After listening to Qing Ruo's words, Ye Fuxun suddenly sat upright and accidentally pulled the wound. Qing Ruo hurriedly supported her, "Miss, don't move around, be careful of the wound."
"Really the prince?"
"Yes, Miss, you still held His Highness's hand tightly after you fell into coma. You couldn't let go no matter what, and you were still moaning in your dreams. In the end, His Highness stayed with you all night, and you didn't let go until dawn.
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As she spoke, Qingruo winked at Ye Fuxun and added with a gossipy face, "Miss, how does it feel to hold His Highness's hand?!"
"I'm hungry!" Ye Fuxun rolled his eyes at Qingruo, "If you don't give your lady something to eat, I'll starve to death even if I'm not in pain."
"Bah, bah, bah, don't say it. I'll get some food for the lady right now."
Watching Qing Ruo walk out, Ye Fuxun thought of Qing Ruo's gossip question again, how it felt, it was so reassuring, and it was also very comfortable to hold.
Unexpectedly, it was King Chen who held her hand, but how could he possibly hold her hand when he acted like it had nothing to do with him even though he was on his carriage.
It seems that this King Chen is not what the outside world reports.
No one even noticed that a nymphomaniac smile had appeared on his face.
Sure enough, with King Chen here, Ye Fuxun cheated all the way and reached the capital safely.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for taking care of me along the way. I will keep this in mind, daughter of the people." When they arrived in the capital, Ye Fuxun was ready to part ways with Song Hanzhuo.
"Does this count as killing a donkey?" Song Han raised his eyebrows. He was obviously a noble son of an immortal, as bright as the moonlight, but he had an evil charm.
"Why do you need to compare yourself to a donkey? You can just cross the river and burn the bridge." After hearing Song Hanzhuo's words, Ye Fuxun couldn't help but laugh out loud and replied naughtily.
Ji Nanbei laughed unkindly, "Your Majesty, you too will have such a day." Yunli and Qingruo outside the carriage suppressed their laughter due to their status.
Song Hanzhuo glanced at Ji Nanbei, put away the fan in his hand, and didn't care about Ye Fuxun's rudeness, "Let's go, I heard that the tea in Yefu is good. Xun'er, isn't it an exaggeration to drink a cup of tea for saving your life?"
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Xun'er?! Are you so familiar? Besides, the tea in Ye Mansion is no better than that in Prince Chen's Mansion. Ye Fuxun couldn't help but complain when he saw someone walking struttingly in front.
Finally standing in front of the door of Ye Mansion again, Ye Fuxun looked at the three characters "Prime Minister's Mansion" written on the plaque in front of him, with a sarcastic smile on his face.
Ye Yunshang, Aunt Xie, Ye Hanliang, I'm back! This time I want to see what tricks the hypocritical concubine and selfish father can play?!
Qingruo hurriedly went to knock on the door. The concierge opened the door, was stunned for a moment, and then closed the door with a bang.
Qingruo walked up to Ye Fuxun with a slightly angry face. Looking at Ye Fuxun's not so good expression, he comforted her, "Miss, this concierge must be new here. He doesn't know Miss. He has already gone inside to report it."
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"Ha." Ye Fuxun chuckled, "He doesn't recognize me, but I recognize him."
Song Hanzhuo was not in a hurry. He lowered his head and rubbed the extremely delicate soft whip wrapped around his waist. It seems that the status of the legitimate daughter of Ye Mansion is not very high in Ye Mansion. A concierge dared to treat her like this. No wonder this girl has a good temperament.
eyesight.
Ji Nanbei looked like he was watching a show, leaning against the carriage.
Everyone waited at the door for a long time. Ji Nanbei smiled and asked Song Hanzhuo, "Is this the first time that the prince has been locked out?" Just as he said that, the door finally opened.
The well-dressed butler Ye Cheng, accompanied by two people, came to greet him with a false smile on his face. Before he could speak, Ye Fuxun said, "They say it's easy to get back home, but it's hard to get back to my place."
Got it." He grabbed the white one.
Ye Cheng is also an experienced veteran who has seen the scene. As soon as he came out, he saw two very impressive people behind Ye Fuxun and quickly took over the words, "The eldest lady is joking. It's because the servants don't understand the rules. They have neglected the eldest lady and several distinguished guests."
The master and his wife are still waiting in the hall. It will be bad if you are delayed. The eldest lady quickly follows the old slave to the hall, leaving a servant, and then let the eldest lady deal with it." What he said was flawless, and he picked himself up cleanly.
He is indeed the person Ye Hanliang relies on most.
Ye Fuxun had no intention of arguing with a housekeeper. The blood in her body was boiling now and she couldn't wait to see the people of Ye Mansion.
Song Hanzhuo looked at Ye Fuxun's inexplicable excitement with interest. One look at this scene showed that Ye Mansion was probably neglecting her and embarrassing her. Instead of being angry, this girl looked excited, which made it more and more difficult to see through.
ah.
Ye Cheng led everyone to the hall, passed through the cloister, past the rockery and the clear water, with beautiful flowers and beautiful scenery. Finally, they bypassed a lotus pond and arrived at the hall.
This familiar scenery made Ye Fuxun's heart sink little by little. Now he was walking in Ye's Mansion. The last time he went to Ye's Mansion in his previous life was when he became a concubine and begged his father for justice, but was kicked out of the house.
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Before Ye Fuxun stepped into the hall, a teacup fell at her feet.