Thinking of this, a hint of self-mockery suddenly appeared in Cang Heng's eyes.
What on earth was he thinking?
She is so carefree and deals with so many men.
He, the majestic prince, the future emperor of the Canglan Kingdom, couldn't get any woman he wanted, so why bother...
"Your Highness?" Seeing that Cang Heng remained silent, Yunhao thought he didn't hear, so he couldn't help but test it.
For some reason, Cang Heng's mood became more and more gloomy and irritable, and he closed his eyelids impatiently.
"I know, I'll leave in a few days."
He didn't know why it took several days.
…
Evening sunset.
Another day passed.
At the entrance of Chonghua Palace, that person still did not appear.
Cang Heng pursed his lips tightly, and the tea cup in his hand was pinched so much that cracks appeared.
Finally, he sighed helplessly, gathered up his flowing sleeves, stood up and left the room.
When he arrived at Shangyang Palace, Cang Heng didn't see Sang Yu. He wanted to ask Wei Fangxu, but found that he was not there either.
So who did she go to?
Cang Heng waited in the empty room for a long time before hearing a sound from outside.
His eyebrows softened, and he was about to walk out, but when he thought of something, he stopped again, turned around, and hid behind the screen.
Soon, the door was pushed open.
Cang Heng saw Sang Yu at first sight through the screen.
After not seeing each other for more than half a month, she lost a lot of weight.
The originally round face has become curved, and the body has become more slender and graceful, as if it could be knocked over by the wind.
A flash of distress that he didn't even know flashed between Cang Heng's brows, but it suddenly froze in the next second.
Because he saw not only Sang Yu, but also Xie Qian.
Sang Yu, with gentle eyebrows and slightly parted red lips, walked in talking and laughing with Xie Qian.
"Xie Qian, thank you for arranging so many masters to protect me."
After entering the palace gate, Xie Qian no longer had any scruples. He held the girl's waist and lowered his head and responded gently: "You are not allowed to thank me. It is my duty to protect you."
After hearing this, the girl stopped and raised her eyes to look at him dissatisfied: "So, you are protecting me because I am the emperor?"
"Of course not." Xie Qian pinched her little face lovingly.
"What's that for?"
Seeing how she insisted on asking for the answer, Xie Qian said helplessly: "It was because I couldn't bear to let you die."
The girl stretched out her hand, happily wrapped it around Xie Qian's neck, stood on tiptoes, and kissed the side of his face: "Xie Qian, you are too good to me."
Xie Qian's eyes deepened slightly, he held the girl's waist and kissed her hard.
Cang Heng looked at this scene and seemed to freeze. His hands hanging on both sides clenched tightly.
He shouldn't humiliate himself.
Xie Qian finally left, and Sang Yu's lips were numb from the kiss. She walked into the bedroom with weak legs, fell on the bed and fell asleep.
Drowsily, she seemed to smell a familiar scent, but she was too sleepy to bother with it, so she yawned, turned over and went back to sleep.
Cang Heng stood in front of the couch, looking at the girl's red and swollen lips, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
The tear mole at the end of the eye is a bit weird and sinister.
In the silent room, only a few soft words could be heard, with a hint of a smile but not a smile.
"You are really naughty."
He stretched out his knuckled hand and rubbed the girl's plump and red lips with increasing force, as if he wanted to erase any traces of someone.
The sleeping girl frowned in discomfort and was about to wake up. Before Cang Heng could react, his hand subconsciously touched her sleeping point.
(End of chapter)
