As he finished speaking, Jiuqing clearly saw that the handsome face of the King Zhuang was completely frozen, and then the colorful colors turned around on his face, and the clouds in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

Zi Mo was still talking nonstop, as if he couldn't see his face at all. "My lady is gentle and can't speak too straightforwardly. She is worried that it will hurt your self-esteem, but why are you so thick-skinned?"

Ye Heng's face was extremely ugly, he was thick-skinned?

It's simply too presumptuous!

"...It would be fine if you don't understand and refuse. What does it mean to pester my lady so much? Don't you know that your weird sister is good at scolding people? If she saw this scene, she should give the words she had just scolded my lady to you personally-"

"Zi Mo." Jiu Qing turned his head and knocked on Zi Mo's forehead with a thunderous chestnut, "Shut up, I'll punish you for three days not to speak."

Ye Heng's face was stiff and he could not maintain his gentle and jade-like image.

However, it is also true that the dignified prince was pointed at the nose and scolded for being too thick-skinned. It is definitely the first time for him to say that he is not angry, and it is absolutely a lie. At this time, I am afraid that I will be so angry that I want to kill Zi Mo - if it weren't for Jiu Qingzhi, he would have done so.

Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and smiled, "Miss Si has a good temper. She can indulge her maid so presumptuously."

What does my lady have to do with you?

Zi Mo glared at him coldly.

"The girl is ignorant, I hope King Zhuang will forgive her and not be calculating her." Jiu Qing said, nodding to him lightly, "It's getting late, let's say goodbye first."

As he said that, he walked past him.

Zi Mo raised his head proudly, snorted at him disdainfully, and followed Jiuqing to leave.

Ye Heng turned around and looked at their departure backs. The dark light flowed in his eyes, and a trace of dark aura filled the corners of his eyes. He slowly clenched his fists bit by bit.

After a while, a breath of turbid air was slowly exhaled.

At the end of the corridor, Ye Jin, dressed in red, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the garden in the distance, but there was no focus in his eyes, as if he was just waiting for something quietly.

"Your Highness." Jiuqing walked down the stone steps and spoke in a warm voice, "Let's go back."

Ye Jin turned his head and looked at her, as if he had inadvertently glanced into the depths of the corridor, and for a moment, he nodded quietly.

Wuji had already ordered people to prepare King Jin's sedan chair outside, as was the same as when Tathagata, with a cool show, dazzling golden silk red sedan chair, and eight guards raised it lightly.

After Ye Jin and Jiuqing entered the sedan chair, many noble girls in the garden looked at each other from afar and frozen them on the extremely noble and beautiful sedan chair, with envy and jealousy hidden in their eyes.

Ye Heng on the corridor also saw it, and looked deep as the sedan chair gradually faded away until it completely disappeared from sight.

"Come."

The sound is as warm as ever, but there is a hint of coldness in the warmth.

A pretty eunuch walked to him and bowed to ask for instructions, "Your Highness."

"People are staring at King Jin's Mansion, and all the troubles must be reported to me in time."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The little eunuch responded and whispered: "Does your highness want to stroll around the garden or go to Concubine Jin to sit there?"

Ye Heng was faintly silent, remembering his mother and sister who had suffered a grievance today, and said lightly: "I will come and invite my mother to my mother."
Chapter completed!