I raised my eyebrows at the nervous Yu Niang and sneered: "What do you want him to do to me?"
Yu Niang was silent for a moment, and then said: "I'm just worried about you——"
Before she finished speaking, I interrupted her, "Don't worry about me. Life or death has nothing to do with you, right?"
Yuniang stopped talking. I knew that she was still curious about what Ouyang Shaoqing said and did when she saw me, and she would try to figure it out.
I ignored it and just sighed.
Yu Niang and I are competing against each other at the moment, but we are partners. How can we continue to cooperate in the future?
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"girl--"
There was a knock on the door and Green Sakura's call, interrupting the silence between Yu Niang and me.
"What's up?"
I didn't open the door, I just asked in a cold voice, but Yu Niang had already walked over to open the door.
The door opened, and Lu Ying's little face came into view. She opened and closed her little mouth and said, "Girl, the prince is here -"
Before she finished speaking, I had already seen Ouyang Shaorong's figure, and my brows knitted together again.
Just after Ouyang Shaoqing's threat, his sweetheart came to see me. I wonder if he will kill me?
He said that he didn't want to touch me, not because he was incompetent, but because he didn't want Ouyang Shaorong to hate him.
Then, I guess he won’t lose me so soon!
"Yun'er——"
Ouyang Shaorong called her affectionately, and his lips, which were as beautiful as Ouyang Shaoqing's, curved into a charming smile, but I was completely immune and didn't feel anything.
Frowning, he called me a friendly name and said distantly: "Your Majesty, are we familiar?"
I don’t like getting close to unfamiliar people, and he’s not my target, is he?
"Aren't we familiar?"
He was not angry, he just smiled and asked, as if this was his room, he sat opposite me, poured tea and drank.
I said nothing, just frowned at him, and saw his thin lips move, and he said majestically like a prince: "You two, stand down!"
The order was given, Lu Ying obeyed and retreated respectfully. Yu Niang hesitated for a few seconds and followed suit.
In a huge room with smoke rising and the fragrance of jasmine flowing freely, Ouyang Shaorong and I were alone.
He drank tea alone without looking at him, his eyes locked on the unbudded tree outside the door.
Spring is coming, and this tree has revived and begun a new life.