Her cheeks turned red and she was trembling all over.
The eyes of the people below were like a slap in the face. Brother Ninth was so ruthless to her! In front of so many people!
"Princess, let's go back first."
It was the maid who came to smooth things over and helped Yu Jian back to his position.
Yu Jian maintained a superficial smile, but that smile seemed forced. Little did he know that the hand under his body was holding on to the hem of her skirt, almost tearing it to pieces!
Especially when he saw that bitch leaning so close to Ninth Brother, his eyes almost burst out with fire!
Ling Xuewei didn't need to turn her head, she could feel the gaze coming from the side that seemed to scare her away.
Ling Xuewei held her chin and sat next to Ye Moyan in boredom, listening to him chatting with people, but those people would always look at her without a glance when he said something.
All eyes are open to inquiry.
Ling Xuewei sighed, if she had known that this banquet would be so boring, she might as well have been at home with the two little guys.
I don’t know if they are asleep now or what they are doing...
Ling Xuewei looked like she was in a state of wandering mind. She unconsciously took the tea cup and drank slowly. Unexpectedly, the space suddenly stagnated slightly in the next second.
She raised her eyes and found that everyone was looking at her, or rather...the cup in her hand.
Ling Xuewei looked down and then looked at Ye Moyan beside her.
I could see the thin lips curling up in a vague arc, and there was an inexplicable flash of amusement in his eyes.
Ling Xuewei was stunned for half the night before she came to her senses.
It turns out... the cup in her hand belongs to Ye Moyan.
Ling Xuewei's hand shook and she almost dropped the cup in her hand.
This person...why didn't he remind her?
This is embarrassing.
For a moment, Ling Xuewei was in a dilemma. She took a deep breath, put down the cup calmly, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, I just discovered that there was a foreign object in this cup, so I checked it."
Everyone, "..."
I believe you as a ghost!
Ye Moyan laughed softly, "Really? Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard or hard, it should be."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Looking at each other, what is going on?
Jiuzun didn't blame him?
Yu Jian almost twisted the handkerchief in her hand to pieces! Especially from where she was sitting, she could clearly see the interaction between the two!
In her eyes, Ninth Brother has always been serious, calm and powerful. When has she ever seen Ninth Brother with such a gentle side?
Although Brother Ninth kept talking to others, he never took his eyes away from that bitch!
I'm afraid even he himself doesn't know how focused he was when his eyes fell on that bitch.
Such a man will drive countless women crazy.
But it was not her who got this unique one.
…
By the time the banquet was over, Ling Xuewei was almost drowsy.
"Your Majesty, I will send you off."
"No need, everyone go back."
Ye Moyan dismissed the people who came to see him off, and when the carriage came, he and Ling Xuewei got on the carriage one after another.
"Brother Ninth!"
A voice came from behind, and then Yu Jian was seen coming with the hem of his skirt, "Brother Ninth, my carriage is broken down, can you please take me back?"
Ling Xuewei raised her eyebrows.
This princess is always present.
But this excuse was... not too serious.
Ling Xuewei didn't say anything, but looked sideways at Ye Moyan.
"Not going my way."
Ye Moyan's voice was cold.
"Brother Ninth, you really have the heart to leave me here in this cold wind? Ahem..." Yu Jian suddenly covered her face and started coughing. She was as weak as if the wind could blow her down.
If it were done by an ordinary woman, it would definitely look artificial, but her face makes people lovable.
Ling Xuewei looked at it and nodded. This princess is quite capable. This face is definitely a weapon!
The movement here has attracted the attention of many people.
Ye Moyan called someone over and said, "Send her back."
"yes."
"Brother Ninth!"
But Yu Jian could only watch the carriage drive away, stamping his feet in anger.
"Princess, let me take you back."
"roll!"
As soon as the man stepped forward, he was scolded back. The maid immediately appeared and put a cloak on her. Yu Jian threw it off and stepped on it several times, as if she thought she was Ling Xuewei.
She was cursing and her face was livid. This crazy look was completely different from the pure and dignified image she portrayed outside.
It wasn't until someone passed by that she quickly calmed down her anger.
"Go back." He gritted his teeth and said this, and Yu Jian walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
This time, it was all in vain.
…
On the carriage back, Ling Xuewei laughed until her stomach ached. Whenever she thought of the livid face of Princess Yujian just now, she felt funny.
"So happy?"
Ye Moyan glanced at her lightly.
"Of course. How can you not be happy seeing that princess deflated?"
Ling Xuewei didn't hide it at all.
Most of the other women looked tolerant and considerate in front of him, but her petty and vengeful temper not only did not make him hate her, but he found her adorable.
Ye Moyan shook his head helplessly, could this be Aiwujiwu?
"come over."
"what?"
Even so, Ling Xuewei still leaned over and tightened her wrists. Ye Moyan held her on his lap. The large carriage could accommodate seven or eight people, so it was not crowded at all.
"This is a carriage, don't mess around!" Ling Xuewei subconsciously went to break Ye Moyan's hand, because the sequelae of last night had not yet passed.
"Don't move, let me lean on you."
Ye Moyan leaned his head against Ling Xuewei's neck, his voice slightly hoarse.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Ling Xuewei heard the tiredness in Ye Moyan's voice and stopped moving subconsciously. His shallow breathing hit her shoulders, which made her feel itchy.
However, Ling Xuewei still endured and did not move.
He must be tired too.
"Do you often need to attend such occasions?"
After all, socializing is also very tiring. Ling Xuewei knows this very well and is the most impatient to deal with such occasions.
Ye Moyan chuckled, "Not everything."
Ling Xuewei immediately understood that Guan Zhixing or Xin Zizhen should take him to attend most of the events, but there were also some that required his presence in person.
"Headache."
Ye Moyan's deep voice was particularly alluring in such a night.
"Then don't move, I'll press it for you."
As she spoke, Ling Xuewei put her hands on his temples and began to press them slowly.
Ling Xuewei was proficient in acupuncture points and her techniques were very professional. Ye Moyan really didn't move and allowed her to press them.
"Wei'er, give me two more months."
His sudden words made her startled, and she immediately understood what he meant.
In two months, the three-year appointment will come.
The corners of Ling Xuewei's lips curled up slightly, and after a moment, she hummed softly.
Ye Moyan opened his eyes and met her glass-like eyes. The two looked at each other and smiled.
Return to Maplewood Mountain.
But he saw Guan Zhixing walking towards him with a serious expression and whispered something in his ear.
Ye Moyan's expression changed slightly. This was the first time that Ling Xuewei had seen him look so solemn in all the years she had been with him.