Yun Yanyu couldn't bear to see Song Qinghuan showing such an expression. His eye circles were red and his nose was sore. He couldn't help but look away and whispered: "I'm sorry..."
Sorry, I don't want to lie.
I'm sorry, you are really at fault.
If Sister Qinghuan is as gentle and kind as she appears, and does not provoke or frame Sister Huang, will they become close friends? Will I be in such a dilemma then as I am now?
of course not.
Yun Yanyu was extremely sad.
He didn't want to lose Sister Huang, nor did he want to lose Sister Qinghuan, so he could only be as fair as possible and satisfy both of them as much as possible, but he was too weak to get the best of both worlds, and would even make both sisters sad. Feeling sad and wanting to distance yourself.
"Why, why..."
Song Qinghuan fell to the ground, her hair was messy and her face was pale. She looked at Yun Yanyu with despair in her eyes. She trembled her lips and murmured: "Brother Ayu, am I not good enough for you? "
Why are you doing this to me?
"No, no," Yun Yanyu shook his head vigorously, his round eyes filled with tears, and his eyes and nose were red from crying, "Sister Qinghuan, there is nothing wrong with you, you are very good, you are very good, but... It’s just that Ayu doesn’t want to lie, Ayu really doesn’t want to lie.”
Don't want to lie?
Song Qinghuan was shocked to the spot by these four simple words, and felt that the world was extremely ridiculous!
Concubine Xian was obviously made faint by Yun Chuyao!
Why! Why doesn't anyone believe in me? It’s fine if others don’t believe it! Brother Ayu, brother Ayu, why don’t you believe it? Not only did he not believe it, he also wanted to tell everyone that he was unwilling to lie!
Does trusting yourself mean lying?
He has cut off his own escape route!
Song Qinghuan sat down on the spot, her eyes were empty, and her soul seemed to be out of body. She looked dull and painful. In a daze, her heart suddenly throbbed, but she ignored it and continued to look at Yun Yanyu with persistent eyes.
Not far away, Yun Chuyao's eyes were also wandering back and forth between Yun Yanyu and Song Qinghuan. Seeing that neither of them spoke or had any excitement, she did not dare to look away with interest.
"I think with the Ninth Prince's testimony, Princess Qinghuan should have nothing to say, right?" Yun Chuyao said lightly, "In that case, I will go back to my room to rest first."
Say it.
Without waiting for Song Qinghuan's reaction, she turned around and walked upstairs.
The people watching the fun looked at each other and couldn't stay any longer. They could only go back to the house in groups of three or two. The ladies all had a look of reluctance on their faces, as if they wanted to stay a little longer and listen to Song Qinghuan again. The conversation with Yun Yanyu was average.
After finally entering the room, everyone started talking lively again!
Why Princess Changle is so powerful, why Princess Qinghuan is so hypocritical, and why the Ninth Prince told the truth... They discussed it all and finally came to the conclusion that Princess Changle's life in the palace was not as they imagined. So wishful, and even often bullied and framed, those "secret rumors" about Princess Changle may not be true!
The ladies couldn't help but feel sympathy.
In the hall.
Those who had stayed here to watch the excitement were walking and hiding. After a while, only Yun Yanyu, Song Qinghuan and their maids were left in the hall. An indescribable heaviness weighed on Yun Yanyu. heart.
It's so quiet.
It was so quiet that he could almost hear Sister Qinghuan's sobbing voice.
Yun Yanyu's heart clenched and she felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't help but take small steps and walked forward slowly, then stood in front of Song Qinghuan and cautiously stretched out her hand: "Sister Qinghuan——"
There was a "pop" sound!
The back of Yun Yanyu's hand hurt, so he quickly retracted his hand and looked at Song Qinghuan in shock!
Did I get beaten just now?
Sister Qinghuan hit me?
Others were a little confused.
Song Qinghuan also finally came back to her senses when the slap rang out. When her memory came back, she opened her mouth in confusion, and a flash of panic flashed in her eyes.
not good!
She actually attacked Yun Yanyu!
Yes, she was very angry. She wanted to grab Yun Yanyu's neck and ask him through gritted teeth the reason why he did this. But she, Song Qinghuan, was not a fool. Yun Yanyu was the son of the Ninth Prince and the Empress. , how dare she break up with him!
You must know that Yun Chuyao is not favored by the empress, but not the Ninth Prince!
If she had really offended the Ninth Prince, would the Queen still treat her as before? Now that her marriage has not been decided and she is not married yet, she has to rely on the Queen to arrange everything. Even if it is for herself, she cannot really anger the Ninth Prince.
Even if she hates it so much in her heart!
Reason slowly returns.
A hint of astonishment appeared on Song Qinghuan's face. She looked at her hands, and then at the red back of Yun Yanyu's hands. A flash of distress flashed in her eyes, and she murmured: "Ah, brother Ayu... …”
Yun Yanyu's heart trembled.
Yes.
Sister Qinghuan feels sorry for herself.
She felt so sorry for herself, so she didn't do it on purpose, right? She was just too scared and sad, so she accidentally slapped herself!
"I don't feel any pain!"
After he finished speaking, he turned his hand away again, hid the slightly red back of his hand behind his back, and said repeatedly: "Sister Qinghuan, I know you didn't mean it, I don't feel hurt, really, as long as, as long as you are willing to forgive I, I won’t feel any pain anywhere!”
Song Qinghuan's nose was sore and she was about to cry again, but she still took a deep breath and suppressed her tears: "Hands."
"Hand, stretch out."
Maybe she had been crying for a long time, and her voice was a little hoarse.
Yun Yanyu also had red eyes.
Sister Qinghuan is really worried about him and feels sorry for him. Although she has a thousand faults, she is sincere to herself, and she should be nicer to her!
He pursed his lips and made up his mind, then stretched out his little hand hidden behind his back.
The back of the hand is reddish.
It seems to be swollen.
One look showed that Song Qinghuan didn't hold back when he hit him. He must have used all his strength!
Song Qinghuan's eyelids jumped!
Oops, the swelling is so severe. If the queen sees it, will I still be in good shape?
She was a little flustered, but she didn't show it on her face. She only had red circles under her eyes. She carefully stretched out her fingers and gently touched the back of Yun Yanyu's hand. She suppressed her heartache and asked him: "...does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!"
Yun Yanyu felt so warm that she quickly said: "Sister Qinghuan, don't worry, I won't hurt you!"
After saying that, his eyes dimmed, his little face like a bun wrinkled up, and he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Sister Qinghuan, I just... didn't help you."
Song Qinghuan's body was slightly stiff.
After a long while, she lowered her eyelids and said softly: "I don't blame you."
