"Nangong Yi, you pervert!"

Ling Mulao suddenly went crazy with anger. He usually looked cold and ruthless, but turned out to be a complete scoundrel and pervert.

She only let him stay when her head was caught in the door. She really should have let him go out and be struck to death by lightning. It would be over once and for all, and it would save him from being messy in the wind.

"Miss Ling, who is the pervert? If you say sleep, then I will follow your wishes. Besides, whose eyes almost popped out just now?"

For some reason, he, who never joked, became so bohemian when facing Ling Mulao, as if this was his original self.

"You don't shy away from it. It's none of my business!"

Ling Mulao groaned, jumped on the big bed and went to sleep. He couldn't afford to offend him and couldn't hide away.

Suddenly, she felt warm in her ears, and there seemed to be warmth behind her. When she turned around, she saw an enlarged handsome face sleeping sideways next to her.

There was a "bang~" sound.

Ling Mulao almost didn't think about it and kicked him.

Nangong Yifei got on the bed, but before he could lie down firmly, he was hit by a kick, hitting his lower abdomen. He dodged, but still couldn't dodge and rolled off the bed.

Such a cruel woman, if he hesitated just a little bit, the happiness of his lower body would be ruined by this kick.

"Nangong Yi, just squat on that stool and go to sleep."

With this kick, he finally felt like he had won the battle. Ling Mulao raised his eyebrows and pointed his slender fingers proudly at the wooden chair in the corner.

Nangong Yi glanced back and smiled bitterly in his heart.

This woman treats him like a puppy and lets him squat on such a small stool to sleep.

For the first time in my life, I was willing to lie on a woman's bed and fall asleep. In the end, I was kicked down, and I lost my wisdom and charm.

That's all, Nangong Yi shook his head helplessly. One day, he will always come back with revenge.

The sky was flickering in and out of light, heavy rain was pattering against the green tiles, strong winds were blowing, and lightning and thunder continued, but this room was as warm as spring.

A few days passed by, and the hot summer finally passed, and there was gradually a coolness in the space.

The prince was buried, his body was moved to the imperial mausoleum, and his life was recorded in the annals of history. The whole country mourned for seven days, and everyone in the palace stopped celebrating. However, even though the scenery was like this, the glory of this life had come to an end.

There was no news about Lan Bin, but someone in the palace secretly mentioned that she was banished to the cold palace because she spoke against the emperor with her words, but no one knew that the bones had long been turned into ashes.

Ling Mulao looked at the fallen flowers all over the yard. After the heavy rain, only the branches of the Albizia julibrissin trees were left. Occasionally, there were some flower clusters hidden under the green leaves. When the wind blew, they would flutter down.

This life is nothing more than that.

For 6 years, her life has been spent hanging by a thread, and she has never been as peacefully sad as she is now.

"Princess, what's so interesting about these fallen flowers? You've been standing in the yard for several hours?"

Qinghua brought the tea and looked at the fallen flowers on the ground whose color was diluted by the rain, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Qinghua, can you see that group of wild geese?"

Ling Mulao looked at the sky, Bai Yu pointed with her finger, Qing Hua looked in her direction, and sure enough she saw a group of geese flying in a herringbone formation from high in the sky.

"Well, autumn is coming soon, and the geese will fly to warmer places."
Chapter completed!