On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can’t Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!

The night is dark, and everything is quiet between heaven and earth.

Yan Zichu stopped the carriage and said softly, "Miss Shen, Ah Yue, Prince Qin's residence is here."

There was a sound from inside, and Yan Zichu opened the curtain of the car. Shen Weixi helped Yunran, whose gait was unsteady and dizzy, get out of the car, "Yue'er, slow down."

But Yunran still accidentally stepped on the air, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Moon!"

Shen Weixi was taken aback, but she only managed to grab a corner of her clothes when she reached out.

Fortunately, Yan Zichu helped Yun Ran in time, and he frowned slightly, a little worried, "Ah Yue, are you alright?"

Yunran put her hands on his chest and stood firm, shaking her confused head, "Thank you, cousin, I'm fine."

But in her heart, she felt annoyed that she shouldn't drink too much, Lin Wanyue's body is too strong to drink, and now she is dizzy, and the ground is dangling non-stop.

Yan Zichu raised his hand and touched the top of her head, with a soft and gentle tone, "I'll get someone to cook you some hangover soup later, so you won't feel uncomfortable after a good night's sleep."

But in the next moment, Yan Zichu's eyes froze, and he frowned and looked at the distant night.

It was late at night, and there was no one on the long street, only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the world.

Seeing Yan Zichu's strange behavior, Shen Weixi was a little puzzled, "Brother Yan, what's wrong?"

Yan Zichu frowned slightly, looked around and then withdrew his gaze, "Just now, I felt a sharp murderous aura, but it disappeared in an instant."

Upon hearing this, Shen Weixi also looked around vigilantly, but did not notice any changes.

This instead set off an alarm bell in her heart:

It seems that the cultivation of this person in the dark is far above them.

Shen Weixi thought about it and hurriedly sent Yunran in, just at this time the gate of Prince Qin's Mansion opened.

Yingyue walked quickly with a fox fur cloak in her hand, followed by a group of pacers.

"princess."

Yingyue quickly helped Yunran over, took off Yan Zichu's coat, shook off the fox fur, put it on her, and tied the belt carefully.

Only then did he turn to Shen Weixi and the two, "Thank you, Mrs. Shen, for escorting my concubine back."

"This dress will be returned to Mr. Yan after Yingyue has washed it."

"Don't bother."

Yan Zichu said something politely and wanted to reach out to take back his coat, but Yingyue took a step back, "This is the way of hospitality in Prince Qin's residence, please don't shirk and make things difficult for Yingyue, my lord."

This dress was worn by her princess, and it retains the breath of the princess. How can it be returned to you without washing it without any breath? What are you thinking!

Yan Zichu: "..."

Shen Weixi uttered a voice in time to ease the atmosphere, "Yue'er drank some wine, and Miss Lao will cook some hangover soup for her later."

"Miss Shen, don't worry, Yingyue will take good care of my princess."

"That's good, goodbye."

"Two walk slowly."

Yunran stretched out his hand and pressed his confused head, always feeling that the seemingly polite conversation between the few people was full of murderous undercurrents.

"Weixi, cousin, slow down on your way, next time you come to the palace as a guest!"

Shen Weixi: "Okay, okay! I will definitely go find you!"

No matter what, I will never give up and take you away from the palace! ! !

...

When Bu rushed to Tingfeng Pavilion, Yunran was almost asleep.

Yingyue glanced at the closed palace door, although she was a little conflicted in her heart, she still gritted her teeth and said cruelly:

"Princess, the bedroom is here, you go in first, and Yingyue will bring you hangover soup."

"good."

Then, as soon as Yingyue stepped out of the courtyard, she heard Yunran's exclamation from behind...