He Yuan looked at He Xun's expression of hating her with some amusement. He Xunming didn't need to say that she could know what he had thought of just now. It was not something worth laughing about, it was worth getting angry and sad, but she smiled extremely brightly at this time.

She approached He Xun gently, with infinite charm in her voice: "What, little guard? Even you dislike me. Do you really think those rumors are true?"

He Xun was about to open his lips and say his answer when he heard He Yuan's voice sound softly: "You have to think about it, if you say something that I cannot accept, that's all. I will not bother you in the future, and there will be no connection between us."

Although she said it calmly, she was worried inside. She was still afraid, she was afraid that what he said was an answer she could not accept. But he had already spit out the first word: "I..." He Yuan closed her eyes in fear. She didn't dare to listen anymore, and she didn't dare to face the upcoming answer again.

"There is no wind and waves." In just five short words, he spoke sharply and coldly, just like the sharp sword she had when she first met him. At that time, he walked into her heart with a long sword in his hand, but now he wanted to leave her in the same cold way. He Yuan opened his mouth several times, but in the end he was unable to say parting words. Can she regret it, can she take back what she said just now?

"Can I leave?" He Yuan heard He Xun's question, raised his head to look at him, and his heart was mixed. She lowered her head and showed a bitter smile and said, "Do you really want to leave that way?" He Xun replied without hesitation: "Yes."

He Yuan's throat seemed to be choked up suddenly, and she vented the rest of her words with difficulty: "Have you ever been moved by me even in the past six years?"

He Xun frowned and silently fought against the rope that bound him. Then he said, "If Miss He tastes the feeling of being bound, you must not be so happy."

How could He Yuan not notice his little movement? She moved her lotus step lightly to him, squatted down and untied the ropes for him. Several strands of hair on her forehead quietly slid down with her movements, floating on the side of her face, which looked particularly beautiful. She smiled and pretended to be careless: "Where is her better than me, and she is worthy of your life for her?"

He Xun showed her familiar expression of admiration, and his tone became softer unconsciously: "Your Majesty, she is good everywhere."

He Yuan swallowed the bitterness in his throat and said to him: "Little guard, this farewell may never be seen again. Don't you really regret it?"

He Xun had no nostalgia at all. He only paid attention to He Yuan's movements. When he heard He Yuan's question, he replied casually: "Since Miss He knows that he is not young, he should think about major events in life. He really shouldn't meet me again, and it's just a waste of his reputation."

He Yuan always understood in her heart that He Xun had no favoritism for her at all, but she still had a glimmer of hope and thought that He Xun would just let He Xun see her. If He Xun could see her, she would be willing to give whatever she wanted. So she tied him up, and she only allowed her to see her in his eyes. In the past six years, she didn't know whether the person she tied up was He Xun or her. The person she bound was clearly herself...

He Yuan's tears fell to the ground one by one, splashing a small splash of water. He Xun felt the force of the rope loosen. When he was about to get up, he felt a little chill on the back of his hand. He looked upwards and faced He Yuan's expression.

He Xun was stunned. He had never seen such a situation before. He was panicked for a moment and didn't know how to deal with it. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to He Yuan's cheek: "Stop crying, girls can't cry easily in front of outsiders."

He Yuan laughed out loud when she heard his stupid words. There were still tears hanging on her cheeks and said, "You have never heard of these messy words?" Then she took the handkerchief in his hand and said, "Since you gave me a handkerchief, I can't give you a gift." She took off the jade pendant she carried with her and handed it to He Xun: "Here, take it."

He Xun refused and said, "No need, you return the veil to me." He Yuan smiled sly when he heard his words: "What you gave me is what you gave me, how can you take it back? Don't keep your word! Do you hold it? If you don't take it, I won't let you go!"

He Xun scratched his head and took the jade pendant in her hand: "Keep your word, I'll leave now." Then, as if he was afraid that He Yuan would repent, he grabbed the jade pendant in her hand, and then ran quickly towards the exit not far away.

He Yuan looked at his back as fast as the wind and couldn't help laughing. The silver bell-like laughter echoed in the room, and it had not stopped for a long time.

This is the boy she loved. She was so afraid that He Xun would leave that way, so that she would never have the chance to be with him again. She would not allow herself to accept such a person, such as someone who left without caring about her.

Little guard, I'm sorry, I may have to break my promise. Next time I will arrange this place more comfortable and invite you to come, hehe.

At this time, Xu Yan, who was sitting in the room, kept paced, thinking about where to start to check Yunlang's affairs. She was a person who could not use it in a big way, so when she thought about Yunlang, she would unconsciously think about Peng Yue and Lu Huai's affairs. And just in the morning, she still irrationally told the civil and military officials that Yunqi would be the official directly. When she thought about this, she wanted to go back to the past and slap her two big ears.

The brainlessness of this matter once made her wonder if she had really burned her brain. She sighed, nodding at all about these things that were about to be dealt with.

"Knock" There was a knock on the door outside, and Xu Yan said irritably: "Come in."

The person who came was Yingchun. She respectfully put the memorial in her hand into Xu Yan's hand and said, "Your Majesty, this is the memorial that the Ministry of Rites has just asked someone to send."

Xu Yan frowned, took the memorial with some confusion and opened it, muttering: "Ministry of Rites? Where are there any activities to be done recently?" She didn't know, but when she saw the key words on the memorial, she understood what the Ministry of Rites wanted to do.

The Flower God Festival is held every spring and summer. In fact, this festival is just a popular festival among the people, and these festivals are not held in the palace. Moreover, the Flower God Festival has the meaning of men and women in the folk, so the meaning of the Flower God Festival is not that simple.

Xu Yan touched his chin and looked at the words that the Minister of Rites used in his memorials, and couldn't help laughing. After carefully studying every word and sentence above, he found that he actually wanted several single ministers in their court who had not found a partner yet, as well as Xu Yan, the largest official in Xu State, to have a date together.

Although the Minister of Rites is not popular at ordinary times, he can always give her some surprises at critical moments. Xu Yan raised her eyebrows, and she was still worried about the opportunity to make an appointment with Lu Huai and Peng Yue to see what was going on. So, the opportunity actually came to her door.

Xu Yan picked up the brush and dipped it ink, and waved it on the memorial and wrote: "It's accurate!"
Chapter completed!