But after she finished her roar, she realized that she had left in a hurry and didn't take any bodyguards with her except the coachman.

Aware of the gazes around her, Luo Xi's eyes became even more angry.

She jumped lightly, and with her sleeves raised, the bright red ribbon flew towards Ying, and wrapped around his waist in the blink of an eye.

"You are so bold and unruly that you want to run away after assassinating this princess in the street? I'm dreaming!" Luo Xi grabbed the silk ribbon in her hand, hoping to drag Ying over or knock her to the ground.

However, nothing she imagined happened.

Ying's hand went around behind his back, and his jade-white fingers grabbed the silk ribbon. Then he exerted force on his hand, and Luo Xi flew towards him quickly.

Just when she was about to hit him, Ying turned around, raised his foot and kicked her, sending her flying straight away.

This movement was so smooth and beautiful that the people watching couldn't help but cheer.

Ying looked at the little princess expressionlessly, turned around and left.

Luo Xi stared blankly at his disappearing figure. She didn't react from her daze until the guard following him made a sound.

It just so happened that at this moment, raindrops began to fall in the sky, and the turbid world was once again cleansed.

"Who is this person? Let me, the princess, check it out!" Luo Xi's face was still a little blushing, but she was more angry and angry. She had always been the one held in the palm of her hand no matter where she went since she was a child. It was such a shame for her.

Since I haven't eaten it, I can't help but take revenge.

"Yes! Princess, are you still going to the palace?" the guard asked very cautiously. Although he was a servant, he more or less knew the importance of this trip to the palace for the little princess.

"Go, why don't you go!" Luo Xi's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he returned to the carriage in a state of embarrassment.

If she didn't go, wouldn't all the limelight be stolen by that bitch Luo Qiange?

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Ying has been wandering on the street, the drizzle has wet his hair, and the bright red clothes are wet and clinging to his body, but it has not weakened his charm at all.

The further he went, the more remote he became, but he never lost sight of it.

The memories that warmed him were recalled over and over again in his mind. These memories had already penetrated deep into his bones and soul. Unless his soul was shattered and his body was shattered, he could never forget them.

"Miss, do we still want to follow?"

"Xiao Cui, don't you think he is fun?"

Behind him, a master and a servant held oil-paper umbrellas and followed cautiously.

"Miss, if you don't leave, we won't be able to get to the palace in time!" Xiaocui couldn't help but stamp her feet.

"What fun is there in the palace? Isn't it just a bunch of women performing their talents like brothel prostitutes for the emperor's old man? Only fools enter the palace and become concubines for that old man!" Li Xiyu snorted coldly, dodged the umbrella from the maid's hand, and

"If you don't feel like it's fun, just go back first!"

After Li Xiyu finished speaking, he ran forward.

She didn't know why, but she was attracted to him. It had nothing to do with appearance or love, she just simply wanted to accompany him and soothe the sadness between his eyebrows.

She was holding the hem of her skirt in one hand and holding an oil-paper umbrella in the other, like an elf in the form of rain, falling from the sky.

"Sir..." Li Xiyu shouted softly, trying hard to raise his arms to shield the melancholy man from the rain.

Ying stopped and when he found the umbrella above his head, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes: "Xi..."

He murmured and turned around, only Xi would hold an umbrella for him on a rainy day!

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Chapter completed!