Wily Consort, Don’t Run/C11 Master don't get angry
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C11 Master don't get angry

"Even if she's a paper tiger now, she can eat us at any time." Lan Yuyan's tone of voice did not carry any anger, as his gaze that was as calm as water looked at the distant figure of his back.

"Xiao Yun deserves to die, I won't dare to do it again, Master, please don't be angry!" The little girl Xiao Yun bowed continuously in apology.

"And the next time, I won't be able to save you!" Lan Yuyan took a deep breath, the smile when he left suddenly flashed across his mind, and he felt a burst of cold air assaulting his heart. Lowering her head and stroking the bruises on the back of her hand, Xuanyuan Qi's handsome face suddenly appeared in her mind. Thinking back to how they had been together for the past few days, a charming smile that only women would have appeared on her face.

"Yes sir!" Xiao Yun replied softly, and obediently retreated to the side, not daring to say another word.

"Does the crown prince know where she went when he goes out early in the morning?" Lan Yuyan put on a gentle smile.

Xiao Yun thought for a while, then stepped forward to reply, "I heard from Eunuch Lin that the crown prince went out today, and most likely won't be able to return until midnight." "Didn't you say where you were going?" Lan Yuyan frowned.

If one were to ask where he had gone to when he was in the palace, it would be hard to say when he had left. It had to be known that they weren't in a clean place when they first met. If there was another girl that was more beautiful than them, then their plan would be a bit difficult.

Xiao Yun saw through his master's worries and comforted her in a kind manner, "Master, you don't have to worry too much. Xiao Yun has already arranged people for Master to stay outside the mansion. "You're smart!" Lan Yuyan praised. Finally, there was something that could give her some comfort today.

If this girl wasn't clever, she wouldn't have dared to bring her into the palace. However, this was also the case, as she had always been on guard against Xiao Yun. In her opinion, Xiao Yun's shrewdness would be scary even if it was an enemy.

"Mistress, the wind is strong outside, let's go in!" Receiving Master's praise, Xiao Yun's heart became much more at ease, and his tone of voice also rose.

"Yes!" Lan Yuyan answered indifferently. She was concerned about the man who felt like he was about to fall into her palm. She raised her delicate hand and allowed Xiao Yun's support to support her as she walked into the inner courtyard.

On the second day after meeting Xuanyuan Jie, Xuanyuan Jie ordered the women of the rouge hall to conduct a conquest to the west and Xuanyuan Ye ordered them to observe the affairs of the people. In order to calm the conflict between the Imperial Consort Mei and the Queen, Xuanyuan Zhenhua brought his two beloved concubines and his little princess Xuanyuan Yu to a mountain resort not far from Dragon City.

In the great imperial palace, Xuanyuan Qi carried a heavy burden and took care of Azure Dragon Country's internal and external troubles by himself. Towards this tiny thing, Xuanyuan Qi still avoided it. He still lived in Lan Yuyan's elegant pavilion, and had never stepped into the main entrance of the Longxi Hall.

The days that were like a cold palace made him fall apart in a small way that he liked to mess around with. This Golden Silk Bird Cage was simply too boring. Every day, she would wander around her own three acres of land, familiarizing herself with every nook and cranny of the cage several times.

Today, before dawn, she could no longer close her eyes as she lay in bed, feeling even more depressed and impatient.

"Ling Er!" The door was open, and the diligent Ling Er who was already waiting at the door, hurriedly ran in upon hearing Master's call.

"What orders does Your Highness have?" With a slight bow, Ling Er looked even more obedient than before. Even when he wasn't paying attention, he thought that she was really a little girl.

She rubbed her eyes and walked lazily to the mirror. "Comb your hair, I'm going out." Go out? " Ling Er glanced at the gate and repeated the last two words in a low voice. The sky wasn't even completely bright yet, where did Master plan to go? "Faster!" Xiaoxiao impatiently urged him. She angrily tugged at her hair and looked at herself in the mirror. She felt that she was less and less like a person. Perhaps, this was how the grudges were suppressed. No wonder the novel said that the imperial palace had the most grudges against women. So this was the truth.

Ling Er did not ask any further. He simply combed his master's long hair and changed into a purple long skirt.

After exiting the Longxi Hall, Xiaoxiao didn't know where to go. She just felt bored and didn't want to stay in that damned courtyard any longer, thus she brought Ling Er to wander aimlessly in the Imperial Palace.

He didn't know how many corridors he had walked through and how many courtyards he had circled. Unknowingly, they stopped at the entrance of the rouge hall. He raised his head and looked at the three large words that were already painted on the door lintel. He could not hide the surprise on his face.

Could it be that this was fated to be unraveled under that woman's guidance, allowing her to remove the layer of mysterious veil that was covered by the cold and pressing rouge hall?

"Master ?" Ling Er looked around, and did not notice anyone passing by the corridor. Just as he was about to advise his master to leave, he saw that the half opened door had creaked open.

On the door, there was a scrawny hand. Wrapped in wrinkled skin, the back of his hand was covered with countless clear scars. His trembling hand made a soft 'bang' sound as it hit the door.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and a strand of long black hair floated in the air, emitting a ghastly aura from the door.

Ah!" The master and servant were so frightened by the scene in front of them that they covered their mouths with their hands and stared at the terrifyingly thin hand on the door. They didn't dare to take a breath for a long time.

His long hair appeared more and more frequently in the door. In his hand, one became two, and then a head popped out. In her wild hair, a pair of deep, frightened eyes stared fixedly at them from her small, thin face.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" A small effort to take a breath was enough to bolster his courage.

"Haha!" "Ghost?" The man leaned closer to Xiaoxiao, a hint of a desolate smile on his face. His slender fingers brushed his long hair, revealing a somewhat familiar face.

It's her! The woman he had first seen at the entrance of the rouge hall.

Xiaoxiao's frightened heart calmed down. Her wrinkled face unconsciously revealed a trace of heartache. Out of curiosity, she became even more daring. She unconsciously stepped forward and took the woman's hand.

The woman looked surprised and happy. Looking down at the other white hand on the scarred one, she smiled again. However, this time, his smile was a bit more benevolent. It was the kind smile of an elder towards a junior.

This kind of gaze could only be seen by people who knew each other, or people who harbored special feelings for each other. As for them, they had only met each other once.

With a few questions, he focused on the change in the woman's expression.

The woman's trembling hands covered her small white face. Her eyes were filled with tears as she mumbled softly, "It's similar, it's really similar. Hahaha! It's very similar! " Like who? What did this woman know? She looked at the crazy woman, and really wanted to ask, but realized that the woman's gaze turned towards Ling Er's face. Her kind smile stopped, and she turned to look at herself, looking somewhat dazed.

"Mistress, let's go. If someone sees us, we'll be in trouble." Ling Er kept feeling that this woman's eyes were sharp, as though she could see through her thoughts at a glance, causing her to feel flustered.

Xiaoxiao also noticed that this should be a hint from the woman. However, whether it was good or bad, it was better for her to be prepared in the future.

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