The moment the carved door of the study room opened and closed, a blue and delicate body was pulled in forcefully by Xuanyuan Yiyu.
Xuanyuan Yiyu grabbed the collar of Zhan Lan's body with her left hand like an iron claw, and raised her fist with her right hand, wanting to punch that person in the face!
He stretched his fist straight to a place less than one centimeter away from his cheek and stopped, because this face was so familiar that even Xuanyuan Yiyu, who had a strong temper, couldn't help but stop his fist.
This person was none other than Song Yichen who had just left on the pretext of preparing medicine for Duanmu Minya.
Xuanyuan Yiyu frowned with beautiful thick eyebrows, narrowed her deep black eyes, and looked sternly at Song Yichen, whose face was calm as usual.
There was no trace of panic or fear in Song Yichen's handsome face. There was only a calm and calm expression on his handsome face. Even though Xuanyuan Yiyu's fiery fisting wind had swept into his handsome face, giving his handsome face a slight shock.
Despite the sting, he still looked calm and calm.
Still raising his face without fear, he faced the fist without flinching at all.
Xuanyuan Yiyu's sharp eyes swept over Song Yichen's face, looking at him. He didn't feel the slightest shame because he was caught eavesdropping, nor did he have any humility. He still calmly faced his sharp gaze without any evasion.
mean.
Xuanyuan Yiyu turned her eyes and stared deeply at Song Yichen's expression and his blue eyes as calm as a lake, with a slightly relaxed and tense expression.
Then he suddenly pushed Song Yichen away with his left hand. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked towards Xuanyuan Qingtian.
Song Yichen belongs to the Third Emperor's brother Xuanyuan Qingtian, so he leaves it to the Third Emperor's brother to handle it himself.
Song Yichen calmly and calmly stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles of his collar, and Shi Shiran followed Xuanyuan Yiyu's body towards Xuanyuan Qingtian.
With his always gentle and elegant demeanor, as handsome as the moon and as elegant as the clouds, is there any trace of shame in being caught eavesdropping?
Not to mention fear and panic.
His calm and graceful look seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll in the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains, rather than facing the coming storm. You must know that eavesdropping can be in Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyes.
death penalty!
Xuanyuan Qingtian stared at the scene in front of him without moving his eyebrows, his dark eyes became even deeper and unfathomable, as if there was an unfathomable trace passing through his eyes very quickly, and then disappeared.
He looked at Song Yichen and asked coldly.
"What do you have to say?"
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