Chapter 195 Confession ([-])

After a long time, Ling Xian'er looked away, and met Qin Youchen's gentle eyes.

Those eyes are so gentle that water can almost drip out, just looking at them quietly like this can make people fall.

Ling Xian'er choked for breath, as if a little deer had come to life in her heart, and she could clearly sense it, alive and kicking.

She had never noticed such gentle eyes before.

Thinking about it now, every time Qin Youchen looked at her, he seemed to have such an expression.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian'er couldn't help swallowing.

According to what Banxia and Zhu Shazhi said, Qin Youchen treats her differently from others, so how does Qin Youchen feel towards her?

Do you like it?Or simply have a good impression?

Or neither, just think she is different from other ladies, so she is more interested?

Thinking of such a situation, Ling Xian'er couldn't help but feel slightly blocked.

At this time, she completely forgot what Shen Yang and Yun Fuzhi had said.

Ling Xian'er bit her lower lip lightly, she didn't dare to think about it.

Because no matter how clear she is in her heart, in the eyes of outsiders, she is always Princess Yi. Even if she has not worshiped heaven and earth, even if she has not entered the bridal chamber, even after she travels, the first person she met was Qin Youchen, not Qin Zhiyi. , After all, it can't match the three words "Concubine Yi".

She doesn't need to think about her own reputation, but what about Qin Youchen?
This cold and exiled person;

This godlike man;

this revered man;

This person who is respected by the people as a general believer...

How could she be selfish for herself and not consider him?

Thinking about it this way, Ling Xian'er felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured head-on, directly drowning the frantic deer in her heart!
He bowed his head a little disappointed, but his heart couldn't stop being sad.

Qin Youchen keenly sensed that something was wrong with Ling Xian'er, and seemed a little sad, a little sad.

He frowned slightly worried, and his voice was also concerned: "Xiao Xiao, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Xian'er raised her eyes and met Qin Youchen's worried eyes.

She bit the soft flesh on her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and asked instead: "Uncle Fourteen, do you hate me?"

Qin Youchen was a little surprised when he heard this answer.

Could it be that her sudden depression was because of this incident?
"Little, I won't hate you, never will."

It's too late to like you, how can I hate you...

After Qin Youchen silently added something in his heart, he asked again: "Why do you suddenly think so?"

"Because, in name, I am Uncle Fourteen's nephew... Even so, Qin Zhiyi and I have never paid homage to each other, let alone entered the bridal chamber!"

Before finishing the previous words, Ling Xian'er suddenly thought of something and eagerly explained.

Qin Youchen smiled and said, "I know, I was there on the day of your wedding."

So he knew that she deliberately didn't pay homage to Qin Zhiyi, and afterwards, she angered Qin Zhiyi out of the main courtyard.

As a result, before Zhu Shazhi entered the door, Qin Zhiyi could only live in the study every day.

The smile on Qin Youchen's face suddenly stopped, recalling what Ling Xian'er said just now, there seemed to be an idea in his heart, which gradually grew in his heart.

He suddenly wanted to do something, something he had to do even if he knew it might fail...

"Little, I have something to say to you. Are you willing to listen?"

(End of this chapter)

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