Xianggong, I'm going to leave you

Chapter 39

Jie'er heard the words and couldn't help sizing him up carefully, the commander of the Sixth Army, did she hear correctly?How old is this guy, isn't it... Isn't it a bit too exaggerated?
"What kind of eyes do you have?" Seeing her expression, Ye Yucheng frowned in displeasure.

Jie'er hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Hey, little girl, of course I look at you with admiration!"

"Hey!" Ye Yucheng looked at him and sighed helplessly: "Why are you so weird? I always feel that I can't see you through. I should stay away from you, but why do you still stay away from me?" Seeped into my heart bit by bit? Yue'er, what should I do with you?"

After hearing his words that seemed to be a confession but not a confession, Jie'er's brain froze, unable to think about more questions, she changed the subject a little bluntly and said, "Well, we've stayed here long enough. It's been a long time, why haven't they caught up? How about we go back and have a look?"

I'm sorry, forgive her for not being able to face this sudden relationship well now, this world is really too strange to her, and she has no confidence to grasp the man in front of her.

Ye Yucheng's eyes dimmed involuntarily, but he still followed her words and said, "I'll take you on a small road, and they will go on another road. It's almost time to arrive now, let's go."

The worship went smoothly, but Ye Yucheng seemed to deliberately avoid Jie'er when he came back from the mountain. Even if he met him, he would just pretend not to see him, which made Jie'er very depressed.

After the worship service was over, the old lady stayed in the palace for a few more days before returning to the nunnery, but this time Mo'er did not follow her. The old lady said that the girl's family is too big to stay in such a clean place for a long time. And asked me to help her find a good husband's family when the time came, and I felt a heavy responsibility for a while.

On this day, the sky was clear and the weather was sunny, and Jieer was walking on the street alone, bored. With a sharp nose, Jie'er couldn't help shouting, "Who, who doesn't have long eyes when walking, dares to bump into my aunt? Pity on my most delicate and compelling, small, handsome, exquisite, cute and incomparable nose!"

"Puchi—I mean little Jie'er, is there anyone who praises herself so much? Your thick-skinned problem is really unabated!" Lu Xuran shook his feather fan lightly with a helpless smile on his face. , the connivance that cannot be hidden in the smile.

(End of this chapter)