"Taifei." After Xuanyuan Yeche had eaten, he gently put the bowls and chopsticks aside: "It's getting late, and my grandson is considering whether to send Miss Yuchi back. After all, spending the night like this is not good for her.
My maiden name has an impact."
Sitting aside, Xuanyuan Yeche stretched out his hand and lightly covered his chest.
It seemed that every time I took a breath, I wasted a lot of effort, and my pale face was full of tiredness: "I think I came here just to thank her."
"So it's my fault."
The concubine smiled tenderly, and then looked at Xuanyuan Ye Che: "Che'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Well, I'm a little tired."
"That's right, Li Xiang should find someone to send Miss Yuchi off." The concubine nodded and quickly gave the instructions, then turned to Xuanyuan Yeche with great worry: "You are also careless, go and have a rest quickly, don't let me
This old man is worried."
"Che'er's fault has made the concubine worried."
Nodding, Xuanyuan Yeche nodded towards Yuchi Hanxue: "Thank you, Miss Yuchi, for saving me. I'll visit again in the future."
"Your Majesty, you are so polite." Yuchi Hanxue turned around and returned the gift while dodging his gift.
And he put on the veil again and left quickly.
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The night is already deep.
The concubine lay slightly on the chair: "Lixiang, she returned to the mansion, what did she say along the way?"
"Back to the concubine, Miss Yuchi has returned home safely. It was very quiet along the way. There was nothing wrong." Lixiang replied respectfully.
"Look, the prince is treating her?"
When Lixiang heard this, she knew the concubine was worried and couldn't help but said softly: "I can't guess what the prince thinks, but the prince seems to have always been like this. He seems to be very gentle, but he is very distant. Today, my servant
I don’t see any difference between her and Miss Yuchi.”
"That's not true."
Nodding, the concubine closed her eyes again: "That's all, go and rest."
----------Prime Minister's Mansion-------
Sitting quietly on the bed, Que'er came in with a bowl of lotus seed soup: "Miss, would you like some more?"
"No need." Yuchi Hanxue shook his head, and asked Que'er to go down and have a good rest, while he was lying on the bed, unable to recover for a while. Thinking of everything that Xuanyuan Yeche did in Prince Rong's Mansion, it seemed that everything was gone.
It was very tender, but...she clearly found that they didn't seem to be that kind to him.
And Xuanyuan Yeche's title of concubine is also quite obvious.
Especially those seemingly indifferent eyes, which seemed to reveal a trace of sadness and despair intentionally or unintentionally, which made her whole heart uneasy.
"Forget it, do I really want to cooperate with him?" He closed his eyes suddenly and took a deep breath.
"Is it because you don't want to cooperate with me?"
At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed across the room, and a blue and Tibetan figure appeared in the room. Soon Xuanyuan Yeche stood beside the bed with a hint of ridicule...
"Hmm? You...you you..." Suddenly, Yuchi Hanxue sat up suddenly, and the quilt had fallen to his waist. He was only wearing a white middle coat, which was not revealing at all, so Yuchi Hanxue didn't say anything.
, just said in shock: "Why did the prince come to my boudoir in the middle of the night!"
"How can I rest assured if I don't come at this time?"
Sighing softly: "Those men in black during the day are not vegetarians. I really don't know who you have offended to deserve to hunt you down like this!"