The king was wrong

Meng Han's face turned pale all of a sudden, the young master was still sitting inside. He had repeatedly told him that since he was going to leave, he should not make mistakes. Mention it.

Now if he knew that he was about to be overheard by Mrs. Xue Fang plotting against him because of his outspokenness...Meng Han subconsciously bit his lip, that would be terrible!

She managed to calm down, turned around, saluted Wei Yanxifu, put on an innocent face and asked: "Your servant sees the lord, the lord...is here to see the young master?"

Unexpectedly, Wei Yanxi didn't like her at all, and asked: "You tell me clearly, what exactly did Xue Hanxue do to him!"

Wei Yanxi's appearance is sharp and angular, not angry but majestic, and she always likes to wear dignified black robes. If she looks down, people won't dare to approach her.Now staring at Menghan and growling, Menghan trembled in fright, opened his mouth not knowing what to say.

"Nothing, the prince doesn't have to embarrass her."

A familiar voice came from the inner room, Wei Yanxi looked up subconsciously, and saw Qi Yaoqing walking around the screen and walking towards him.

He was still wearing the light blue cloth shirt without any luxurious decorations, just like this person, gentle and plain.

His face was still a little pale, and his beautiful lips were bloodless. It could be seen that even after seven days of recuperation, he had not recovered his former spirit.

Wei Yanxi remembered that the shadow guard he had arranged in Qiyao Qingyuan said that the princess's health was not good, and it seemed that she had been like this since she was a child. Not long ago, she quietly invited an old doctor from outside. Drink medicine every day for conditioning without interruption.

It's just that Wei Yanxi focused all his attention on the struggle with Zhu Yaozi at that time, and didn't pay much attention to these matters.

But listening to the meaning of this girl's words today, it seems that Qi Yaoqing's sick and weak appearance is all caused by Xue Hanxue!

He seemed to see that day courtyard again, and he was so angry because of his concealment, but this person knelt on the ground, gave him a gentle smile, and then fell limply like a kite with a broken string, if he hadn't caught it in time , hugging him and leaning against her body, I'm afraid that a hole will be knocked out of that white forehead.

Wei Yanxi closed her eyes, put away all the anxiety in her eyes, her tone returned to her usual calmness, and asked Qi Yaoqing: "Tell me the truth, what did she do to you?"

Qi Yaoqing shook his head, not intending to explain, but his eyes moved to Wei Yanxi's right eye socket.

I don't know how much strength Zhu Yaozi used that day. After so many days, Wei Yanxi's eye sockets still have faint blue marks, which is a bit ridiculous on a stern face.

He turned his eyes unnaturally, didn't look at Wei Yanxi's face again, just sighed softly: "There is nothing, Meng Han is ignorant, if you say something wrong, don't take it seriously, my lord. I will leave early tomorrow morning, my lord today... Did you come to see off your minister?"

People say that a husband and wife have a hundred days of kindness for a day, and the two of them have been a couple for a month.

Wei Yanxi froze for a moment, Qi Yaoqing changed the subject so obviously, it was clearly a cover-up, unwilling to tell herself the truth.

His eyes suddenly dimmed a lot, and he was silent for a long time before he followed Qi Yaoqing's words and said: "Well, my king... this king sent you the letter of divorce."

With that said, he took out a sealed envelope from his sleeve and handed it to Qi Yaoqing.

Qi Yaoqing took it with both hands, glanced at it roughly, and saw that the light brown envelope was empty, without even looking up.

"Thank you, my lord." He put the envelope away, and then saluted Wei Yanxi respectfully.

"En." Wei Yanxi nodded absently, "Leaving the mansion tomorrow, is everything arranged?"

"Don't worry about the prince, everything has been arranged."

"Then... is it going back to the Duke's mansion or is there another place to go?"

"I'm the second son of the Duke's Mansion. Now that I'm dismissed, I should go back to the Duke's Mansion. Hmm...but you don't have to worry about it. I'll leave the capital as soon as possible after I've rectified."

"Where do you plan to go in the future?"

"Study in various places, and make the world your home."

"Never go back to Kyoto again?"

"Well, not going back."

"Then... you won't see me again?"

"……Yes."

The two of you asked and answered one by one, the tone was indifferent, like the most basic greeting between two strangers who had never met before, but it was more like when old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years finally reunited Heartfelt greetings, originate from plainness and return to plainness.

"Okay, I know." Wei Yanxi finally nodded, "Since we are leaving tomorrow, the princess will rest early today, and she will take care of herself if she is not in good health. Don't worry about unnecessary things anymore. In the future... in the future If there is any difficulty, please send someone to find this king."

Qi Yaoqing listened carefully to what he said, and was very surprised. This was the first time that Wei Yanxi asked him some trivial matters in such a gentle tone.

Of course, it's also the last time.

For some unknown reason, Qi Yaoqing's thoughts suddenly drifted back to the day he got married, in front of Sheng Guogong's mansion, through the bright red hijab, he saw this man stretched out his hand towards him, and heard his deep and steady voice in his ears edge rings.

"Princess", he said, "Go back with me."

The voice still echoes in my ears so far, so clear, yet so far away.

Who ever thought that with a flick of a finger, time is gone.

"My lord, wait."

Seeing that blackness was about to disappear at the door, Qi Yaoqing felt his heart tighten, and before he had time to think about it, he called out subconsciously.

Hearing the sound, Wei Yanxi stopped, turned her head, and waited for his next words.

Qi Yaoqing pursed his lips lightly, his eyes moved back and forth between Wei Yanxi's face and his sleeves for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, and suddenly went straight to Wei Yanxi and stretched out his hand to him.

Wei Yanxi lowered her head in doubt, only to see a white and slender hand protruding from a light blue sleeve, and a small and exquisite white porcelain bottle was lying quietly in the center of the palm.

"This is……"

"It's a wound medicine for external use." Qi Yaoqing turned his eyes a little awkwardly, and explained uncomfortably: "This is made by a doctor I know well, and it is most effective for treating bruises. The prince... the prince was previously because of the minister's medicine." His waist hurt his eyes, I apologize to the prince for him, and I hope the prince will accept it."

He spoke in a business-like tone, as if he wanted to complete some deal with Wei Yanxi.Poor Wei Yanxi was inexplicably happy when she learned that Qi Yaoqing gave her the wound medicine, but when he heard that he said it was to make up for Zhu Yaozi, her expression turned a little ugly.

"My lord said that I won't argue with him anymore." Wei Yanxi frowned, and instead of taking the medicine bottle, she replied coldly.

Qi Yaoqing's face froze when he heard this, and the fingers stretched out in front of him curled up slightly, as if hesitating.

In fact, the reason why he gave Wei Yanxi the wound medicine was really not for his waist, but because he felt a little guilty when he saw that the wound on his eye socket was still not healed, so he gave him the wound medicine secretly made by old doctor Ding.And the waist is just a temporary excuse.

Qi Yaoqing scolded himself in his heart for being nosy, seeing Wei Yanxi's face was not good, he didn't understand what he cared about for a moment, so he could only stand there, neither stretching nor retracting, his arms were sore after a long time .

"My lord is magnanimous, I understand."

Finally, Qi Yaoqing nodded slightly, sighed softly, and planned to take the medicine bottle back.Since people don't want it, I can't make a hot face with a cold butt, can I?

Unexpectedly, when Wei Yanxi saw that he was about to withdraw, he subconsciously took action.

He snatched the medicine bottle from Qi Yaoqing's hand, held it tightly in his hand, and said with a serious face: "Although I don't care about him anymore, it's between me and him. You give me The king's wound medicine is your business and has nothing to do with him."

A domineering remark paired with his usual indifferent expression seemed inexplicably awkward, and Qi Yaoqing couldn't laugh or cry when he saw his serious expression when he said this.

He is leaving tomorrow, and the letter of divorce has just been given, why is His Royal Highness King Yong still so competitive...

"Well, I understand." In the end, Qi Yaoqing could only say this.

The two stood there relatively silent for a while, Wei Yanxi put the porcelain bottle into the pouch that she carried like a baby, and finally walked away.

Qi Yaoqing watched him go away until the black figure completely disappeared from sight, then turned back to her room, picked up the book she was reading earlier, and continued staring at the same page in a daze.

Beside the door, Meng Qi Menghan who was completely ignored: "Oh..."

Here, Qi Yaoqing was sitting alone at the desk staring blankly at a book all afternoon, and Wei Yanxi in the main courtyard was not much better, also sitting at the desk, staring blankly at the things in his hands.It's just that what he holds in his hand is not a book, but a small white porcelain bottle.

The porcelain bottle should feel cold in the hand in the late autumn night, but now the whole body of the bottle is warmed by Wei Yanxi's hand, it feels quite comfortable to the touch.

Seeing that it was almost late at night, and the dew outside was getting darker, Liang Wei saw that his master was still sitting alone at the table in a daze, so he finally couldn't help knocking on the door frame, and asked tentatively: "My lord, it's getting late, look... ...would you like to rest early?"

Wei Yanxi glanced sideways at Liang Wei who was by the door, but said nothing, but also refused to put down the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

Seeing this, Liang Wei knew that it was useless to talk too much, so he sighed and planned to leave.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Wei Yanxi suddenly spoke up.

"Tell me, why did he give this king this..."