Sikong Qingying walked in a hurry and was a little absent-minded... Moreover, she didn't actually know the road to the fourth prince's courtyard.

She accidentally got lost, and it didn't matter if she got lost, because she was in a trance thinking about the news that Yuchi Weiwei had revealed to her before, and she bumped into the nobleman in the Prince's Palace of Ping'an, the fourth prince.

She lowered her head and thought about her thoughts, and walked in a hurry. When she didn't see anything, she bumped into the other person, causing her to stagger and almost fall down. Fortunately, the other person put his arms around her waist.

, which prevented her from falling.

"Thanks."

Sikong Qingying raised her head and said sincerely, but when she saw the other person's face clearly, all the blood on her face faded away.

The person holding her at this time had a faint cold fragrance on his body, and was wearing a black robe. He was tall and cold, handsome and noble. A pair of dark and indifferent eyes flashed a hint of surprise when he saw her face clearly. However,

He quickly returned to normal, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Just walk carefully and don't bump into others again."

Sikong Qingying's body trembled slightly, and he immediately saluted and said: "Thank you, Master Six, for your teaching..." This man was the nobleman who had been to the General's Mansion that day, the sixth prince Xuanyuan Mingzhao.

Xuanyuan Mingzhao was cold-hearted and did not like to talk. He looked at the slender, boneless little woman with a faint scent of incense in front of him, lowering his head, revealing a fair and delicate neck.

He stared at the fair skin for a while, couldn't help but move his fingers, his eyes gradually became darker, and he slowly said: "Get up."

Hearing that he was not angry, Sikong Qingying breathed a sigh of relief and stood up straight. Facing this noble, indifferent and handsome man, she didn't know what to say, so she said to him: "Why are you here?

"

If this scene was seen by others, their eyes would definitely fall down in surprise. The sixth prince, the coldest and coldest prince in the entire dynasty, would actually care about a woman's movements in a friendly manner?

If you tell me this, no one will believe it.

His question reminded Sikong Qingying of her embarrassing identity. She couldn't help but have a bit of pink on her fair and tender cheeks. She pursed her soft lips and said with some difficulty: "The fourth prince's concubine summoned the people.

female."

Thinking of the identity of the fourth prince's wife Xinna and Sikong Qingying a few days ago, a flash of understanding flashed in the sixth prince's cold eyes, but his face remained cold: "What's the injury on your face?"

It seems that this is the key to why he has been talking nonsense here for so long. When asked this question, the emotion in his words became more obvious.

If he didn't mention it, Sikong Qingying would have forgotten about the injury on his face. When he asked, Sikong Qingying couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the injury on his face, and then shook his head: "It was a civilian girl who accidentally

It was scratched by a branch."

An obvious lie.

The wrinkles between Xuanyuan Mingzhao's brows deepened, and he looked at Sikong Qingying with deep eyes but said nothing.

For some reason, Sikong Qingying was a little afraid of the sixth prince who seemed to be difficult to get along with.

Now that he saw her like this, she felt even more flustered, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead. With their status, it was really strange for them to stand here looking at each other in such a weird way.

Sikong Qingying spent a long time mentally building up, and then she mustered up the courage to say: "If Master Six is ​​fine, the daughter of the people will resign."

Xuanyuan Mingzhao nodded and said slowly: "Go."
Chapter completed!