A sharp cold light flashed in Qi Ye's eyes. He gently kissed her cheeks, and his slender and graceful fingers quickly helped her tidy up her messy dress: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ye Weilan nodded, her undispersed gaze stuck to his face, and she was moved. She grabbed his wrist and her nails embedded in his skin without even notice. She looked at it for a long time and was a great happiness.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, and the white lights were getting closer.

Qi Ye raised his hand and pinned the hair on her forehead behind her ears, lowered his head and kissed her eyelids, gentle and lingering.

Ye Weilan's eyes were filled with deep affection and attachment, and she wished that time could stop at this moment...

Until the light hit Ye Weilan's feet, Qi Ye's long eyelashes trembled and opened his eyes. The moment he looked at Ye Weilan and hid in the depths of the rockery.

Ye Weilan bit her lip and fell to the ground, her eyes sharply.

A group of people came over, and Su Ming was the leader. He keenly smelled a man's breath from the air, and his expression sank.

He walked to Ye Weilan, stretched out his hand, and waited respectfully: "Your Highness the Princess."

Ye Weilan glanced at him coldly, her eyes completely looking at a stranger, or the kind of person with deep hatred.

Su Ming felt extremely uncomfortable. In the past, let alone sending flowers, he could remember the words he said to other women for several years. This woman completely forgot about the scene on the street.

He was dissatisfied, but he didn't show it. He was still charming gentlemanly: "You have been here for too long. My wife is worried that something will happen if you are not familiar with the place. It's very remote here. Why do you-"

"What do you have to do with you?" Ye Weilan stood up with her skirt. Seeing Su Ming's eyes calmly looking deep into the rockery, she sneered, with an extremely bad look: "What are you looking at?"

Ye Weilan's eyebrows and eyes contained a moving charm, her eyes were like water, her red lips were slightly swollen, and there was still some undissipated breath in the air... All kinds of clues, no matter how you look at it, you look like you have just been loved by a man!

Su Ming thought so, but he had no evidence.

Ye Weilan has a noble identity. He was suspicious and did not dare to take off her skirt to check.

It seems that this princess who suddenly appeared is not a simple character.

Ye Weilan was disliked by him and showed no disguise. Su Ming did not come over without any wits. After he sent someone to find Qin Yuling, he waited quietly.

Ye Weilan leaned on the rockery and looked up at the starry sky, giving no room for guessing at all.

Soon, Qin Yuling came, and Lan came with him.

Qin Yuling walked forward, his expression only had concern for his mother: "What's wrong?"

"Mommy..." Ye Weilan frowned a little aggrievedly: "My knee is injured...I can't walk..."

A little bright red vaguely reflected on her white skirt. She kowtowed for a while, but it was not that serious. This was when Qi Ye squatted on the ground and grinded the wound with a stone.

Qin Yuling squatted down and carefully lifted the corner of her skirt. A large piece of scratched blood came into her eyes on her delicate knees.

Her knees were already broken, and although she had been well protected in the later period, she could not compare with the past.

Qin Yuling carefully supported her: "Let's go back."
Chapter completed!