Chapter 45

  Through the weeping willows in front of him, Meng Fu's profile was perfectly visible, his slightly pursed lips seemed to add a few more points of seductive charm, and his nose was even more upright, but it was still that icy coldness that made people tremble with fear.

  The green bamboo standing behind her face was slightly tense, and she secretly listened to the conversation between the princes. If she were discovered, she would be afraid...

  At this moment, she didn't dare make any sound, fearing that she would startle the several princes in front of her.

  Xuanyuan Ye slowly savored a sip of tea, his lips lightly pursed, but he didn't open his mouth to respond.

  Xuanyuan Fan seemed somewhat urgent and didn't wait for his response, asking again in a low voice, "You wouldn't really be using her, would you? Really just to protect Meng Ruxue?"

  At this moment, his interrogative tone was mixed with a few more parts of anger that even he himself had not noticed. Moreover, this time, he didn't even use any titles, as if somewhat...

  Xuanyuan Ye's hand holding the teacup stiffened slightly, his already cold and stern profile sank even further, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if there was a hint of unusual danger.

  Meng Fu Ying's body stiffened, her eyes also staring straight at his profile, unblinking, waiting for his response.

  "You've gone too far." Xuan Yuan Ye's lips moved slightly, and the words he spoke also carried a dangerous coldness. As for this matter, he wouldn't explain it to anyone, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

  "I'm going to lose my temper." Xuan Yuan Fan suddenly stood up, his emotions clearly becoming more agitated, the anger in his voice also becoming more apparent. "You're doing this, if the crown prince really takes action, she'll probably be lucky to keep her life, she's innocent, how can you use her like this?"

  Xuanyuan Ye's eyes suddenly lifted, staring straight at Xuanyuan Fan. On his face was intense anger and fury, in his eyes there were a few more hints of coldness, or perhaps, secretly hiding a few unusual emotions.

  What's up with her?

  "Huh, why are you so excited? It's her honor to be used by Seventh Brother, and your reaction is too strange. She's just an ugly freak, is she worth it?" Xuan Yuan Mo slightly curled his lip, with a face full of confusion.

  Meng Fu Ying's lips curled up slightly into a cold smile. Ha, being used by him was also her honor?

  Is it? Being used by others is still her honor, because she has the value of being used.

  She just didn't think Xuan Yuan Fan would avenge her, no matter what for, she was grateful in her heart.

  Didn't want to continue listening, Meng Buxiang lightly released the weeping willow in her hand, letting it brush against her cheek, leaving a faint red mark, wiping out the dull pain, and adding several points to the cold smile at the corner of her lips.

  Slowly turning around, continuing to walk forward, at this moment, his face no longer had the contemplation of just now, only the usual calmness and indifference.

  Qing Zhu followed behind her, with a hint of worry in his eyes, but he didn't dare say anything more.

  However, the empress ordered her to go to the princess's side, so Qing Zhu took her to the princess's bedroom.

  Xuanyuan Jing, the ninth princess of the Xuanyuan dynasty, has already turned twenty, but she still hasn't gotten married.

  At that time, the Crown Prince of Beiyuan, Dongfang Shuo, came to propose a marriage, but she refused to marry him even if it meant death. It is said that at that time, she had once hanged herself in an attempt to commit suicide, fortunately, she was discovered early and rescued back.

  In 'her' memory, Xuan Yuanjing was quite considerate of 'her', never bullying her like others did.

  Entering the Xiang Ting Pavilion, Meng Bufei was stunned for a moment. As a princess, the room's layout was extremely simple, but amidst the simplicity, it didn't lose its elegance. In the light tone, there was also a hint of warmth. The moment she stepped in, Meng Bufei's mood felt much lighter, and she liked it here.

  "You're here." Xuan Yuan Jing only glanced at her and said lightly, without any enthusiastic greeting, and continued to work on the wedding dress in her hands.

  "En." Meng Fu Ying was taken aback for a moment, but her eyes sparkled with a few strands of gentle laughter, she liked this casualness.

  She herself sat down casually in front of her, and the palace maid quickly set out tea and snacks.

  "What? It seems there's no joy of a bride-to-be." Xuan Yuan raised his eyes again, seeing Meng Fu Ying's calm face, and slightly raised an eyebrow. He finally put down the embroidery in his hand.

  "Do you think I should show more excitement?" Meng Cuiying's eyes also stared straight at her, with a hint of probing in her voice.

  Xuanyuan's eyes widened slightly, "Seventh Brother is so excellent, you should be beaming with joy now."

  In a low voice, with a hint of laughter, yet also very certain, her seventh brother was the most excellent man in the world.

  "Isn't Dongfang Shuo excellent?" Meng Fuying's eyebrows slightly raised, and she asked back in a low voice. Although she hadn't been here for long, she had also heard many things about Dongfang Shuo. He should be evenly matched with Xuan Yuan Ye.

  Xuanyuan Jing's face sank slightly, the corners of his lips twitching with a hint of bitterness, but he quickly covered it up. He glanced at the palace maid beside him and said in a low voice, "You all go down."

  "Yes." The palace maids responded respectfully and slowly backed away, Qing Zhu hesitated for a moment before following them out.

  Xuanyuan Jing raised his eyes again and looked at Meng Fu Ying, with a few more inquiring, "Don't you want to marry Seventh Brother?"

  Actually, this question is somewhat redundant, after all, from the moment Meng Cuo entered the door, she had a faint feeling.

  "I want to choose my own happiness." Meng Fu Ying paused for a moment, then said with a serious face, and for some reason, when facing Xuan Yuan Jing, she had an absolute trust.

  So she didn't have any disguise at this moment, even if Xuan Yuan Jing was Xuan Yuan Ye's own sister.

  She knew that Xuan Yuan Jing's refusal to marry back then was also because she wanted to choose her own happiness.

  "You wouldn't be thinking of defying the imperial edict, would you?" Xuan Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of astonishment flashed in her pupils. After all, guessing was one thing, but hearing Meng Fu Ying admit it herself, she couldn't help but feel surprised, even though she had been just as reckless back then.

  "Defying the imperial edict will cost you your life." Meng Fu Ying's lips twitched violently, and she spoke with great dissatisfaction. She indeed wanted to defy the imperial edict, but if she really did, she feared that her head would be chopped off on the spot.

  Xuanyuan's lips also twitched a few times, and his body slightly leaned towards Meng Fuyao's side, lowering his voice to ask, "Then what do you plan to do?"

  Meng Fu Ying slightly furrowed her brow, she just hadn't thought of a way yet and didn't know what to do.

  "That year, I was forced to death, my father pitied me, so he fulfilled me." Xuan Yuan's eyes didn't see her respond, his double pupils slightly gazed forward, slowly recalling.

  "I'm not joking with my own life." Meng Fu Ying glanced at her mouth extremely disapprovingly, she had died once before, so she especially valued life and wouldn't easily joke about it.

  Xuanyuan's plan succeeded, but it was also extremely dangerous. If he hadn't been discovered in time, perhaps...

  So, Xuan Yuan's method is unacceptable.

  It seemed as if Xuan Yuan Jing had seen through Meng Fu Ying's thoughts, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. He then slowly said, "Actually, back then, I had cut the rope beforehand, so even if it hadn't been discovered in time, the rope would have broken off by itself."

  "Ah! Meng Fu Ying was taken aback, her eyes suddenly widened and stared straight at her. When she saw her smiling face, she couldn't help but smile too, 'Hehe...'"

  This princess, she really likes from her heart.

  Two people face each other and smile, everything is in that gentle laughter, two hearts also instantly get closer.

  Friendship is just this simple.

  Meng Fu Ying found her first bosom friend in this ancient time.

  However, even so, Xuan Yuan's method still doesn't work on her because Father is not around. Although the Empress Dowager dotes on her, this matter, the Empress Dowager is the most enthusiastic about it, so perhaps she won't be able to fulfill her wish either.

  And if she fails with that method, then there will be no more opportunities afterwards.

  "Everyone envies the glory and nobility of the imperial family, but I really want to escape..." Xuan Yuan's eyes suddenly let out a soft sigh, murmuring somewhat helplessly.

  Run! A flash of thought in Meng Fu Ying's mind.

  She can escape marriage……

  With her skills and what she learned from the bandit master, if she were to run away from marriage, the possibility of success would still be extremely high.

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  Second time.

  "Is it robbery again?" The man narrowed his eyes, looking at her with a hint of a smile, his expression unclear and unfathomable.

  This time, he wanted to see where she could escape to?

  "Alright, alright." She smiled brightly with sparkling eyes.

  "Not thinking of taking advantage of the situation?" Looking at her with a calm and serene smile, his lips curled slightly, and a hint of unusual color floated in his deep eyes.

  "There's a 'husband' at home who is so charming that he can overturn the country and the city, how can I possibly flirt with others outside? When I go out, my 'husband' reminds me, don't pick those wildflowers by the roadside, my 'husband' is waiting for me to come back...". She suddenly stopped smiling, her face turned serious, her expression as solemn as possible. Before she even finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

  "Do you still want to escape?" The next moment, he leaned forward, firmly locking her in place, his voice clearly carrying a hint of gritted teeth.

  This time, if he lets her escape again, he won't be Baili Xuan anymore.