"The Emperor..." Concubine Yi sat down on the chair with the help of Chu Liuyun. She looked up at her son standing beside her. She couldn't help but reach out to hold his palm and said in a muffled voice: "The Emperor, do you really hate your mother?"

Murong Qiqi's words fell into her heart word by word, and she couldn't even pick up half of the words that she refuted.

Now that I think back, the emperor has never been to her Yixin Pavilion since the incident with Ye Feng Minghua.

Even when she went to Xuanhua Palace to see him last night, she asked the emperor to allow her to come in and serve him.

Like Concubine Jin and Concubine Hua, she was the one who stayed among the concubines she had been favored in the past and was still by the emperor's side.

In the past, every month, the emperor would occasionally sit in her Yixin Pavilion, not to be intimate with her, even if he just talks and chats, or listens to her playing the piano, but the emperor's attitude towards Concubine Jin and Concubine Hua was the same.

The three of them looked peaceful, but in fact, who doesn’t know that everyone will compete in secret?

In the past, we fought for the emperor's favor, but now we fight for the power in the court. However, without the emperor's favor and favor, how competitive are they in the court?

In order to deal with a Murong Qiqi who had cancelled the engagement with her prince and could not pose any threat to her, she did so much that not only made her husband dislike her, but also made the prince who had always respected and loved her begin to feel unwilling to look at her more. Is this all... worth it?

Chu Liuyun sighed lightly, calmly pulled his big palm back from her hand, and said indifferently: "My mother is too worried. Mother is the mother's biological mother. How can my son hate Mother?"

That being said, there was a bit of resentment in my eyes.

Everything was the result of the mother's torture. If it weren't for the initial conspiracy and frame-up by the mother and Murong Susu, perhaps none of this would have happened.

Qiqi will not be considered a filthy person by everyone, nor will he see that she is unwilling to undergo an examination. In despair, he promised his mother to terminate the engagement with her. Perhaps, if not, he and Qiqi are now preparing for the wedding.

But how can he blame his mother for all this? He is just blamed for not trusting Qiqi enough and not firm enough.

But he really didn't like Murong Qiqi at the beginning, so how could he expect that he would go from disgust to liking her in less than a month?

Things in the world are useless now, it is useless to say more.

"Mother, I have to go out and have no time to entertain my mother. I will then order someone to send my mother back." He took two steps back and shouted out, "Come."

Hu Yan Qingyang immediately entered and said respectfully: "Prince, what's the matter?"

Chu Liuyun looked back at Concubine Yi, who was still a little lost, and said helplessly: "Send her mother back to the palace for me."

"yes."

Then, he left, leaving her sight.

The lonely back was something she had never seen in him before.

She didn't know what she had done, and while she lost the love of her husband and son, she also made her son so sad.

Did she really do something wrong?

As a mother, she always thought that everything she did was for his good, but why now, he looks so sad? What did she do wrong?

Is she really wrong?

But at this moment, no one can give her an answer. Perhaps no one will dare to tell her mistakes in person like Murong Qiqi...

That girl was alone without power or power, but she dared, she really dared...

What kind of girl she is...

Not long after Qiqi left Prince Yun’s Mansion, he felt that evil aura followed him again.

She was helpless, but she couldn't get rid of him. She turned her mind for a few turns, and suddenly changed her mind and walked towards the direction of Prince Xuan's Mansion.

The person following behind narrowed his eyebrows and eyes, but a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

After going to Prince Yun’s Mansion, he went to Prince Xuan’s Mansion. This girl is indeed not simple.

But Qiqi did not enter the Xuanwang Mansion, but went to the open space behind the Xuanwang Mansion.

Facing the breeze, she turned around and looked at the empty space and said indifferently: "Are you not tired after following me for so long? If you have something to say, don't waste everyone's time."

The words did not fall, and suddenly the figure in front of her flashed, and a person appeared in front of her out of thin air.

She was wearing an elegant golden silk and green dress, very high-profile and eye-catching, but she couldn't catch any trace of him for so long!

This person's skills are so profound that she can't resist.

Since this is the case, it is better to let him come out openly. If you have something to do, just make it clear.

"I don't know what it means to follow me like this? I can't remember when I owed the third prince money." After he appeared, she took a step back slightly and widened the distance between the two.

"You don't owe this prince money, but..." He raised his eyebrows slightly, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He leaned closer and said with a smile: "You owe this prince's affection."

This place is really a good place to talk. I thought she wanted to hide in Prince Xuan's Mansion and continue to avoid him, but she didn't want to just find a good place to talk to him.

This girl is very brave.

His approach brought inexplicable pressure. Qiqi took two steps back unconsciously and still wanted to stay away: "I don't know what the third prince is saying. I seem to have never seen the third prince outside the prince's trip to the city. Forgive me of being ignorant, please let the third prince explain it clearly."

"Why haven't you met before? We've met so many times." He raised his eyebrows, suddenly sat on the ground, looked up at her and said, "The Seventh Princess is here to sit together, so that I can have a good chat with this prince."

Qiqi did not sit down, but instead took two steps away from him: "I don't think I have any old feelings for me and the third prince."

However, now she has guessed that the third prince is the man in black in black who appeared out of thin air after she destroyed Feng Minghua that night.

He said he knew that she was knocked out by Feng Minghua and was pushed off the cliff the next day. She didn't know how much he knew, but he said he owed someone else...

Could it be that the person who knocked Feng Minghua out and saved her that day was him?

But nearly a month has passed since that incident, and he actually came to Chu State a month ago! What exactly did he want to do if he lurked here for so long?

Dongling Haotian didn't say anything, but was just admiring her face.

There was no extra look on this little face that was less than a palm. Even though there were clearly many questions, surprises and even uneasiness, a pair of cloud eyes could be calm and unpredictable. Such calmness was really rare.

He suddenly realized that the seventh princess really tasted a little bit about him.

"Why is the Seventh Princess so indifferent to her life-savior?" He still looked up at her. He didn't even realize this behavior. How disgusted he looked up at others in the past?

People who dare to let him be like this are really rare in this world.

"That night, you saved me from Feng Minghua?" Qiqi didn't want to waste time playing puzzles with him anymore. Since he could speak so much, she didn't want to beat around the bush: "Since I saved me, why did you push me off the cliff?"

"You said that I pushed you off the cliff, are you sure?" Dongling Haotian suddenly went behind him, raised his eyebrows and looked at her face without any expression, and smiled: "When did I say that I saved you from Feng Minghua?"

Qiqi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly turned around and left.

He actually left him here and ignored him anymore.

Dongling Haotian narrowed his eyes and looked at her far away back, his starry eyes were immediately covered with a hint of anger.

He remembered that night, and he was confidently waiting for her to follow. Who knew that she had just returned to Wuchen Pavilion to sleep, making him wait like a fool for a long time.

God knows when he did such a stupid thing?

This Murong Qiqi acted completely different from that of ordinary people, which was too unexpected to him!

Just as he watched her figure walking further and further away, until he could hardly see it, he sank his cold eyes and jumped up from the ground, making a mistake, but in a blink of an eye, he had already blocked her: "I know the secret of your mother's mother."

Qiqi was stunned, subconsciously took a step back, and looked up at him.

But he still didn't say anything because he had nothing to say.

"Walking so fast, are you really not interested in the things that night?" What exactly did this woman's heart do? She could even show such an indifferent look when facing such things!

If it were someone else, she would naturally try every means to find out more information from him, but she still looked calm.

In fact, Qiqi is not really so calm, but she is very clear about the disparity between her and him. He will naturally say it if he wants to say it. If he doesn't want to say it, she will not be able to force him.

"The third prince speaks in a roundabout way. People who don't know what they think is that the third prince is dressed as a man and is confused. Although I am not talented, I am the one who hates this kind of twistedness the most and can only avoid it."

Dongling Haotian's eyebrows and eyes sank, and he suddenly felt angry.

He actually said that he was a shy person, and even implied that he was not as cheerful as a woman. Who gave her such courage in the Seventh Princess of Xiaoxiao Nanmu Kingdom?

Do you know that it is not much different from pinching her to death now than pinching an ant to death? Why is she so crazy tone?

"It will not do you any good to anger me. You'd better correct your attitude." He snorted coldly, clearly already angry.

"Qiqi has no intention of offending, but she is really busy and doesn't want to waste too much time on unnecessary things." Her voice was as calm as before, and she really couldn't hear much respect.

Dongling Haotian's big palm hidden in his sleeve suddenly tightened the ground, almost gritting his teeth in anger.

How many people want to talk to him but still can't rank, but she actually said it's unnecessary for him to come to her! Who gave her such courage? What did she really think he dare not do to her?

"Murong Qiqi..."

"What else does the third prince have to say? If so, please make it clear. If not, I really have a lot to be busy with and I won't be with you." The calm little face couldn't help but look a little uneasy, but I was impatient.

Impatient! Which girl dares to use this expression when facing him!
Chapter completed!