Watching the stiff figure slowly go away, until he turned a corner and left the courtyard, Wei Yang snickered and stepped forward to close the door.
Turning around again, he suddenly bumped into a strong chest.
Wei Yang was startled and hurriedly backed away.
"What are you doing? You disappear and reappear like a ghost." She angrily glared at Lan Yang, who was standing leisurely in front of her.
Lan Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "What's wrong? I saw you were quite happy bumping into him. I thought Xiao Yang'er liked bumping into others."
Like to bump into people?
Nima only likes to bump into people.
She glanced at him with disdain. This man had a volatile temper and was really difficult to take care of. Looking at his smiling face, she didn't know what was going on with him. She didn't provoke him.
Weiyang simply ignored him and took a detour.
The whole afternoon was spent discussing strategies, but someone seemed to have had a feud with her for eight or eight lifetimes, and had been at odds with her. If she said something, he would say ten things. Xiaoyang'er, Xiaoyang'er called out sweetly.
He didn't stop, but what he said was so infuriating that it didn't cost his life.
The elegance and calmness that Wei Young had maintained for twenty years and the master of pretending that he remembered every day suddenly disappeared.
When he said the third sentence coolly, he retorted angrily.
Okay, she admitted that this was very unsteady and uncalm.
However, when calmness becomes determination, not everyone can continue to maintain this twisted attitude.
However, although the two bickered, they did not miss out on what should be discussed.
The promised third day arrived quickly.
In the past few days, Cang Lingyue would come to Huayang Palace to chat with her at irregular times.
Weiyang didn't have anyone to accompany her in the palace, and Cang Lingyue was a close friend. She was naturally happy and comfortable when he came. She pitied the two little palace ladies and persuaded her to refuse his visit.
It is a good thing for a concubine to get along with the prince, but if a good thing goes too far, it becomes a bad thing.
In this age of not being open-minded, if men and women get too close, it is easy for men to be said to be romantic, while women are even worse, to be said to be unruly.
The little palace maid thinks of her master in everything, but his master doesn't seem to appreciate this. Her attempts to keep her mouth shut are in vain.
It wasn't until the evening of the third day that Wei Yang felt the seriousness of the matter.
Why doesn't he leave?
If he doesn't leave, how can she leave?!
She sighed deeply at the futility, so much so that she began to use her dark potential.
After several beauty traps and teasing similar to "Uncle, give me a smile", Cang Lingyue was finally made angry.
He left with his front legs, and Lanyang Monster stood in her small room with his back legs.
A few more quarrels and bickering were inevitable.
However, Wei Yang was extremely excited and excited as she was about to escape from the palace.
After arguing with him for a few words, he stopped talking and went about packing the things he needed to take away. He felt bored, so he shrugged and stopped talking.
Night falls.
The nights in this season are a bit cold, with a cool breeze blowing.