Chapter 115 Return to the Old City

Ling Yue smiled self-deprecatingly: "Don't say you are unpredictable, sometimes even I don't know what to do. How are you and Li Rongrong?

"That's it." Xia Kang can't say whether it's good or bad. Li Rongrong is just a tool for him, and even a decoration.

"You should not regard her as a decoration or tool. The seemingly useless decoration will always play a role at the most critical time, whether it is beneficial or harmful to you."

"Are you reminding me?"

"It's okay."

Liu Ye gently put the brewed tea on the table. Xia Kang took a look at Liu Ye and said with a smile, " Liu Ye, your martial arts are good."

"Ye." Liu Ye answered and then left.

Xia Kang frowned slightly. He had never seen a slave who dared to treat him like this: "You are very proud."

"Ryu Ye is my brother, not a slave." Ling Yue recalled the scene when Xia Kang satirized the night in Cang Kingdom, "You don't seem to like the palace people very much? Or do you have any knot? I've always been curious about how you can say that to Liu Ye with your temperament.

"What are you talking about?"

"In Cangguo, the first time you saw Liu Ye, you said that he was a slave who served people in **. Have you forgotten?"

Xia Kang smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect you to remember my unintentional words so clearly."

"It's not an unintentional word. When you said that sentence, you were full of hatred. Why did you hate Liu Ye when you met him for the first time?

"I don't want to go back to this."

"Well, my mouth is on you, and I can't force it."

Unexpectedly, Ling Yue did not continue to ask questions, which made Xia Kang a little uncomfortable, but Xia Kang knew that what he said to Liu Ye had planted a thorn in Ling Yue's heart. After a moment of meditation, Xia Kang said, "In those years, there was a eunuch beside my father who was more beautiful than Du Gulan."

Ling Yue didn't say anything, but nodded slightly and waited for Xia Kang to continue.

Xia Kang's expression was lonely: "That eunuch framed my biological mother Liu Shi with the intention of killing the king, so my mother was given poisoned wine and died."

"Is this the source of your hatred for Liu Ye?" Ling Yue asked.

"Yes, the disaster of eunuchs has always been my most annoying."

Liu Ye lowered his eyes and said lightly, "You're right. Eunuchs are really the most annoying."

Xia Kang was shocked. He didn't expect Liu Ye, as a palace man, to say that: "Xu Ye, if there is anything wrong, I'm sorry here."

"Ye." Liu Ye didn't have any expression on his face, but answered in a low voice.

"The evil of eunuchs lies in food." Ling Yue muttered, "Let's drink tea. This is a tribute from the State of Chu and waiting for tea on the ground."

Xia Kang picked up the teacup, just took a sip and put down the teacup: "Ha ha, I heard that the best tea in Xia is at Wu Yong, the Supervision Institute. Now it seems that it should be with you."

Ling Yue shook her head: "This tea was given to me by Wu Yong. Is it delicious?"

"Seriously, I'm not very good at tasting tea. If you let me drink, I can say that I'm ugly. This tea is all the same taste in my opinion.

"Frankly enough, to be honest, I don't know whether the tea is good or bad. Let's drink it like this."

"How's the supervisory court?"

"Very good, there are two people who investigate the affairs of the imperial court, and there are night in the affairs of the world. As for me, I just need to read these books and take over the affairs of the Chamber of Commerce."

Xia Kang turned his head and looked doubtful: "Why did you choose the most useless receiver?"

"The least useful? Do you mean those chambers of commerce?

"No matter how rich a businessman is, he has to bow his head in front of those in power. Although the world is far away from the imperial court, it should not be underestimated. That's why I said, why did you choose the most useless takeover? You are the president of the supervisory institute.

"It is because I am the president of the Supervision Institute that I have to choose the Chamber of Commerce. I don't understand this to you." Ling Yue waved her hand and pointed to dozens of books on the table. "You can pick one and have a look."

Xia Kang took several account books at the top, looked through a few pages casually, and frowned, "This account book is so strange, and what is written on it?"

Ling Yue smiled and said, "I'm afraid there are few people who can understand these books in the world. This is the reason why your emperor's father is so anxious. In fact, even if he understands it, he can't understand the deep meaning."

"Wait, this..." Xia Kang put down the account book in his hand and selected a few more books. After reading them, he wondered: "Strange, why are the handwriting of these books made by one person?"

"You're right. More than 350 books are all from the same person, that is, the president of the Supervision Institute."

"more than 300 books?"

"Yes, the dean has put so much effort into it. Do you think I can not choose the Chamber of Commerce? What's more, I'm not familiar with the imperial court, and I'm not familiar with the world. Of course, I have to choose one that I'm familiar with.

"Hm?" Xia Kang's doubt became more and more intense, "You are the princess of Cang Kingdom. How can you not be familiar with the court? Instead, are you familiar with the Chamber of Commerce?"

"Yo, don't be so serious. It will be annoying."

“......”

"I think you should have something else today besides expressing your admiration for me." Ling Yue held the teacup, and the tea mist slowly rose.

"No."

"No?"

Xia Kang smiled and said, "No, you really think it's too complicated."

Ling Yue outlined an almost perfect arc at the corners of her mouth: "Yes, I'm thinking too complicated, too complicated, hahaha..."

"Since the dean still has so many books to read, I won't bother."

"Okay, come and play when you have time."

Out of the Qinghe Hall, Xia Kang looked up, and the blue sky was as transparent as water. After all, I still can't get her, Murong Lingyue. Why didn't he express his admiration to Ling Yue earlier than Xia Wuchen in Yiyun Mountain? No, it should not be Yiyun Mountain, but Liuzhou.

When Ling Yue was seriously injured that day, he already knew that he would only love Ling Yue as a woman in his life. But at that time, he had too many worries, so heavy that he even found it difficult for him to breathe. The generals and soldiers of the three armies have not been rewarded, and their ambitions have not been extinguished. How can he love his children?

Ling Yue closed the account book and had no intention to continue reading.

"Sister, I think he is sincere to you."

"I know."

"Why are you..."

"Lian, I know what you want to say. Even you can see that Xia Kang is more sincere to me than Wuchen. How can I not feel it myself? But I don't like King Kang.

"Why?"

Ling Yue smiled and said, "What's the reason for this? If you don't like it, you don't like it."

"If you don't like it, you don't like it." Liu Ye muttered Ling Yue's words.

"Yes, there is no reason for many things."

Outside the city gate, a two-wheeled green carriage slowly stopped.

The woman in a gauze embroidered skirt slowly walked out of the carriage, and a young man in a maroon dress got off with the woman.

The woman's skin is as white as snow and her lips are red. There is a little cinnabar red mole between the eyebrows, which is red as if it is bleeding. If you look closely, you will find that the appearance of a woman is somewhat similar to that of a man. It's just that the woman's eyes are clearer and innocent.

"Brother, it's still the same as when I left."

"The dean is dead, sister, you don't have to worry about it."

Xie Yinxue's eyes flashed with tears: "Wuchen, are you all right?"

"Your Highness... everything is fine."

"Since he is fine, why didn't he come to see me?"

Xie Tingyu took a few steps forward, as if he was hesitant, but he made up his mind: "Your Highness, there are already someone I like."

Xie Yinxue turned her head quietly and said with tears on her face: "Who is it?"

"Princess Qinghe, Murong Lingyue."

Xie Yinxue smiled miserably: "Then my brother will kill her for me."

"Sister, you're tired. Go home first."

Pushing open the black iron door, you can see the flowers and plants in the garden, and the corridor is full of cats lazily basking in the sun.

Xie Yinxue stood at the door and did not go in.

"Yinxue? What's wrong?"

"Cat." Xie Yinxue's shoulders trembled slightly, "Why do you have so many cats?"

"If you have nothing to do, keep some cats. Doesn't your little sister like it?

"If you like it and go back to your hometown, how can you not like it?"

The moonlight is blurred, gently stroked the strings, the sound is like crying, and the smell of tears is also broken.

Xie Yinxue sat in the courtyard, gently stroking the piano like a phantom. Not far away, Xie Tingyu stood under a osmanthus tree with his hands behind his hand and looked at his sister from afar. He remembered that Xie Yinxue was not like this, with a smile, and it seemed that there was nothing she could worry about. At that time, because of her father's protection, she lived a life of human suffering.

Now, Xie Yinxue, who is sitting in the distance stroking the piano, is thin and almost transparent, as if she will disappear in noticing. Although the face is still the same, it is a little sad. Not only that, Xie Tingyu felt the murderous spirit in his sister that he had never seen before.

The feminine and cold makes people unable to approach.