Cuijing Pavilion is very quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel a little distressed. This is what the wind first stepped into this yard.

Quiet, and on the other hand, it is deserted.

There weren't even a few lights in the yard. Two lanterns were hanging alone in the depths of the yard. She couldn't see the dim light at all, but it was too blurry.

The whole courtyard was quiet and depressed. Compared to the bright lights outside, it seemed like I had entered another world after I came here.

Because she is not the biological daughter of King Mu Yi, she has no blood relationship with him, but is just a child left by a person who has no relationship, so no one in the harem likes her. Even King Mu Yi puts her in such a corner and ignores her, and even lets the other palace maids bully her like this.

Their little prince actually lived like this. In the past, I heard that Murong Qiqi had a hard time in the Nanmu Palace, but he was still a princess. It is conceivable what kind of life Murong Qianqian would live in the harem as a princess.

She sighed silently, when Chu Xuan was about to catch up with her, she raised her breath and took steps, and in a blink of an eye it had fallen on the roof of the courtyard.

There are only a few of the bedrooms in this yard with lights on. The two in the corner are obviously occupied by the palace maids. They can't see them at night, but they can cause a little noise to find the room where Murong Qianqian is.

She walked to the top of the house and listened quietly to the movement below.

Perhaps their little prince lived in her head. She really didn't know what she was feeling or what kind of mentality she had to see her.

Is this Your Highness true or false? After Murong Qiqi appeared, she had already added a little more suspicion in her heart. Even if reason tells her that Murong Qianqian is the person they are looking for, she still has a little subconscious resistance in her heart.

It’s not because she has so much feelings for Qiqi, but because she was deceived once and was heartbroken. Now, she is really afraid of repeating the same mistake and being fooled again.

Chu Xuanchi fell silently beside her, with his long fingers gently lifted, and the two pieces of rubble were pushed away silently. A little light came from the lower head through the lifted rubble.

He lowered his head and looked down through the rubble that was lifted, but at this glance, his thick eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly.

In the room, a white silk fell from the beam, and the lower end of the white silk tied it together with a pair of small hands. The small and delicate woman was even more delicate than Qiqi, and her thin chin was placed on the white silk.

She took a deep breath, held both ends of the white silk with both hands, and suddenly closed her eyes and kicked her legs. The stool was kicked out of her feet, and the person was hung directly on the white silk.

The sound of the stool falling to the ground and the woman's throat after being hung on the white silk made Ye Lanfeng come to know after being slightly stunned for a moment.

"No!" She exclaimed, waved her hand, and several pieces of rubble splashed out from above.

She flashed and had already entered the dormitory. With a wave of her big palm, the white silk was immediately broken by her, and Murong Qianqian fell into her arms.

Chu Xuanchi had not decided whether to go down, but he had heard the doors of the two light bedrooms beside the yard being opened, and two palace maids walked out of it.

They hesitated, probably because they heard the sound just now, and they were not happy to come and take a look.

He waved his hand casually, and there were two dead leaves under his palms. He flicked his long fingers lightly. As soon as the two palace maids took two steps, they suddenly felt stuffy in their chests. Two slender figures fell down with the wind.

Chu Xuanchi looked at Murong Qianqian, who was frightened by Ye Lanfeng's appearance, and then took a look and then he calmed down his annoyance and jumped down from above.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Murong Qianqian kept retreating into the corner, and wherever she went, a teapot was held in her hand.

She stared at Ye Lanfeng, and then looked at Chu Xuanchi who had inexplicably broke in. Her face was so panicked that she even had her facial features entangled.

Her right hand held the teapot tightly, looking cautious, as if as long as they stepped forward to approach her, she would smash the teapot at them.

"We have no malice." Ye Lanfeng looked at her place with a complicated expression. If she hadn't heard the sound of her hanging herself just now, she wouldn't want to come in at all, because she was not ready to face her.

A few days ago, she had put all her thoughts on Murong Qiqi. A few days later, her master had changed to another person.

She really didn't know whether she should continue to protect this new master at this time, and she even doubted whether she was real.

"You are the people sent by Murong Qiqi? Do you want to kill me?" Murong Qianqian seemed to remember something, bit her lip, but instead smiled: "Do you need to be so impatient? I'm already like this, why do you still have to attack me? Am I not even able to choose the way to die by myself? Murong Qiqi! Why is her heart so cruel and so dark? You will definitely be retribution for bullying a weak woman like this!"

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she looked at them as if she had broken for the last time. As soon as she raised her hand, the teapot was about to attack her forehead.

Ye Lanfeng frowned, and when he heard the sound, he was shocked. He raised his hand, and the palm wind that was not sharp but not light was striking. Before the teapot hit Murong Qianqian's forehead, her palm wind had already hit Murong Qianqian's wrist.

Murong Qianqian felt her wrists soft, and the teapot quickly flew out of her hand and fell on the wall not far away with a clang.

She frowned in pain and couldn't help but scream.

Ye Lanfeng was startled by her pain and felt a little unbearable. He subconsciously took two steps forward to say sorry to her, but he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

Her heart was very confused. She had lived for decades and had never tried to be as chaotic as she is now.

Is this woman in front of me His Highness His Highness? Is she real?

"What do you want to do?" Murong Qianqian stared at her. As she approached her, she quickly retreated back again. With a "bang", she hit the short table, making her almost unable to stand firm and fell to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, we have no malice, and we are not the ones sent by Murong Qiqi to deal with you." Ye Lanfeng took two steps forward, stared at her little face, and said anxiously: "We are here to save you, tell me who is going to deal with you, and who forced you to walk into this dead end."

Thinking of the situation where she was hanging alone and desolately, Ye Lanfeng couldn't help but feel hurt.

If they had come half a step late, would this girl have already reported to the gates of hell? What grievances did she suffer to commit like this?

Murong Qianqian grabbed the handle of the chair beside her and looked at her with tears in her eyes. Her thin lips trembled violently, but she couldn't say a word at all.

Ye Lanfeng said again: "We are really not the ones sent by Murong Qiqi, we and her..."

Feeling the chill coming from her disciple behind her, she felt a little confused, but she could only choose to ignore it. Looking at Murong Qianqian's position, she said softly: "We are here to find you, we...we are your mother's friends."

"My mother?" Murong Qianqian seemed to be frightened, and the force holding the handle of the chair dissipated a little inadvertently. Looking at them, her voice became a little hoarse: "What are you talking about?"

"That's right, we are your mother's friends. I have been friends with her for many years, and I have also been looking for her for many years." Ye Lanfeng did not dare to tell her true identity. He had told Murong Qiqi everything before, but now he realized that all this was fake. They were fooled. Now, how impulsive was she at that time that she told an unknown person about the things she had been deployed for so many years?

Impulse is sometimes the root of fatality. If Murong Qiqi tells them out, even if it is not fatal, it will definitely bring them a heavy blow.

She was really stupid. How could she not have thought that all this might be fake? So today when facing Murong Qianqian, she did not dare to tell her the matter too plainly.

She looked at her place and her voice was still soft: "Don't be afraid, we really have no malice. We just want to find your mother and we are here. I didn't expect your mother to be..."

Murong Qianqian bit her lip and whimpered sadly, as if she remembered her mother, and her heart was hurt so hard. The tears at the corners of her eyes finally couldn't help but slid down.

Hearing her crying sound, Ye Lanfeng felt even more pity, and her voice became even more hoarse in an instant: "Your mother's life is poor, you are also a miserable child... Tell me why you committed ? Is someone in this palace bullying you? Who is it?"

Thinking of what she said just now, her palm tightened and asked hoarsely: "Is it Murong Qiqi? Is she trying to kill you?"

"No... stop asking." Murong Qianqian raised her sleeve and wiped her tears hard on her face. She turned her face and didn't dare to look at her again: "I'm already like this now. The whole harem knows that I'm shameless to seduce Prince Nan. Even if Murong Qiqi doesn't take action, I won't be able to survive."

Ye Lanfeng was slightly stunned when he heard this, and was confused. She asked, "What happened? Tell me, maybe I can help you."

"I..." Murong Qianqian looked at her, then looked at the man behind her, wanting to speak but stopping.

From the moment Chu Xuanchi appeared, she has not looked at him directly until now, just because when he appeared, she was inexplicably scared.

She was afraid that this man would not see his face clearly, and she was also afraid.

From now on, he was carrying a cautious cold air on his body. The cold air was like a sharp and sharp arrow, and one arrow was silently shooting at her.

This man was hostile to her, very deep and hostile to her. She could feel it, and because of this hostility, she didn't even dare to look at him.
Chapter completed!