Rong Suiyun looked at the woman in front of him, his calm heart beating.
He had been looking forward to this meeting for a long time, but when they met, he was caught off guard. He stared at her stunning face infatuatedly, and it seemed that he could not hear the sound of wind and falling flowers beside his ears, and only her faint smile remained in his mind.
Rong Suiyun smiled faintly: "Xiaowu, how have you been recently?"
Before Ouyang Wu answered, she felt a pair of eyes staring at her, cold and murderous, as if to poke a hole in her back.
She turned her head subconsciously and felt her scalp tingling.
The air had the rustling sound of the breeze, the sound of cherry blossoms falling from the treetops, and a faint murderous aura. Ye Chonghua stood under the cherry tree not far away with a frosty face, exuding a cold breath all over his body, and the flying cherry blossoms around him seemed to be frozen by him.
His eyes narrowed slightly, his pair of icy eyes were cold and bloodthirsty, with a strong evil charm and indifference.
Ouyang Wu seemed to have been caught, with some uncertainty in her heart, and even a little guilty. She subconsciously wanted to distance herself from Rong Suiyun, took two steps back, accidentally stepped on a round stone, and her body swayed. Rong Suiyun quickly reached out and grabbed her arm!
Ye Chonghua's face became more gloomy, his eyes became colder and emotionless. Ouyang Wu quickly pulled her hand out of Rong Suiyun's hand, put it behind her back, and smiled unnaturally: "Rong Qi, I have to go back first."
"If you have time, Chonghua and I will welcome you."
Rong Suiyun's eyes were dim, and then he retracted his gaze and smiled warmly and elegantly: "Okay."
At this moment, Ye Chonghua had already approached, and grabbed Ouyang Wu's arm with his big hand, and gently pulled her to his side. He raised his chin slightly and looked at Rong Suiyun proudly, with a strong desire and right to possess in his eyes. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes were lingering.
Ye Chonghua said nothing, pulled Ouyang Wu away, and Ouyang Wu followed behind him, looking at his arrogant back, and her heart was even colder. In the past, she dared to shout at Ye Chonghua, but now, she was still a little scary.
His face was as dark as midnight, but this matter was caused by her. Although she didn't think she did anything wrong, she should still coax him. But before she opened her mouth, Ye Chonghua had already shaken off her hand and walked quickly in front.
Ouyang Wu was dumbfounded. He was so childish!
Ouyang Wu saw this and hurriedly chased after him, grabbing Ye Chonghua's sleeve and saying, "Hey, walk slower."
Ye Chonghua still looked unhappy. Although his sleeve was pulled, he ignored her and turned his head to the side, whispering, "Let go!"
"No!" Ouyang Wu followed him quickly, grinning, "I know you're angry. If I let go, you'll be even angrier."
Ouyang Wu was trotting after Ye Chonghua, but Ye Chonghua suddenly stopped after hearing this. Ouyang Wu, who had been thinking about how to speak, Yang Wu bumped into Ye Chonghua. Before she could come to her senses, she heard Ye Chonghua say coldly, "Yes, I'm very angry. I'm angry and want him to disappear!"
"Hey, he's still your cousin... Today is the great day of the Empress Dowager. You can't do such a bloody thing." Ouyang Wu looked at Ye Chonghua's cruel expression and was at a loss for words. "Besides, you have nothing to be angry about. I don't have anything to do with him!"
"If there was anything, do you think he would be alive now?!" Ye Chonghua looked at her coldly, his eyes were dark, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
For some reason, seeing Ye Chonghua like this, Ouyang Wu felt her heart slowly relax. She knew that he was just talking in anger. He was jealous, sulking, and angry with her. She stroked her forehead with a headache. Ye Chonghua's strange possessiveness!
Ye Chonghua was standing there at the moment, and Ouyang Wu was also standing there, looking at his tense face. There was no sign of the ice and snow melting for a long time. Suddenly, Ye Yao's coquettish look appeared in her mind. She suppressed the slight awkwardness in her heart, and the hand holding Ye Chonghua's sleeve slightly tightened, swinging gently.
After Ouyang Wu made this weird move, she wanted to slap herself twice. She was a 21st century agent, and now she actually did such a little woman's thing!
But since she did it, she would continue to work hard. She continued to shake his sleeves, doing something that she despised in her heart: "Don't be angry!"
Just when Ouyang Wu felt that the sleeve was about to be torn off by her, Ye Chonghua's face was slightly relieved, and he took the initiative to hold her hand: "Don't make me angry, otherwise I will never talk to you again."
"Okay..." Ouyang Wu stroked her forehead, it's better if you ignore me, so that I can run away. But she didn't dare to say this. She felt helpless in her heart. In fact, Ye Chonghua also inherited some of the arrogance of the empress dowager.
The empress dowager's birthday banquet ended hastily, and the emperor was furious!
He originally wanted to use the big birthday banquet for the empress dowager to get rid of bad luck, but he didn't expect that such a shameful thing happened on the way. The Fourth Prince's Mansion has become more and more outrageous recently! Ye Feixi left the table early, and the emperor couldn't find a place to vent. He scolded the queen and Ye Rao in front of everyone. It was nothing more than a loving mother with many spoiled children. Ye Feixi fell to this point, and Ye Yao was so unruly, half of which was the queen's fault!
The queen's eyes were red when she was scolded, but because everyone was present, she didn't let tears fall.
Ye Rao was never afraid of rumors. She had been criticized more than once or twice. She hated Li Yunfei from the bottom of her heart and even felt that it was her fault that this happened. She hurried to be intimate with Wen Ya after the banquet.
When Ouyang Wu and Ye Chonghua left, they said hello to the empress dowager. The empress dowager was not in a good mood after the birthday banquet was disturbed, so she let her leave the palace.
On the way back in the carriage, Ye Chonghua closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the carriage, resting his mind with his eyes slightly closed. He had no intention of talking to Ouyang Wu at all. Ouyang Wu couldn't help but feel a headache. She couldn't help but sit next to Ye Chonghua and slammed his clothes with her hands: "Your Highness Prince Ning, is it necessary for a big man like you to worry about such a small thing?"
Ye Chonghua continued to close his eyes and rest, still not looking at her.
Ouyang Wu sighed. Isn't it said that men are easy to coax? Why is Ye Chonghua different? She took out a zippo lighter from the space and waved it in front of Ye Chonghua: "I'll give you something, don't be angry anymore, I won't pay attention to you if you are angry."
"Hey, do you want it? If not, I won't give it to you."
Before Ouyang Wu could put the lighter away, Ye Chonghua waved his hand and snatched it away. He looked at the small silver box in his hand curiously. It was unique and exquisite, inlaid with broken diamonds: "What is this?"
"Lighter." Ouyang Wu took it from his hand Lighter, demonstrated to him, "Just like that, you can light a fire."
"This is interesting." Ye Chonghua played with it twice, then put it in his pocket, with a bit of joy on his face, but before this joy was revealed too much, he quickly restrained it, coughed, and said: "I forgive you!"
"I..."
Ye Chonghua did not close his eyes to rest, and his eyes became softer as he looked at Ouyang Wu. Ouyang Wu suddenly remembered that modern men and women always give gifts to each other. Is this what is called interest?
The two of them had just arrived at the Ning Wang Mansion when a servant came to report that Wei Lin, a subordinate of Prince Rong Qi, had something urgent to see Ouyang Wu. Ye Chonghua had not eaten much at the banquet. He had asked the kitchen to prepare food for Ouyang Wu. When he heard about the Seventh Prince Rong, his face darkened again and he waved his hand: "No!"
"Since it's urgent, I'll ask clearly."
Ouyang Wu just walked to the door and saw Wei Lin coming forward anxiously and said: "Princess Ning, our Seventh Prince's old illness has relapsed, please go and see him!"
Ouyang Wu was shocked and blurted out: "Rong Suiyun?"
"Since the last time Princess Ning left, the prince hasn't been sick for a long time. It's just that after the long journey, he is already unwell. As soon as he came back just now, his face turned pale and his breathing was not smooth. The imperial physician was invited but he was helpless."
Wei Lin was so anxious that his face turned pale and he spoke very fast. He didn't dare to tell Ouyang Wu that Rong Suiyun traveled day and night to get to Xiling Kingdom as soon as possible, which led to fatigue and discomfort.
But now Ouyang Wu is not the former Yang Wu. He was afraid that Ouyang Wu would not agree, so he knelt down.
Ouyang Wu blocked him and said immediately, "I'll go with you now."
"You're not allowed to go!" Ye Chonghua, who had been listening, said as soon as Ouyang Wu finished speaking, grabbing Ouyang Wu's arm.
Rong Suiyun's illness was what Ouyang Wu had been treating before. She knew that his illness was very serious and could kill him if he wasn't careful. Ouyang Wu turned around, looking a little anxious, and said softly, "If his illness is not treated in time, it may not be appropriate."
Ye Chonghua clenched his arms tightly, with no intention of relaxing. Thinking of the way he gently gazed at her under the cherry tree and gently brushed the petals off Wu'er's shoulders, he wanted to - kill him!
He was fine when he saw him just now, but he got sick after such a long time? ! Who would believe it? Could it be that he deliberately pretended to be pitiful to win Wu'er's sympathy? After all, he saved Wu'er's life first, and Wu'er would definitely not refuse his request for treatment.
Ouyang Wu stretched out her hand to pry open Ye Chonghua's hand, and said solemnly: "Chonghua, I will be back soon. His illness cannot be delayed." Ye Chonghua remained silent, holding his hand tighter. Wei Lin beside him was even more anxious, looking at Ye Chonghua with hope. Ye Chonghua took a deep breath, and even though he was unwilling in his heart, he still let go of his hand and said reluctantly: "Come back soon." If the sickly boy really got into trouble, Wu'er would probably miss him forever. Ouyang Wu responded, and Ye Chonghua snorted coldly in response. Ouyang Wu got on the carriage prepared by Wei Lin, and the carriage drove quickly to Rong Suiyun's residence. Wei Lin was anxious and drove the carriage very fast. It only took a cup of tea from the Ning Wang Mansion to Rong Suiyun's residence. When Ouyang Wu saw Rong Suiyun, he found that he was lying on the bed with a pale face, without any blood, and his breathing was very weak. Ouyang Wu sat at the head of the bed and felt his pulse. She was relieved that his life was not in danger.
His leg disease was not completely healed and he needed more rest. However, Rong Suiyun had just been able to walk and came to Xiling with such a big fuss. His body could not bear it, but some reactions were normal.
Ouyang Wu briefly told Wei Lin about Rong Suiyun's condition, and Wei Lin was relieved. Ouyang Wu then prescribed some medicine for Rong Suiyun and gave the prescription to Wei Lin. Wei Lin went out to get the medicine in a hurry.
Ouyang Wu gave him acupuncture and looked at his extremely transparent face. She couldn't help but sigh. This person really doesn't know how to take good care of himself!
Wei Lin came back with the medicine and saw Ouyang Wu had finished the acupuncture, so he said, "I wonder if Princess Ning can take care of him for me. I'll be back after I boil the medicine. The Seventh Prince hasn't woken up yet, and I'm worried." "Go ahead." Ouyang Wu didn't refuse. She lay on the table and read for a while. Maybe the Queen Mother's birthday banquet really made Ouyang Wu very tired. After just a moment, Ouyang Wu lay on the table and dozed off. Rong Suiyun woke up slowly and felt a little dizzy. His slender pale fingers touched his temples. He sat up slowly and turned his head slightly to see a woman lying on the table in the room - it was Xiaowu! She lay there, the window next to her was still open, and the wind stroked her hair. He had never seen her side when she was thinking about sleeping, quiet and beautiful like porcelain. He didn't dare to breathe hard, as if it was a dream. In the dream, she disappeared. Rong Suiyun held his breath, slowly got up, and closed the window gently. She took the cloak and put it on her body. Looking at him from such a close distance, he felt his heart beating fast, and a blush appeared on his pale face.
He stood beside her restrainedly, staring at her face infatuatedly, his eyes full of tenderness.
A crazy idea suddenly came to his mind. How good it would be if she was just Xiao Wu, not the Princess of Ning, or how good it would be if he had hidden her and never let Ye Chonghua find her.
He remembered that she had held Ye Chonghua's sleeve and swayed slightly before, and ripples appeared in his heart, sad and slightly bitter. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, almost close to her hair, and his fingertips trembled slightly.
Knowing that it was not allowed -
But he couldn't help it.
Just once, just once!
He knew that she was doing well, and he was satisfied. He would go back to Nanfeng Country soon, and he wouldn't see her for a long time.
His cool fingers touched her soft hair, and a voice in his heart was shouting wildly. His face showed an almost obsessed look, and his fingers gently touched her smooth face again. His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was treating an extremely precious treasure.
Wu'er said she would be back soon, but Ye Chonghua felt that the wait was extremely long!
He kept pacing at the door, staring at the direction where the carriage left. A cup of tea passed, half an hour, and an hour passed, but there was still no sign of Ouyang Wu.
He gradually became anxious, and when he thought of Rong Suiyun's gentle appearance, the jealousy in his heart gradually became stronger.
"Prepare the horse!"
He rode his horse in that direction. But when he finally found Wu'er, he saw a scene he didn't want to see!
His Wu'er slept in Rong Suiyun's room without any defense, and Rong Suiyun stood beside her, gently caressing her cheek! His hands were clenched into fists, his bones creaked, and his eyes were filled with rage!
Ye Zhonghua raised his fist and hit Rong Suiyun's abdomen hard. Rong Suiyun was caught off guard and did not resist at all. He just snorted softly, and the corners of his mouth that were bleeding continuously raised a warm smile with a calm and self-assured look.
Ye Zhonghua was stimulated by his smile, and punched Rong Suiyun's abdomen again.
Ouyang Wu felt the fierce murderous aura, her eyes suddenly opened, and then she saw this scene. Ye Chonghua appeared here at some point, with a strong violent look on his face. Rong Suiyun was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and fell to the ground! His face became paler and paler, and blood kept pouring out from the corners of his lips and dripping onto the ground! "Ye Chonghua, what are you doing?!" Ouyang Wu was shocked and couldn't help screaming! Rong Suiyun was weak, and after receiving a few more punches from him, it was undoubtedly a snowy mountain and a snowy mountain. He was holding his chest and panting violently at this time, and he could hardly speak. She had finally saved him, and Ye Chonghua beat him like this, and he still had a life? Ye Chonghua wanted to fight again, and Ouyang Wu stood in front of Rong Suiyun, her eyes red with anger: "Are you crazy? He will die!" Ouyang Wu hurriedly said: "Rong Qi, how are you? Are you okay!" Rong Suiyun held on, just shook his head, indicating that he was fine. Ouyang Wu was so angry that she wanted to kill Ye Chonghua. How could Ye Chonghua do such a shameless thing? She hurriedly took out a pill for internal injuries from her sleeve and gave it to him to take. She protected his heart and helped him to the bed.
Ye Chonghua stood behind him and looked at Ouyang Wu coldly. His blood was boiling. He shouted angrily: "Wu'er, come home with me!"
Ouyang Wu couldn't help but look back and glared at Ye Chonghua: "You are too much. You beat me like this!"
Ye Chonghua's chest was heaving violently. She actually protected him to this extent. He wanted to blurt out, do you know what he did to you? But he finally held back and said coldly: "I'll say it again, you come back with me!"
His voice was evil and cold, revealing a strong sense of desolation and loneliness.
Ye Chonghua walked towards Ouyang Wu step by step, trying to take her away. At this moment, Rong Suiyun spit out a large mouthful of blood from his mouth again, and then he fainted.
Before, she saved the man, and then, Ye Chonghua seriously injured him.
Rong Suiyun was weak to begin with, and his life was in danger now. How could she leave him alone? Ouyang Wu looked anxious, and broke free from Ye Chonghua's hand: "I want to save him!"
Ouyang Wu's expression was firm, and she would not tolerate any resistance.
Ye Chonghua looked at her cold eyes, and felt his heart slowly sinking. He tried his best to suppress his anger, turned around and left, and said coldly: "Okay, save him if you want."
Ouyang Wu focused on treating Rong Suiyun, and did not notice that although Ye Chonghua said so, he finally stopped at the door. Rong Suiyun was seriously injured by Ye Chonghua. If he was not treated in time, the consequences would be disastrous.
Ouyang Wu treated him for a long time, and finally pulled him back from the brink of death. He turned around and saw Wei Lin standing at the door, his face full of guilt.
She didn't know how to explain to him. She came to save people, but now the room was filled with the smell of blood.
Ouyang Wu had never been so upset as today.
She hesitated and couldn't explain clearly, but Rong Suiyun coughed softly: "Wu'er, you should go back quickly, it's very late."
Ouyang Wu looked back at him and left.
At this moment, her heart was in a mess, Ye Chonghua, Ye Chonghua, ah!
He was so jealous!
She just walked to the door, and a hand reached out to hold her, with great strength, almost breaking her wrist. She was startled, and when she looked up, she saw Ye Chonghua's cold eyes became more and more quiet under the bright moon, revealing a cold edge, and his face was full of dark clouds.
"Are you willing to go back now?" His voice was indifferent and icy.
"You..."
Ye Chonghua didn't even let her say a word, and pressed her on the horse's back. The horse quickly went to the Ning Wang Mansion. The horse ran fast, and the wind whistled beside her ears. Ouyang Wu heard his cold voice against her ears, with a low voice like the night: "Ouyang Wu, who is important in your heart?"
Ouyang Wu was shocked, and suddenly there was a deep sense of loss. This kind of loss was not even clear to her, and it was mixed with a kind of inexplicable grievance.
When the horse stopped at the Ning Wang Mansion, Ye Chonghua pulled Ouyang Wu into the Ning Wang Mansion very quickly. A group of servants looked at Ye Chonghua with a gloomy face, and they all consciously stepped aside, lowered their heads and stood obediently. Even Zhu Lu, who always served him closely, did not dare to step forward.
Ouyang Wu could not resist Ye Chonghua's strength, and could only be led by him to trot all the way. She almost fell down, and she just hoped that he would stop quickly.
Ye Chonghua pulled her straight into the room and slammed the door shut. Before Ouyang Wu could come to her senses, she felt dizzy and fell into the soft quilt.
Ouyang Wu subconsciously wanted to get up, but Ye Chonghua approached her and covered her under him. His long hair was against her neck, like a pair of enchanting hands, entwining her, circling her, ambiguous, but cold. Ouyang Wu struggled to escape from this confinement, but Ye Chonghua's strong chest held her tightly, and his hands firmly clamped on both sides of her, leaving her nowhere to escape.
Ye Chonghua's eyes were red and dark, with a faint smile on his lips, which seemed evil and extremely resentful: "Wu'er, is it only when you become my woman that you will be willing to treat me wholeheartedly?"
Ouyang Wu's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. Before she could come to her senses, she heard Ye Chonghua say again: "Only in this way will you not make me angry for another man!"
Ouyang Wu bit her lips tightly, her eyes stinging, and the grievance in her heart became stronger.