Chapter 117: A lonely grave with thousands of miles, nowhere to talk about desolation (37)

A palace maid from Changle Palace hurriedly pushed the door open, "Fourth Prince, the prince is in Changle Palace, waiting for you for some time. You see, it's not too early, why not..."

Wen Xien was not in a hurry at all, but was a little displeased: "Didn't I say I'll go back in half an hour? I ran in and muttered something!"

The palace maid was extremely frightened and knelt on the ground with a loud noise, with a thin cold sweat on his forehead. "Fourth Prince, the prince is getting angry in Changle Palace. He smashed your study room, and said... and said..."

The palace servant dared not say anything afterwards, and carefully glanced at Rong Yiqing behind the Fourth Prince.

Wen Xien put down the book in her hand, impatient and irritable appeared in her eyebrows and eyes. She said coldly: "What else did you say?"

"The prince also said, if you don't go back, you'll smash the Qingfeng Palace."

After the palace maid said that, he curled up and knocked his forehead to the ground.

Wen Xien stood up suddenly and threw the book in his hand to the ground. The palace maid kneeling on the ground was so scared that she shivered.

Rong Yiqing didn't react much, but just watched the farce indifferently.

He thought it was because the prince said so that the boy was so angry.

After all, the fourth brother is the most respectful person. How could she allow someone to slap her in the face in front of the palace maid?

Wen Xien dared not go too far, she was afraid that Rong Yiqing would be scared.

Relieving his anxiety in his heart, Wen Xien turned to Rong Yiqing and tucked the corners of the quilt, with his long eyelashes hanging down, leaving a shadow under his snow-white sockets.

The pale lips were pursed tightly: "Xiaojiu, I won't let the emperor hurt you."

Rong Yiqing's eyelashes trembled, his heart tightened, and he spoke uncertainly, "Is the Fourth Brother angry because of me?"

The boy gently stroked Rong Yiqing's soft black hair, and his tight corners bent slightly, "The emperor is an unreasonable person. He has hurt Xiaojiu because I did not protect Xiaojiu well, so Xiaojiu was bullied."

Wen Xien's words subverted Rong Yiqing's thoughts, and he felt confused and could not figure out anything.

He looked at the boy's pure black eyes in front of him, and it was clean inside, as if it was a black crystal without any impurities.

Rong Yiqing's heart was trembling, and there seemed to be a kind of depression and bipolar mood hidden in his dark eyes.

After a while, he felt aware of the corner of his mouth and showed a well-behaved and harmless smile at the young man, "Fourth brother, come back to the palace, otherwise the prince will be anxious."

The boy responded, and then explained some things seriously before leaving.

The smile on Rong Yiqing's face disappeared instantly, and his hands hidden under the bedding were clenched into fists.

Those eyes that always had gentle eyes were dark, as if they were falling into an abyss.

He thought he knew Wen Xien the best, but every time things could go beyond his control, he felt as if he was trapped, and he thought he was the dominant one.

Rong Yiqing felt that the fourth brother was different from his previous life, but he couldn't say what was different.

It was obviously not like this in the previous life!

But he was different in this life. In this life, he did not struggle or escape, but followed Wen Xien's wishes and became the bird in her palm.

Rong Yiqing almost laughed sarcastically, and he shook his head silently.

He actually felt that the fourth brother really liked him and loved him.

How could it be? She obviously loves herself the most.

?          ?Wen Xien: Do you think you are guiding me, but it is me who guides you hahahaha

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