When Liu Ruyan saw Zhao Xiyan staring at her, a cloud of cloud suddenly appeared on her already pale face.

"Cousin, Ruyan knows that what you just said was not true..."

"Shut up, I'm asking you, where did the hairpin on your head come from?"

Zhao Xiyan's beautiful features almost turned into sharp blades, and just one look at them sent chills to the bones.

Liu Ruyan was stunned. She did not dare to say another word, and said tremblingly, "I carved it myself!"

"I am asking you, where does the pattern of this hairpin come from? And why do you use this white jade to carve the hairpin of white peony root?"

"White peony root naturally looks good when paired with white jade, which symbolizes a woman as beautiful and charming as white peony root..."

"Shut up, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will ask your parents to carry you out."

Carry it out?

Isn't that death?

Liu Ruyan fell to her knees with a pop.

"I said, I said!"

It turned out that Liu Ruyan had a soft spot for Zhao Xiyan for a long time, but unfortunately she had no chance to get close to him for so many years.

Later, Zhao Xiyan collapsed on the bed. Although she felt regretful, she would not marry a paralytic.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiyan miraculously stood up and became a general king.

Although his resignation was not accepted, he was still a marquis, the man whom the noble ladies of the capital were vying to marry.

So Liu Ruyan started to think again.

She believed that by virtue of the kinship between the Zhao family and the Shen family, she had the inherent advantage of being close to Zhao Xiyan.

Sure enough, the opportunity was waiting for her.

As soon as the old man of the Shen family died, she immediately stayed at the Shen family and waited until Zhao Xiyan got her wish.

Seeing that he looked extraordinary and even better than before, my heart couldn't extricate myself.

But she could also feel Zhao Xiyan's deep rejection of the women, so she decided to start elsewhere.

While Zhao Xiyan was staying by Mr. Shen's side every day, she also ran three times a day to increase her presence.

Many times she saw Zhao Xiyan holding a white peony hairpin in a daze.

At that time, she was thinking that if she had an identical white peony hairpin, maybe Zhao Xiyan would take a look at her.

Finally, the opportunity soon came.

The old man was in a coma that day. Many doctors came and the scene was quite chaotic. She accidentally saw the white peony hairpin forgotten by the bed. When no one was paying attention, she quickly picked it up and took a look at it, and remembered the pattern. I got one carved when I got back.

Her father made his fortune in jewelry and had good skills.

She has liked this since she was a child, so she learned a lot from it.

Carving a hairpin is just a small thing for her.

After Zhao Xiyan heard what she said, his face was as cold as thousand-year-old ice.

He didn't say a word, just waved his hand in the air, and the hairpin on Liu Ru's cigarette flew out and slammed into the stone pillar on the side.

With a "ding" sound, the hairpin fell to the ground and broke into four or five sections in an instant.

Looking at Liu Ruyan again, as soon as the hairpin was taken off, her hair was scattered, and she looked like a ghost in white.

"Next time, I will never be lenient. Take your things and get out!"

Liu Ruyan was already frightened.

I really didn't expect that after working hard for half a day to cook pigeon soup, she would end up like this.

She was so ashamed and angry that she wished she could be like that hairpin and hit her head against a stone pillar to death.

But she didn't dare, so she had to walk away shaking.

Night comes quickly and urgently in this season. If we delay this moment, the sky will already be dark.

The two attendants immediately went to get lamps and illuminated the way ahead.

"Master Hou, you can go."

It's also strange that the people who were anxious to leave just now are no longer anxious.

Zhao Xiyan stood firmly under the eaves of the corridor, looking at the sky with empty eyes. The hands hidden in his sleeves moved slightly, as if they were stroking something.

The two men in green didn't dare to rush him, and stood firm with him.

After a long time, he looked away, and a beautiful sigh flowed from his lips and teeth.

"Let's go!"

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

A lamp swayed towards the brightly lit front yard.

At the same time, Qi Yue was still galloping on her horse.

For more than an hour, she just wanted to get away from that place quickly, as far away as possible.

The night became darker and thicker little by little, and the sky and earth seemed to be covered by a huge ink fountain, with dripping black juice flowing everywhere, just like Qi Yue's heart.

"Sister Yue'er, sister Yue'er..."

Qu Wei was afraid that she would make a mistake and kept riding behind her.

Bandits are everywhere these days, and there may be a lot of snagging ropes and other things on the road. If you gallop your horse in such a dark night, something might happen!

"Sister Yue'er, stop quickly!"

"If you have anything to do, tell me, and I will help you. If you run away like this, something will happen!"

"Yue'er..."

Seeing that Qi Yue was shaking, Qu Wei couldn't care less and directly stabbed the horse under him in the butt.

"Eh..."

With a scream, the horse leaped forward with all its strength and flew forward. Qu Wei also took advantage of this opportunity and jumped on Qi Yue's horse without fear of death.

The horse was running well, but suddenly there was an uninvited guest on its back. It immediately raised its front hooves and neighed.

It took Qu Wei a lot of effort to rein in the horse.

When he looked at Qi Yue again, he saw that her eyes were red and her cheeks were wet.

After knowing her for so long, this was the first time Qu Wei saw her like this, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

"Yue'er, it's too dark to be on the road. Let's find a place to rest."

Seeing that Qi Yue didn't resist, he hurriedly pulled her to sit on a tree trunk by the roadside, then took off his luggage and got a kettle for her.

"Sister Yue'er, no matter what happens, you must always take care of your own safety. Don't do this again next time. You scared my brother out of his heart."

Qi Yue didn't take the water from him or speak, her little face was always tense.

Qu Wei is a cheerful person, and he expresses his suspicions when he is anxious.

"Sister Yue'er, did that boy Zhao Xiyan do something to you? Brother, I will go back to settle the score with him right now!"

With that said, he pretended to lead the horse and looked like he was about to return to the capital.

Just when he was about to mount his horse and leave, Qi Yue stood up suddenly.

"Coming back has nothing to do with him!"

Qu Wei pretended to be reluctant and dismounted, with a look of reluctance on his face.

"If not him, who else? Who else could cause such a big emotional reaction in you?"

"As I said, it has nothing to do with him. And you didn't mean to return to the capital just now."

With that said, Qi Yue took out a handkerchief from her arms, wiped her face generously, and then wiped her eyes, as if she wasn't afraid of others knowing that she had just cried.

"Sister, can you not be so heartless when you speak? Who am I doing this for?"

Qu Wei weakly covered it up.

It's so late, he won't return to the capital! If he ran into a few gangsters, he would be done for!

Qi Yue glanced at him.

"If I were ruthless, I would have pushed you off the horse just now when you jumped on it. I rode the horse well, why are you looking for life and death?"

Qu Wei was also completely speechless. She wanted to say that she would cry and seek life and death for Zhao Xiyan, but she didn't dare to say it, so she had to sip.

"If it weren't for me, you might have said..."

"What?" Qi Yue snorted coldly, "Maybe what? What do you know? If it weren't for you, we would have arrived at the Zhuangzi in front of us and already stayed at the inn. Why are we still in the wilderness?"

"Okay now, your horse is gone too, we have to walk for an hour!"

Qu Wei's eyes widened and his mouth opened, but he didn't know what to say.

Is this the truth?

Could it be that he is being sentimental?

After a while, he couldn't bear it anymore and said unwillingly, "Then why are you crying?"

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