Yu Tianqi saw the break in her eyes clearly, and he suddenly let go. The fragments in Fang Qing's left hand shrank back from the road and threw them on the ground.
"You--" Yu Tianqi stared at her almost crazy behavior. Deep in his eyes, a raging anger boiled. She actually hated the Ning Prince's Mansion to this point?
Is she qualified to hate? Does she have the right to hate? All of this was caused by herself. Today, he should be eager to give up on her, and he would never see her hatred face again in this life.
But why-
Why, in addition to the anger of being trampled on his dignity, he also has a kind of hatred that is ignored. This kind of discomfortable hatred makes his eyes full of crazy colors. He strode forward, wishing to strangle this damn damn 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 boy with a beautiful and beautiful jade.
His warm pupils and clear light swept towards her face lightly.
"Brother?" She was surprised. Why did he come late at night when she treated him like this in the palace? At this moment, she was actually afraid that Luan Yuchen would hear the conversation just now.
"Qing'er, brother knows that you don't want to see me, but you are going to Xiangshan Ling Buddha Hall. Let me, the eldest brother, give you a ride, don't refuse, okay?" He walked to her side
, pick her up gently.
She felt a wet feeling in her eyes, and she tried her best to suppress it, "Okay." She bit her lip and nodded, preventing the tears from falling.
Luan Yuchen hugged her and walked past Yu Tianqi. Yu Tianqi glanced at Fang Qing harshly. Fang Qing understood that he would not give up.
But until now, he should understand that she will not be able to sit down.
When Lu Yijing heard that Luan Yuqing would rush to Xiangshan Ling Buddha Hall tonight, the big rock in her heart fell, and she took Yu'er to wait outside Lan Xin.
"Sister, sister, you have to take care of yourself. Sister, sister, sister, I will come to see you in the future." She held the embroidered handkerchief and cried heartbrokenly, as if she and Fang Qing were so close.
But now, her mood is different, and she actually gave her four words. "Take care too." She looked at her meaningfully. If someone looked closely, it would be sympathy.
But in Lu Yijing's opinion, she was defeated and helpless, so the gentle luster in her eyes became more and more intense.
Luan Yuchen hugged Fang Qing out of the Ning Prince's Mansion, and he gently placed Fang Qing on the carriage. He rubbed her soft black hair, and his eyes were bright and translucent.
"Do you know? Qing'er." He spoke hoarsely. "You said such heartless words at the palace banquet. My brother is really sad. But Qing'er, when my brother knows your intention, my brother is very happy. Qing'er,
If my elder brother is valuable in your eyes, then you should try your best to make use of it. Brother, I will always regard you as my younger sister, my cherished sister."
He jumped out of the carriage and turned around. He ordered Haruka with a serious expression.
"Take good care of Miss Three. If there is anything wrong, Feige will send me a letter."
"I have written it down, please rest assured, the eldest son." Chunxiang got on the carriage.
"Brother is back, Qing'er, you have a good journey, you have to take care of it." After saying that, he turned around and left quickly, his pace was a little unstable.
Fang Qing looked at his lonely and thin figure, which gradually melted in the darkness and disappeared. The wetness that had been hidden in her eyes suddenly gathered into round beads, rolling down from her eye sockets one by one.
It turns out that my brother knows everything.
She was too conceited and smart, thinking that she could do nothing, but unexpectedly, they could see through her and so easily. The eldest brother should hate her, just like Yu Tianqi. If he annoyed her, hate her, she would
I feel comfortable in my heart. But why do I still have to be so gentle, tolerant and so kind to her? How can I bear her heart?
"Miss Three, are you crying?" Chunxiang looked at Fang Qing in surprise. Even if Prince Ning bullies Miss Three, she had never seen her cry once, why now?
"No, the wind and sand are just coming into my eyes. Ask the driver to set off. I want to rest for a while." She put down the curtain of the car, leaned against the window, closed her pupils tightly, and let silent tears blur her eyes.