Chapter Thirty: Get out!

  Zi Ruoye dodged Liu Qingyu's attacks with agility, as Liu Qingyu, who was now completely enraged, had abandoned all sword techniques and was simply swinging her sword wildly.

  "Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!" I hate her to death! As expected, a rotten person can only come up with rotten ideas. Now everyone in the world knows about it!

  "Calm down, no one saw it just now, and the people from the General's mansion won't spread rumors." Ziyue hastily comforted, but the sword edge didn't decrease its sharpness, bringing a fierce wind to stab at her.

  He reversed his grip on Liu Qingyu's hand, and with a quick flick, the sword fell from her grasp. He hastily kicked it aside and smiled at her, saying, "This is the fastest way. With only half a month left until the third day of the new year, are you really going to marry me?"

  Her face, still flushed with anger and embarrassment, turned even redder as she shouted, "Who wants to marry you? I'd rather die than marry you!"

  Zi Ruoye saw Liu Qingyou's somewhat disheveled appearance and was afraid that he had just woken up to hear about her making a big scene at the General's Manor, so he rushed over in a huff.

  "The promise I made to you, I will absolutely keep my word." She said slowly, with a calming force that soothed the heart, yet despite hearing her say this, a hint of bitterness still arose.

  "Li Yu... will probably come looking for you soon." The recent fight had caused the plum blossoms to fall all over the ground, and the red petals formed a crimson carpet. Liu Qingyou stood on top of the fallen blossoms, wearing white clothes, with her long black hair hanging down to her knees, quietly resembling Liu Qingyue.

  Liu Qingyou looked at Zi Ruoye, seeing that her eyes were dazed, as if she was looking through him at someone else. He felt a pang in his heart, he didn't like this feeling, not one bit. Her eyes held a hazy and distant emotion, although it was more nostalgic, but he didn't know what she was nostalgic about. He pursed his lips, shifting his gaze to the side, no longer looking at this person who annoyed him.

  After calming down, he thought of what Zi Ruoye had just said. She was right, this was indeed the fastest way to solve his long-standing difficulty in speaking out, but why couldn't he feel happy about it? It was already approaching the third day of the new year, yet he didn't have his usual impatience...

  "Who are you looking at!" Her gaze made him uncomfortable, his heart increasingly aching, but he didn't know why it was aching. Liu Qingyou looked at Zi Ruoye's dazed expression and frowned, asking.

  "Mm. Nothing." After inheriting Ye Ziye's memories, sometimes I involuntarily recall Liu Qingyue, although more often it's reminiscing about that departed love...

  Perplexed, he looked for half a day but couldn't see anything, Liu Qingyu walked forward and picked up his own sword, ready to leave. Zi Ruoye saw him dressed like this, it didn't look like early morning anymore, the crowd had already started to get more and more dense, his outfit was really too eye-catching.

  "Come with me." He made a move as if he was going to grab Liu Qingyu's hand, but the latter dodged him.

  "What's wrong? I'm leaving." Just now she almost held his hand, her fingers slightly curved, and for some reason he was afraid of being touched by her at this moment.

  Zi Ruoye was taken aback, it was just a subconscious action, every time she pulled Yun Cong, Yun Cong would quietly follow behind her. Thinking that Liu Qingyou might not have passed the door yet, and possibly being bound by another set of rules, Zi Ruoye said apologetically, "Sorry, it's just a subconscious habit, you can't go out like this, I'll let Yun Cong get you some clothes to wear, and then send a carriage to take you back to the Prime Minister's residence."

  Liu Qingyou only then noticed the clothes on her body, because she was too angry, what she wore didn't fit well, and her face suddenly turned red. She thought of what Zi Ruoye said, did she even notice during the fight just now? She thought about how she offered to send a carriage to take him back to the Chancellor's mansion.

  Zi Ruoye walked a few steps, only to find that Liu Qingyou hadn't followed up. She turned back in confusion and saw that Liu Qingyou was still standing in the same place. Walking forward, she said, "Cloud Cong's clothes probably won't fit you either..." Grabbing her head, Cloud Cong was only fifteen years old this year, while Liu Qingyou was already twenty. The height difference was too great, so there probably weren't any clothes that would fit. I wonder if Cloud Cong has any bigger clothes.

  "You come with me first." After seeing that Liu Qingyou had really followed him, he walked ahead to lead the way and let Liu Qingyou enter the main house.

  "You wait here for me."

  Liu Qingyu saw Zi Ruoye leave like that and found himself alone in her room, suddenly neither standing nor sitting was comfortable, entering a woman's room for the first time.

  He didn't even argue with her, and he found it strange that he was quiet just now. He looked around the living room casually, but found that it seemed a bit different from what he had imagined.

  The main house is divided into outer and inner houses. The outer house has a camphor wood table with high-quality brushes on it, and surprisingly, there are wine bottles on the table. On the right side, there is a very large bookshelf, and it turns out that she also reads books... Curious, I walked to the desk and found that the books were pressed under rice paper...

  Pursed her lips, this should be just something she occasionally wrote, with some curiosity in her heart about what kind of words that scoundrel would write, flipped open the book and took a look, but was stunned.

  It was actually... a peach blossom painting. It only painted a few peach blossoms, but it made people feel that the painter held the brush with tender feelings, as if carefully depicting each petal.

  Peach blossoms... why are they peach blossoms? Now is not yet the time for peach blossoms to bloom, but rather the best season for fallen plums. The eyes flicker slightly, putting down the book, and covering that picture again.

  Looking at the wine jug beside him, the drinking utensils were indeed very complete, what a drunkard!

  Zi Ruoye left Liu Qingyou waiting in her own house and went to find Yun Ning directly. At this moment, Yun Ning was probably drinking tea in the house, she found that Yun Ning liked drinking tea very much, and liked to quietly savor it alone.

  "Yun Cong? Are you there?"

  Yun Ning was washing tea utensils when he heard the voice of Zi Ruoye. The prince had just returned from the General's Mansion, and he had just heard a servant say that Liu Qingyou had also arrived at the Wang Mansion not long ago. He didn't plan to go out after all, as he wouldn't know what to say even if they met. But he didn't expect Zi Ruoye to come looking for him. Putting down the tea utensils, he opened the door and saw Zi Ruoye standing in front of the door, looking at him with a somewhat uneasy expression.

  "Your Highness, what's wrong?" Didn't something happen? Could it be that he was slapped by Li Yu again? Thinking of this, his eyes condensed involuntarily, with a cold intent.

  "Do you have any larger clothes that Liu Qingyou can wear?"

  "It seems there is something. Master Wang, please wait." Laughing, she retreated back into the house and started searching for clothes. Zi Ruoye followed Yun Cong in, and indeed saw the tea set on Yun Cong's desk.

  Yun Ning flipped through it for a while, and indeed found a suitable garment for Liu Qingyou to wear, handing it over to Zi Ruoye, "This garment should be suitable for Young Master Liu."

  Taking the clothes, he pulled up Yun Cong's hand and walked away. "He is now in my house, you go help him down, men should be able to help each other with something." Zi Ruoye had always thought that men's clothing was too complicated, not as simple as women's.

  Yun Cong was stunned, Liu Gongzi... in the prince's house?

  "You don't know that after Liu Qingyou found out what I did this morning, he didn't care about anything and took his sword to chop me. If my martial arts weren't the best in the world, I would have been chopped into seven or eight pieces by now!" When leaving, he also said a few words to let Yun Ning know why Liu Qingyou would be at the Wang Fu.

  "It's probably the airway on top, forehead... you'll know when you see it." The clothes that Liu Qingyou was wearing at this moment were fine in her opinion, but according to the complex dress code of men in the Imperial Court of Zixuan, they were far from satisfactory.

  Yun Ning was pulled by Zi Ruo Ye, quietly following behind, but with a light hook on her cherry-colored lips. How could Liu Gongzi cut her into pieces? Not to mention her martial arts skills, even as the king's daughter, no one would dare to commit murder in the palace. Hearing her exaggerated tone, Yun Ning only slightly tightened his small hand that was being pulled by her.

  Liu Qingyou stood up again after hearing the voice of Zi Ruoye, and when she saw the door open, she was about to speak, but then she saw her leading Yun Cong in. Looking at their clasped hands, she thought of what she had said subconsciously... Qinglian's eyes flickered slightly, and her voice was indignant, "Where is the dress you gave me?"

  "Here. Take it. Go change in the inner room. I'll have Yun Qing help you." He said, shoving the clothes into Liu Qingyou's hands, and Yun Qing stepped forward, slightly bowing her head.

  "Let's go with Liu Gongzi and Yun Ning."

  This was his first time hearing Yun Cong speak, he just wanted to say something, but saw Zi Ruoye sit down by herself, and angrily shouted, "Get out!"

  Zi Ruoye could only walk out with a humph, he changed in the inner room, she in the outer room, as if she was afraid that she would peep.

  Digression

  Collect... Collect... Ah ~ Please give me strength again ~ The fish is holding a Buddhist rosary and reciting incantations...