Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 817 Abducting a Prince to Be Her Husband 39
She guessed that what Zuo Qingxian wanted to say probably had something to do with her.

Otherwise, why didn't you say it at the banquet, but sneaked here to say it?
With a turn of his feet, he came over here.

She doesn't want Zuo Qingxian to interfere, they will handle the matter between her and Yeran by themselves.

At this point, Ye Ran still refuses to marry her, and she is also suffocating in her heart.

When he got closer, he heard Zuo Qingxian talking about her, so he interrupted him angrily.

Zuo Qingxian explained awkwardly.

"Miss Zhishan, I just don't want the little prince to misunderstand us."

"Hmph, what misunderstanding is there? It's useless to tell him a hundred times for a big block like him. Why should I tell him who is in my heart?"

Yeran's anger rushed up again.

Say he is wood?
Does she have someone in mind?

Who in her heart would rather tell Zuo Qingxian than him?

She glared at Zhishan angrily, and said in a sharp tone: "Do you think I'm interested in who you like? Oh, yes, are you afraid that I will pester you and ruin your reputation? Don't worry, Miss Zhishan, I won't come to you again in the future. Besides, I will marry my concubine as soon as I go back, the concubine my father appointed for me. You should be satisfied now, right?"

Zhishan turned pale with anger, and turned her head angrily to ignore him.

Suppressing his anger, he asked, "Magistrate Zuo, why are you still sticking around here? Do you still want to make a small report?"

Zuo Qingxian had no choice but to leave with a smile.

With Zhishan in front of him, it's hard for him to explain, I'm afraid the more he explains, the worse it will be.

He'd better wait for Yeran to go to him when he's alone.

Yeran and Zhishan stared at each other for a while like cross-eyed chickens, then went back to their rooms and closed the door with a "bang".

The doors of each room vibrated with a rustling sound.

The backyard was eerily quiet tonight.

Both the young prince and Miss Zhishan were angry, and everyone was cautious, for fear of offending them, causing bad luck, and drawing the fire on themselves.

As a result, on a night that was supposed to be a big celebration, everyone went to bed earlier than usual and fell asleep.

In the silence, there was a black shadow quietly touching the door of Yeran's room.

(End of this chapter)