"Give me back my flower crown, give it back! Hit you, hit you!" Liu Lanxue's fists rained down on Ye Yunshuang's face and body as if they were free.
Ye Yunshuang screamed as she was hit, eventually losing the strength to resist.
She spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her gums were bleeding.
Her speech was a little slurred.
"I am a princess. If anything happens to me, my imperial brother will absolutely not forgive you! Ah!"
Su Yunmo's eyes flickered, and she walked forward, "Your Highness is better now, let her go. Shall I take you to play somewhere else?"
Liu Lanxue's eyes were bloodshot, and she was still swinging her fists.
"Your Highness!" Su Yunmo grabbed her hand and said with a hint of fear, "Your Highness, you are so scary like this, Momo is afraid to come near you."
Liu Lanxue froze, the anger in her eyes not yet subsided.
The little dumpling then placed her ice-cold hands on her own face, "Let's go, okay?"
Liu Lanxue looked down, thought for a moment, then finally stood up and walked to the broken flower crown, kneeling down to pick it up.
Su Yunmo snapped her fingers.
The maid found she could move and quickly ran over to help Ye Yunshuang up.
Ye Yunshuang struggled to stand, filled with anger and hatred. She glared fiercely at Liu Lanxue, "You wait for me!"
She made a threat, but dared not linger any longer. She fled unsteadily with her maid.
Liu Lanxue stared at the broken flower crown in her hands, her eyes filled with sadness, "It's gone, A'Yao..."
Su Yunmo walked over and cupped her face, "Your Highness, shall Momo pick even prettier flower branches for you?"
Liu Lanxue shook her head.
Su Yunmo sighed inwardly, "You are tired today, shall we go back first?"
Liu Lanxue lowered her head and remained silent. After a while, she stood up and said dejectedly, "Let's go back."
Her eyebrows and eyelashes were covered in a layer of frost, formed from condensed mist, like a snow sprite.
Su Yunmo felt a pang of sympathy.
She had only wanted to take her out to relax, but things had been ruined.
Next time, she wouldn't let herself encounter Ye Yunshuang!
Liu Lanxue reached out and took the little dumpling's hand, and the two headed towards the cold palace.
Ye Jingyu saw them return and quickly opened the door to welcome them in.
As soon as Liu Lanxue entered the room, she took off her outer clothes and lay back on the bed, ignoring everyone.
Ye Jingyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the little dumpling, "Did something happen?"
The little dumpling pouted and shook her head.
She didn't want to talk, it was annoying.
"Sleepy, want to sleep," Liu Lanxue's muffled voice came from the bed.
The little dumpling reached out and hugged Ye Jingyu's waist, "Your Highness wants to rest, let's go too."
Ye Jingyu's gaze shifted between the two, and he helplessly reached out to pick up the little dumpling, "Yi Zuo, Yi You, take good care of Mother, I will return first today."
Yi Zuo and Yi You bowed.
Ye Jingyu then carried the little dumpling out of the imperial palace.
Qian Xue was waiting outside the palace gate with the carriage. Seeing them come out, she lifted the carriage curtain.
Ye Jingyu carried her into the carriage and then pushed her out of his embrace, "Now tell me, what happened when you went out?"
Su Yunmo glanced at him and sighed deeply, "Don't mention it. I didn't check the almanac when I went out, and I ran into trouble."
Ye Jingyu "Pfft~"
"Hey!" The little dumpling huffed and punched him, "Is this the time to laugh?"
Ye Jingyu endured the punch and held her small hand, "Your soft little paws don't hurt when you hit. Don't hurt yourself again."
The little dumpling immediately puffed out her cheeks.
What did he mean? Who was he looking down on!
'Bang!' The carriage was hit by something.
Qian Xue's surprised exclamation came from outside, "What's wrong? Wait a moment, Master and the young lady are here, you..."
The carriage curtain was lifted.
Ye Ningyuan squeezed in from outside, wearing black clothes and a black cloth covering her face.
"Help, help, urgent situation in the martial world!" As soon as she entered, she squatted in a corner.
Su Yunmo looked back at her, her eyelids twitching, "What are you doing?"
"Oh, Momo is here too? What a coincidence!" She waved a greeting.
Soon, a commotion erupted outside.
"Someone in black just stole the tribute from Southern Xinjiang. We suspect that person got into this carriage. Please, young lady, let us search it."
Su Yunmo frowned.
Why would this person steal Southern Xinjiang's tribute?
Ye Ningyuan heard the commotion outside, quickly got up, jumped into Ye Jingyu's arms, and hid behind him.
Ye Jingyu's face immediately darkened, and he threw her to the ground.
"Ouch!" Ye Ningyuan fell to the ground, gasping in pain. She gritted her teeth, not daring to cry out.
She glared at Ye Jingyu, "Third Brother, you're too heartless. I'm your cousin, after all!"
Why did he just throw her like that?
Ye Jingyu gave her a cold glance, his face stern, and uttered two words: "Get out!"
Qian Xue said, "I didn't see anyone in black. You should look elsewhere."
"But there seems to be some movement in the carriage. Please, young lady, let us have a look. If there's really nothing, everyone will be at ease."
Footsteps approached from outside.
Ye Ningyuan immediately put on a pitiful expression and drawled, "Third Brother, save me, okay~"
The little dumpling shivered and got goosebumps all over.
Ye Jingyu also frowned and said with disgust, "Qian Xue! You get this king..."
"No! No!" Ye Ningyuan immediately lowered her voice, begging, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I'll speak properly, okay?"
Clearly, when Momo acted cute with him, he was quite receptive, but with her, it was all useless.
She looked at the little dumpling, "Help me, help me, owe me a favor, alright?"
Su Yunmo thought for a moment, then turned back and tugged at Ye Jingyu's collar, shaking it without speaking.
Ye Jingyu sighed and reached out to rub her hair, "Qian Xue, drive those people away."
Ye Ningyuan immediately rolled her eyes.
See? It's double standards!
There was a dispute outside, but the voices of the Southern Xinjiang people were quickly suppressed.
After waiting for a while longer, Qian Xue's voice came from outside, "Master, they've left."
Ye Jingyu grunted.
Qian Xue then cracked the whip and drove the carriage back to the mansion.
Ye Ningyuan breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground, lifting her black cloth from her face and throwing it back, "My goodness, I was suffocated."
Su Yunmo looked at her with her head tilted, disdainfully examining her from head to toe, "What are you wearing?"
Ye Jingyu held the little dumpling by her collar and turned her to face Ye Ningyuan, "Ye Ningyuan."
Ye Ningyuan tugged at her clothes, "Night clothes. I heard that famous thieves wear them to conceal their identities."
Su Yunmo smiled politely, "Could it be possible that it's daytime right now?"
Look at her, did she really conceal her identity?
She looked like a gecko in a black sack.
Ye Ningyuan waved her hand casually, stood up, and went to rummage through the teacups on the table, "It doesn't matter, as long as it's cool."