splendor was not what she wanted.
Lin Qingran struggled to withdraw from his arms, pushed him away calmly, without any fluctuation in her expression, and said indifferently: "But I don't want to."
Why put your life in the hands of others? It is more practical to believe in anything than not to believe in yourself.
Yun Zheng's face darkened. He didn't expect that he was so sincere, but Lin Qingran refused without any hesitation.
Yun Zheng's eyes were gradually covered with a layer of mist, as if something had isolated the real emotions in his eyes, and his eyes were so deep that it was difficult to see clearly.
There are probably not tens of thousands but thousands of women who want to enter Prince Yun's Mansion and become Princess Yun, almost overwhelming their heads.
But there is still such a woman in the world, who is indifferent and unmoved at all, and he also knows clearly that this girl is not trying to refuse but welcomes her, she really doesn't care about him.
This realization made him a little sour.
"Xiao Ran, one day you will be willing."
Yun Zheng once again had a faint smile on his gentle face: "You don't want to because I'm not good enough. I will work hard to make myself better so that you are willing."
When he said this, he suddenly turned around, his eyes seemed to be flashing with deep waves, and the bottom of his eyes was like an abyss, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance. He strode open the curtain and walked away. Lin Qingran looked at his back and said softly.
He sighed softly.
A shallow figure stood in the yard for who knows how long, almost blending into the night.
Xu Changqing watched Yun Zheng walk out of Lin Qingran's room coldly. He couldn't help clenching his fists, and his eyes showed a sharp light like ice, like a sharp sword shining with cold light.
Did he shoot himself in the foot?
Yun Zheng has always been emotionless, so why did he come out of Lin Qingran's boudoir in the middle of the night?
Could it be that something happened between them that he didn't know about?
Xu Changqing looked at Yun Zheng, who was approaching step by step. In his beautiful glazed eyes, the black spots in his eyes deepened, like clouds and mist, lingering in his eyes.
"A friend's wife should not be played with. I have always thought that Brother Yun is a gentleman. Don't you know this sentence?"
Xu Changqing's handsome face was gloomy, and his voice was like ice and a knife.
Yun Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Are they friends' wives? I remember that Brother Xu and Xiaoran were brothers and sisters with different surnames. How did they become friends' wives?"
"You know what you're asking!" Xu Changqing didn't think that with Yun Zheng's understanding of him, he didn't know that brothers and sisters with different surnames were just a way for him to retreat in order to advance.
Their four eyes faced each other, two ice flowers.
"I won't let go!"
"I won't let go!"
The two voices sounded almost at the same time. Both of them stared at each other, neither of them willing to show weakness.