Youji glanced at Gui Yuan without looking back, his face colder than her: "It's not your business."

"It's not my business, it's not the royal family's business, isn't it the business of the East Palace?" Gui Yuan Zhengran asked.

Silent and silent, suppressing anger deep in the middle of your eyebrows.

Gui Yuan frowned and approached dignifiedly and said, "You have a grudge with others and hurt others privately. If this matter is heard by the emperor and questioning Your Highness's unethical virtue, how can you ask your aunt to take care of you?"

Youji turned his eyes and stared at her, as if Mars burst out: "What I want to do, it's not your turn to point fingers."

Gui Yuan sneered faintly: "The prince did not listen to the advice and insisted on his own actions. I am really worried about my aunt."

"Hmph." Youji curled the corners of her lips without eating it, "You can think you don't know anything, and you don't gossip in the ears of your mother."

Gossip? Does she hate to do such a thing?

Gui Yuan was so upset that she kept silent that she stopped saying a word.

Lan Ying had been struggling downstairs for a long time. She wanted to call Your Highness loudly to attract the prince's attention, but as soon as she mustered up her courage, she saw Gui Yuan appear, which made Lan Ying feel confused and her courage dissipated.

She lowered her sad pupils and thought to herself: It turns out that he already has a beauty with him, so I shouldn't disturb him anymore. After all, what is the identity like me for him?

never mind.

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"Meng Yushao...Meng Yushao!..." Ji Ying's wailing sounds came from the small building of Xiyuan, "Why is he swollen and not coming back yet, Meng Yushao..."

Seeing that he had been shouting for so long, Siqiao must be thirsty, so he kindly brought him a cup of cold tea and patted him on his back and coaxed him: "Your Highness, don't be anxious, drink some water first, Dr. Meng should be back soon!"

Ji Ying was excited and overturned the teacup and broke it far away: "Itchy...so itchy..."

"Your Highness, please bear with me..." Siqiao was also a good-natured person. I missed him to save his life. If it were other spoiled daughters, who had been so spoiled, would have been a little selfish who would have long ignored him after he was so troubled.

Siqiao looked at the broken teacup helplessly. When she retracted her eyes, she saw her bag on the mahogany chair. She took it over with a quick wise look, opened it quickly, took out the fan inside and shouted to Ji Ying: "Your Highness, look at it."

Ji Ying kept scratching her chest and glanced impatiently: "What are you looking at?"

"Look, I have a lot of fans." Siqiao spread the fan and handed it to him hand by hand, sharing with him with interest, "There are folding fans, round fans... and there are various scenery on it, including mountains and rivers, pavilions, flowers and plants, and butterflies!"

Ji Ying was stunned for a moment, and inadvertently stopped grabbing: "You drew this?"

Siqiao pursed her lips and smiled, looking pretty and charming: "Well, your highness thinks it looks good?"

Ji Ying curled her lips: "It's not good-looking."

"Uh..." Siqiao was embarrassed in an instant, his eyes drooping depressedly, "Siqiao knows that his painting skills are not good, but Your Highness... don't be so direct..."

Seeing her face frustrated, Ji Ying felt a little uncomfortable: "I am just someone who said that you don't want to lend money. Look at my debts and I feel itchy all over, so how can I see how you draw the fan paper?"

Siqiao turned her smart eyes and said, "I just want to use something else to distract you from your attention so that you won't feel itchy."

Ji Ying was stunned again, staring at her clear pupils as clear as water. This kind girl suddenly made him feel a little strange.
Chapter completed!