The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 162 The Secret in the Alley
Ye Jinlan paused for a moment, then said, "It was your father who hosted the banquet."

"And why did you attend the banquet?!" Zhi Xing pointed at Ye Jinlan with the bloodstained hairpin, her tone like a hedgehog with its quills popped out.

Ye Jinlan paused slightly, took out a red invitation from her bosom, sighed helplessly, and said, "I want to see you."

Zhi Xing's body stiffened for a moment, and she let the hairpin in her hand fall to the ground with a weak laugh, "Are you satisfied now?"

"what?"

Zhi Xing's eyes were red: "Are you satisfied now that you see me like this?"

A wave of guilt washed over Ye Jinlan, and she said, "I'm sorry, Miss Xie, I didn't know your father meant that..."

Zhi Xing stared blankly at the roof beam, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Hehe... Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

She laughed as tears streamed down her face like rain, leaving a bitter, aching pain in her throat.

Ye Jingnian went to such lengths to bring her and Ye Jinlan together...

Night view year! Are you really that heartless?!

Under the moonlight, Ye Jinlan's features were particularly distinct, and his handsome eyes showed no frivolity, only sincere concern for her.

“Miss Xie, a woman’s chastity is of utmost importance. I swear on my life that I would never take advantage of someone in distress.”

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the door, intending to break down the tightly closed double doors.

The cuff of her sleeve was pulled by Zhixing, who was sitting next to her, and stained with a patch of blood.

Ye Jinlan looked down at her, somewhat puzzled.

Zhi Xing stared blankly into the distance and said, "Let's wait for someone to open the door."

Ye Jinlan frowned slightly, looking at her unusual appearance with some curiosity.

He took a deep breath, looked at her biting her lip hard, and said, "Miss Xie, I have a way to make you feel better."

Before Zhi Xing could even look up, he chopped her on the back of the neck with a chop, and she instantly fainted.

The next morning, the Xie residence was in an uproar.

When the news that Prince Xian had spent the night in Miss's boudoir spread throughout the entire mansion, Zhi Xing finally woke up from her bed in a daze. The part of her hand that had been pricked by the hairpin had already been bandaged.

"Miss!" The maid rushed in and said, "His Highness Prince Xian has arrived at the front hall with the betrothal gifts."

In the front hall, Ye Jinlan was handing the gift list to the Imperial Censor when he saw Zhixing approaching. He went over to greet her and asked, "I used a bit too much force last night. Does your neck still hurt?"

Zhi Xing walked past him expressionlessly, took the gift list from the Imperial Censor's hand, and looked at it.

Ye Jinlan turned around, walked behind her, and said with his head down, "Miss Xie, regarding what happened last night... After much thought, I believe that proposing marriage to you is the most appropriate thing for you."

Mentioning last night, the Imperial Censor lowered his head somewhat guiltily, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and then said with feigned seriousness, "Daughter, it's all that maid's fault for being confused last night and helping you into the wrong room. Father has already ordered her to be punished."

Ye Jinlan looked at the Imperial Censor and snorted coldly, saying, "The Imperial Censor knows best whose idea it was. I can overlook it, but Miss Xie is your daughter..."

He looked at the Imperial Censor with a cold gaze and said, "I hope you can apologize properly."

"Yes, yes, Zhaozhi, your father will definitely make it up to you." The Imperial Censor never dared to raise his head.

Ye Jinlan sighed softly and said, "Miss Xie, I won't force you, but... this is the best advice for you. Please think this over carefully." With that, he turned and left.

After seeing Ye Jinlan off, the Imperial Censor returned to the front hall and saw that Zhixing was still standing there. He cautiously walked to her side and said, "Zhaozhi, you must know that I dare not disobey the Crown Prince's orders..."

Zhi Xing closed the gift list, slammed it against his old face, and left without saying a word.

The Imperial Censor cried out in pain, then looked anxiously in the direction she had left and asked, "Zhaozhi! Are you going to marry her or not?"

The ground was wet after the rain. Li Zhiwan reached out her hand from under the umbrella, and when she saw that the rain had stopped, she put the oil-paper umbrella back in her hand.

She sniffled sadly, wiping the tears from her face with a handkerchief. The owner of the jade pendant had just appeared, and Prince Xian had already gone to the Xie residence to propose marriage. How could she not be heartbroken...

Thinking of this, she lowered her head in frustration. She really wanted to see what Miss Xie looked like that made the prince so infatuated.

Just as she was heading to the fabric shop ahead, her attention was suddenly drawn to the narrow alleyway she was about to pass through.

"Miss Xie, may I ask how you obtained the star-shaped jade pendant in your hand?"

Miss Xie? That voice... is it Mu Jiyue?
Li Zhiwan stopped and walked up the steps to the eaves of the alley entrance, listening intently.

"Princess Qinxue dragged me here just to ask such a trivial question?" Zhixing said coldly, turning to leave.

"Zhi Xing, that night, your Crown Prince begged me like that just to save you, this heartless and ungrateful woman?"

Hiding in the corner, Li Zhiwan held her breath, her face filled with shock.

Zhi Xing? Wasn't Zhi Xing, who was next to Ye Jingnian, dead?
Upon hearing this, Zhi Xing stopped and turned around, looking at her and saying, "His Highness has been looking for you?"

Mu Jiyue smiled slightly, walked slowly to her, and said, "Give me the jade pendant, and I can save your prince."

"Save?" Zhi Xing frowned, looking at her with confusion, and asked, "What's wrong with Your Highness?"

"Oh dear, didn't he mention it to you?" Mu Jiyue clicked her tongue a few times. Indeed, the fact that she's still alive suggests her relationship with Ye Jingnian isn't exactly great...

Zhi Xing turned her face away, looking at her with an ambiguous expression, and said, "Explain yourself."

Mu Jiyue chuckled a few times and said, "Give me the jade pendant, and I'll tell you."

Zhi Xing recalled the scene at the beginning of the year when she first saw Mu Jiyue; her face had turned so pale, and her expression became complicated.

But what if... Ye Jingnian really has some unspeakable secret?

She considered it for a moment and said, "I'll think about it."

Mu Jiyue shrugged indifferently and said, "Whatever."

As they reached the alley entrance, Zhi Xing saw Li Zhi Wan's terrified expression and knew something was wrong. She hurriedly pulled Li Zhi Wan into the alley.

Mu Jiyue looked at the flustered Zhi Xing, sneered, crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, saying, "Since you heard it, let's silence her."

Zhi Xing's eyes darkened. Killing Bai Muling had already put her in danger. And what kind of status did the daughter of the Prime Minister have?

She gritted her teeth, looked at Li Zhiwan who was struggling while her mouth was covered, and silently recited an amnesia spell.

Li Zhiwan's vision went black, and she fainted. When she woke up, she saw the beautiful woman squatting in front of her. She raised her hand to rub her head and looked at her, saying, "Miss, who are you?"

The girl's hairpins swayed in the breeze, and her exquisite makeup accentuated her delicate features. A cold and aloof aura emanated from her, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow.