Liu snorted coldly, stood up from the ground and shouted: "Cuiping, go and sort out the account books for the past one or two years, and send them to Yi Weichen early tomorrow morning."

Liu ignored Yimojun and walked out of the door and went back to his room in anger.

Yimojun glanced at Yi Xiner. In the eyes of outsiders, Yi Weichen earned the honor of accidentally injured the Yi family, but no one could imagine that after she became famous in one battle, the impact she brought far exceeded that of outsiders.

Imagination.

He felt mixed feelings and could not say whether he was happy or sad.

It was late at night and Yi Weichen smiled sweetly at Dongfang Che at the door of his house, and waved his hand as a farewell.

She jumped around the back garden of the Marquis' Mansion alone, with the bright moon shining brightly and her mood was extremely comfortable.

"You came back so early!" A cold voice came from behind, which shocked Yi Weichen, and his jumping hands and feet immediately took back.

Yi Weichen turned around awkwardly and said, "His Royal Highness Jing sneaked into my backyard late at night. Are you not afraid that my father will arrest you to the yamen?"

"The Marquis should have arrested me and asked me to marry his daughter!"

The wind-hitting figure came out from behind the big tree. After he left the Marquis' Mansion, he walked around and quietly entered the yard.

He felt very uneasy all night, and Yi Weichen's shadow kept appearing in his mind, and an inexplicable anxiety almost tear him up.

Feng Xi could not force his face to smile, and said with a cold face: "You seem to be in a good mood."

"It's okay, but your highness doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

"Have you decided to marry the third brother?" Feng Xi avoided her question and said directly.

Yi Weichen's eyebrows twitched, and he felt a vague feeling that something was wrong. The wind striking tonight felt very wrong!

"Aren't we all arranged it? My father has prepared the dowry for me, and the Queen Mother has even prepared the clothes for us, and I'll wait for the time to come."

The wind silenced for a moment, and a fire burned in my chest.

The atmosphere became extremely awkward for a moment, and Yi Weichen was not easy to talk to.

Not knowing what Feng Xi was thinking, she felt even more uncomfortable.

"King Jing... Your Highness?"

"Call my name!" Feng Xi's voice was soft, but his tone was firm and determined to not resist.

Yi Weichen was stunned for a moment and said to him: "Fengxi, if you have nothing to do, I will go back first. I want to have a good sleep."

As soon as she turned around, Feng Xi shouted: "Yi Weichen!"

"What?"

She looked at him with her head tilted, but Feng Xi said for a while: "Is it not that the third brother?"

"What?" She frowned inexplicably, but Feng Xi smiled.

"I want to ask you, if you really want to do something, but knowing that doing so will hurt some people, will you still do it?"

Yi Weichen thought for a while and said, "Will you regret not doing this?"

"Yes, if you do it, it may hurt others, and the result may not be fulfilled. But if you don't do it, you will always feel uncomfortable. Maybe I will regret it for the rest of my life."

"Then do it, spend your whole life regretting it, it sounds painful. Does the wind blow you still have something to do?"

"It's okay, go to bed and have a good rest!"

Before Yi Weicen could speak, a figure flashed in front of him, and he had disappeared without a trace. Yi Weicen sighed and said, "What an incomprehensible person."

Feng Zhi stood outside the wall of the Marquis' Mansion, looked up at the red tiled roof and clenched his fists. His figure flashed past and rushed towards the direction of the palace.

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