Chapter 282 Turn around!

She is beautiful and exquisite. She is dressed in a long green skirt, with long green hair, like emerald, crystal clear, and there is no doubt that the exotic style is revealed.

"I'm Zixi!" The other party is the ninth princess of the Tianmu Dynasty, and Zixi is the eldest princess of Tianyang. No matter what she thinks, she can't lose her courtesy by chance on the street. She smiled and pointed to several people and introduced: "This is Ziyan, the sister I just recognized. This is Su Muyue, my apprentice, as for this..."

When Ye Qingyan was introduced, she paused slightly and subconsciously glanced at Ye Qingyan with a trace of worry in her eyes.

"I'm Ye Xiaoyao!" Ye Qingyan smiled lightly, took a step forward and said lightly.

At this moment, his heart was like water. Even if he met Mu Weimian, he was very polite and did not overreact at all.

He told himself that now he is Ye Xiaoyao and has no position to despise or blame, and... he does not have any position.

"Please forgive me, Wei Mian... I have a mercy, I wonder if I can bother you?" Mu Weimian seemed to be a little hesitant. Beiya bit his red lips before he opened his mouth.

"Princess, but it doesn't matter!" Zixi opened his mouth. Although he was not happy, the etiquette was impeccable.

"This... Mr. Xiaoyao, have you seen Wei Mian somewhere? I always feel very familiar with him?" Mu Weimian was a little hesitant, and her bright eyes were green, staring at Ye Qingyan without blinking.

As soon as these words came out, the three women of Zixi changed slightly in an instant.

"The girl is the ninth princess of the Tianmu Dynasty. Her status is noble. Ye is just a cloth. How can she look at the ninth princess? The princess must have admitted it wrong!" Ye Qingyan smiled faintly, with a cold look, smiling at the corners of his lips and a calm posture.

Mu Weimian nodded gently and saw Ye Qingyan's indifferent expression, and there was some inexplicable pain in his heart.

We don't know each other.

Ye Qingyan smiled bitterly in his heart.

"The gift of Mr. Xiaoyao is outstanding, and his cultivation is also extremely high. It's an honor to get to know him!"

Mu Weimian was born in the royal family and has received the strictest etiquette teaching since she was a child. Although she felt a little strange, her appearance was flawless. She slightly sorted out her emotions and smiled.

"It is purely due to luck that Ye can have today's cultivation!" Ye Qingyan shook his head. Although what he said was a little exaggerated, it was also very close to the facts. If he hadn't been so lucky that he could have such a strong cultivation in just a few years, and even be tied with the peerless pride of all parties without falling behind?

"Ms. Ye is modest!" Mu Wei shook her head and smiled.

Ye Qingyan smiled faintly and stopped talking.

"Your Highness, who is this by your side?" Seeing Ye Qingyan's silence, Zixi asked and glanced at the handsome man beside him, with a touch of fun in his eyes.

"Sister Zixi is too polite. Just call her little sister Wei Mian!" Mu Weimian smiled and glanced at the man beside him, with a smile on the corners of his lips, with a trace of sweetness in his eyes, "This is Tuoba Ye, and he is also Wei Mian's future husband!"

Ye Qingyan's face turned white.

"Oh? The future husband?" Zixi's beautiful eyes suddenly cold and said lightly, "As far as I know, the ninth princess is the fiancee of Ye Qingyan, the second prince of the Tianshui Empire. I don't know when she changed the door?"

Ye Qingyan and Ziyan were stunned when they heard Zixi's words. They didn't know what this meant?

"Ye Qingyan..." Suddenly hearing the name, Mu Weimian's face suddenly turned pale, and a trace of reminiscence flashed in his eyes. Although he was not engraved in his heart, he had a little nostalgia. Tuobaye beside him saw Mu Weimian's expression, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Why does my sister speak so unpleasantly?" After a long time, Mu Weimian restrained the complexity in her eyes and frowned and said, "The world knows that Ye Qingyan has died at the bottom of the end of the world. Do you still want me to be loyal to a dead person?"

Su Muyue looked at the woman in front of her who had envious herself since she was a child, and her eyes suddenly felt a little more disgusted. If this kind of thing is put on others, she is naturally understandable, but if the target is her beloved man, she can't stand it. No matter how bad the senior brother is, he is also her own brother, and she can't tolerate others. Talk about it and point fingers.

At this moment, she has some doubts. It is said that Mu Weimian and Ye Qingyan have been together for several years as a teenager and have a very good relationship, but if these are true, why did Mu Weimian give up easily? If it is false, why is Ye Qingyan so sad just now?

I really don't understand.

What's more, she showed no mercy and had no respect for Ye Qingyan. She opened her mouth and closed her mouth, which made Su Muyue slightly angry.

"No one wants you to be loyal!" Zixi sneered, "But are you really sure that Ye Qingyan is dead?"

As soon as this word came out, Ye Qingyan changed color and stared at Zixi without blinking. He didn't even pay attention to Mu Weimian.

Mu Weimian's face suddenly turned pale. After a long time, she reluctantly smiled and covered it up: "Why did Sister Zixi say that Ye Qingyan has died at the bottom of the world. It is known to the world, and there is still questionable?"

Mu Weimian looked a little flustered and clenched her hands, as if adding courage to herself.

"Who said that if you fall into the bottom of the world, you will definitely die!" Zixi's tone was cold, his words were sharp, and his words were ruthless.

Mu Weimian's face was pale, and her exquisite jade body trembled slightly. She knew in her heart that Ye Qingyan was still alive and lived well, which was also the reason for her fear or fear.

"What if you don't die? Anyway, it's also a waste. What's the difference between life or death?" Tuobaye, who had never been silent, suddenly opened his mouth in a cold tone, as if he was extremely contemptuous of Ye Qingyan.

Ye Qingyan withdrew his eyes from Zixi, glanced at Tuoba Ye faintly, and said silently.

"What are you? How dare you say that about Ye Qingyan?" Su Muyue's tone was rarely angry. No matter how bad Ye Qingyan was, he was also his beloved man. If others insulted him, he kept silent and didn't even say a word of protection. In this way, Su Muyue would look down on himself.

If you like it, what do you take to like it? If you say love, what do you take to love? If you don't warm his heart with your gentleness when he is most humble and helpless, then your so-called love or like is pale and has no temperature.

Su Muyue is gentle, but her gentleness is also divided.

Su Muyue is cold and proud, but in front of Ye Qingyan, she has always been gentle, because she knows that for that man, she is willing to keep all the coldness and pride in her heart.

Ziyan also looked cold, and there was a cold light in her beautiful eyes that made people's hearts tremble.

Looking at Su Muyue, Zixi looked admiring. At this moment, Su Muyue is very satisfied. A woman can be not beautiful or not smart, but she must know how to advance and retreat, and know what she should and should not do.

For example, just now, Tuobaye spoke rudely. Although Ye Qingyan's expression was light and he didn't care at all, how could he really not care? At this time, Su Muyue opened her mouth to fight back, which will undoubtedly move Ye Qingyan.

If Su Muyue remained silent just now, although Ye Qingyan would not say anything, she was inevitably disappointed. In the face of the ridicule and abuse of a stranger who did not know the so-called stranger, she did not stand beside Ye Qingyan because of her reservedness and arrogance, but chose to watch, she would inevitably lose a lot of points in Ye Qingyan's heart. What Ye Qingyan needs is a woman who can advance and retreat with him, accompany him to see the beautiful scenery, enjoy the flowers and the moon, and at the same time come to the peak to guide the country. She is not a beautiful vase that only knows how to stand in his back and accept his blessing.

Just now, Zixi opened his mouth, and Su Muyue's fierce words and angry expression. Ye Qingyan vaguely understood that his identity seemed to be no longer a secret in the hearts of the two women. As for whether Ziyan knew it, he could not guess.

"Life and death are determined by heaven, and Ye Qingyan's death is an indisputable fact!" For Su Muyue's angry rebuke, Tuobaye stared at her coldly, then smiled, regained his gentle posture just now, and said with a smile.

"I hope it's true as you two said!" Ye Qingyan suddenly opened his mouth and smiled and said, "I hope Ye Qingyan has already died. At the same time, I wish you two happy lives and grow old together!"

Ye Qingyan looked at the three women of Zixi and whispered, "Let's go!"

The three women nodded, then turned around and returned the same way. There was no nostalgia behind them, and they were extremely free and easy.

Mu Weimian stared at Ye Qingyan's back. Suddenly, she burst into tears and squatted on the ground with her chest. Her heart ached. In a trance, she seemed to feel that she had lost the most important thing in her life.