The butler's wrinkled eyelids twitched and he replied respectfully: "Yes, there is an aura that is not inferior to that of a flying eagle."

"Well, find a way to invite that person here without letting the princess find out." Beitangxian only felt his eyelids stinging, and even though he knew Ye Kong would be there, he felt even more depressed.

"No need, I'll do it myself!" An evil voice suddenly sounded in front of the window. The old housekeeper was startled and heard Beitang Xian say: "Everyone, leave and take the princess with you."

"Yes." The butler lowered his eyebrows and left.

There were only two men left in the room who were not considered love rivals. Beitang Xian sat up and narrowed his eyes with a scrutinizing line. He was fierce and scrutinizing. The night sky was also scrutinizing. The two men's eyes met in the air and sparks were flying.

, the flowing air pulls out a tight string, and that string affects the hearts of two men, and the fate and emotions of three people!

The suffocating silence, the cold stare, Beitang Xian's gaze was too sharp and oppressive, making the night sky feel a little uncomfortable, the red dress was enchanting with a dazzling floating look, the handsome face under the mask was impatient and sarcastic, the night sky was leisurely and contented

He sat on the long step aside, and the bottom of his foot-length robe bloomed with smooth ripples in the air. It was a perfect combination of elegance and uninhibitedness, making him look carefree and at ease.

The eyes under the mask of the night sky darkened. He came here just to comfort Qixi. Since she was so unhappy, unstable, unable to be herself, and had to compromise to hide herself under her stupidity, then he must not let her anymore.

It continues to be so painful.

Once, he thought that An Qixi deserved it, but now, every time he thought about the indisputable fact that her crying was hysterical that day, he was so eager to take her away. He could secretly take An Qixi away, but he would never be able to get rid of her.

As soon as he thought about the government's pursuit, he immediately thought of whether An Qixi could endure this kind of suffering that might never see the light of day? Does that mean that after leaving the wolf's den of the palace, she jumped into a tiger's den?

?

Will she be happy? The answer is... no!

Ye Kong's eyes dimmed, and he didn't understand why he was so thoughtful? He actually thought so much about that little nympho? But he was very eager to take her away, away from this place of right and wrong. He was also escaping from something.

Facts he didn't want to face, such as Beitangxian, An Qixi's nominal husband!

He also knew that this was almost impossible, but it was rumored that Beitangxian and An Chuyi were childhood sweethearts. So... could he fulfill them? Wouldn't this also fulfill Beitangxian himself? He would justifiably make An Chuyi a dream.

Marry in?

Suddenly, Ye Kong himself was stunned. What was he thinking? Chengzhong... them? Who? An Qixi and... himself? An uncontrollable unrest surged in the depths of Ye Kong's green eyes. His pupils tightened, and another image appeared in front of his eyes.

With her angry, hysterical yet fragile little face, her heart softened, and she blurted out: "I..."

"Do you love her?" Just when Ye Kong was about to speak, Beitangxian suddenly spoke, his cold voice without any emotion, like a question, more like a pressing question.

Beitang Xian's long and narrow phoenix eyes faced the rising sunlight outside the window, with the golden light of magical glass dancing on his eyelashes. His cold and handsome face, and the slightly swaying strands of black hair, were filled with brilliance. At this moment, he seemed to have lost his mind.

Breath-like stillness and brilliant light made him look as beautiful as an immortal!

Do you love her? Do you love her? Do you love her...

Ye Kong's already troubled heart was instantly exploded by these words! The expression under the mask changed drastically, and those green pupils were like a bottomless whirlpool, deeply revealing confusion and distraction, like an old monk sitting still.

, breathing but as if melted into dust!

Beitangxian's eyes sharpened, his crimson lips wriggled slightly for a few times, and finally tightened into a thin, cold line. He clenched his fists unconsciously. While waiting for the answer, he seemed to have lost his breath. It was obviously brief.

After a while, he seemed to have been waiting for a thousand years. His cold breath oppressed others and tortured himself as well.

His mind said, 'Answer me, you love her!' But his heart immediately jumped out and fiercely retorted, 'How do you have the qualifications to love her?' But Beitangxian himself was stunned. Do others have the qualifications to love her?

What does she have to do with him? He doesn’t love her! But why does his heart hurt so much?

Do you love her? Yekong asked himself. He didn't understand what the inexplicable impulse and throbbing that he had felt when he saw An Qixi for the first time that night after coming back meant. He didn't understand that he hated An Qixi's silly smile at him.

He obviously hated her drooling and pulling him, but why did he feel strange and beautiful when he came back and faced her familiar face?

Why does his heart hurt when she roars and talks about how to be happy with Qixi? Why does he go to the palace so childishly, make a big fuss in the palace, and seriously injure the prince, just because... he wants to see her? Just because he...

...miss her!

Ye Kong's whole body trembled, he woke up suddenly, his mind exploded, an uncontrollable answer was about to come out, it was so clear but he was deliberately blinded by him, it was obviously a simple answer, but he needed an outsider to question it?

He... fell in love with her! In love with the An Qixi who he once hated the most!

What an incredible answer, but at this moment, Yekong is ecstatic. The idea that he obviously wants to suppress should be the most ridiculous idea, but at this moment, he really can't control his excitement. He has fallen in love with her, fallen in love with her.

It turns out that the kind of uncontrollable feeling when facing An Qixi is called love!

"How long did it take you to think about an answer? Or are you just toying with Xi'er?" Beitangxian's tone was obviously cold, and his slightly narrowed eyes were full of murderous intent.

An unreasonable anger squeezed into his chest, and the corners of Beitangxian's eyes and brows surged with anger. If he dared to treat An Qixi as a plaything, he would definitely want him to die miserably!

"I love her!" Yekong suddenly sat up straight, and although the voice under the mask was dull, it was loud and clear!

Beitangxian's whole body stiffened suddenly, his pupils tightened, and his heart was hit hard by these words. It hurt violently and felt heavy.
Chapter completed!