The undercurrent flowing between the two men gradually turned into overt hostility.

Yingqian yawned and waved lazily.

"gone back."

"See you later." Huyan Hongye took half a step back and chuckled: "There are a lot of scenery on this grassland. I want to take you to see it."

He said this deliberately to Xia Hojing.

While talking, I didn't forget to look at him with my peripheral vision.

Noticing Xia Hojing's obviously gloomy expression, Huyan Hongye also frowned.

It seems that his guess was correct.

The relationship between Xia Hojing and Ying Qian is indeed not an ordinary one between siblings.

Yingqian drank most of the energy and was so sleepy that his eyes blurred. He followed Huyan Hongye and nodded and said:

"Okay, then I'll go back and rest first, and you can go back too."

Huyan Hongye nodded slightly. He originally wanted to say a few more words to Yingqian, but Xiahoujing couldn't help it anymore. He walked up with a cold face, grabbed Yingqian's wrist, and took her away without any explanation.

It was rare that he could not control himself like this.

The hand failed to control its strength well, leaving a bright red bruise on Ying's pale wrist.

She felt the pain, took a breath, and said displeasedly:

"No hurries?"

Xia Hojing did not reply,

His face became increasingly ugly.

After walking back to Yingqian's tent, he stopped and looked back at her.

"I've been looking for you all night."

His voice was very soft, but the expression in his eyes became increasingly dark and unclear.

I originally thought that Yingqian would sleep a lot during the day and might want to walk around at night.

Who would have thought that when Xia Hojing came to her camp, she didn't see Ying Qian's shadow.

He was extremely anxious.

My heart is filled with Yingqian's safety.

Who would have imagined that after nearly a whole night, she actually came back with Huyan Hongye.

They have always been together.

We got a lot closer.

That barbarian actually called Yingqian by his name.

How could Xiahou Jing not be jealous?

His imperial sister, for others to even look at her, is blasphemy.

Why is Huyan Hongye qualified to be by her side?

He doesn't deserve it at all!

In this world, only Xiahou Jing can have Yingqian!

Yingqian felt a little uncomfortable under his gloomy gaze. She cleared her throat. She didn't bother to explain, but when she thought that Xia Hojing had been worried for a long time when she found out she wasn't there, she calmed down and said:

"I'm not a child. I'm fine. I'm just walking around. It's getting late. You should go back and rest."

She was terribly sleepy.

Narrowing his eyes, he just wanted to get rid of Xia Hojing and go back to sleep.

She had a perfunctory look on her face.

I didn't take this as a big deal at all.

Xia Hojing lowered his eyes, and his fingertips trembled twice. There were countless dark emotions in his eyes, and they were suppressed one by one. When he raised his eyes again, only worry remained.

"Sister Huang, it's not safe here. I'm just worried about you."

He stayed up all night, thinking about Yingqian all the time. At this time, his voice was extremely hoarse, and his face was even a bit paler than usual.

Yingqian was stunned and suddenly felt a little regretful.

After all, Xia Hojing was worried about her.

Her attitude is really a bit worse.

"I didn't expect you to come back to find me." Yingqian scratched his head and said helplessly: "I will leave a message before I go out next time. Don't worry."

"Next time?" Xia Hojing looked at her, her voice getting softer, "Sister Huang, do you still want to go out with him?"

He took a step further, lowered his head, smelled the faint aroma of wine on Yingqian's body, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Are you still...drinking?"

There was a sense of oppression coming from him.

Only then did Ying Qian notice that the boy who was originally as tall as her had grown into a man who could look down on her.

She was stunned and said:

"It's just a little bit, it's harmless."

"If Sister Huang wants to drink, I can accompany Sister Huang." Xia Hojing held her hand affectionately, and his fingertips slid down to the red bruise he pinched, and he squeezed and massaged it gently, and his voice became deeper and deeper.

.

"There is no need for Huyan Hongye."

He seemed a little aggrieved.

The downcast look on his face was completely different from the usually gentle and calm Prince Seventeen.

It's quite cute.

Ying smiled lightly, rubbed his hair and said:

"You're still taking care of me. I stayed up all night, so go back and have a rest."

She didn't agree.

He deliberately avoided his question.

Is it because of Huyan Hongye?

How long have they known each other, does she already care about him so much?

Xia Hojing still had a smile on his lips, and he always looked obedient in front of Yingqian.

Only he himself knows.

Hidden in the heart, the violence surged up like a tide and gradually took over the entire body.

Hasn't he done enough?

Why can Yingqian still go see other people?

He tried his best to pretend to satisfy her.

But still don't believe it.

He was no longer the only one in her eyes.

This is something Xia Hojing cannot accept no matter what.

He is only shallow.

I just want her.

The thought of losing her one day and marrying someone else, to another man just like she did to him.

Xia Hojing couldn't help but want to go crazy.

He lowered his head, but he couldn't hold it back and slowly hugged Yingqian.

"Sister Royal..."

There is a breath that only belongs to her lingering around her.

Xia Hojing sighed with satisfaction.

That's all he wants.

As long as Yingqian is willing to stay by his side, he is willing to do anything.

"you..."

Yingqian was stunned.

She subconsciously wanted to push Xia Hojing away.
To be continued...