The urgency of Mulberry Ye made An Yu's smile gradually fall, and he asked expressionlessly: It's difficult to have a cup of tea with me?

This question suddenly woke Sang Ye up. She realized once again that the person in front of her was no longer the confidant who talked about the past and present, and only had temptation and fear.

Suppressing the indescribable melancholy in his heart, Sang Ye was worried that An Yu, who was annoyed and moody, had to pick up the teacup as he wanted and took a sip, but it was a little difficult to swallow.

How? Have you made progress compared to before? An Yu's face smiled again, and his eagerness to offer treasures made him look a little more real.

But Sang Ye had already learned about his ability to change his face and knew that this face was also his disguise. In addition to being sad, he felt more alert.

A few smiles were pulled out from the corner of her mouth, and nodded: Your Highness’s tea art is even more important than before!

An Yu was very happy, and picked up the teacup and savored it carefully. He said with a little regret: If you use the spring water from the back cliff of Zhaoruo Temple, the tea must be more than three points, but it doesn't matter.

Speaking of this, An Yu paused for a moment, his eyes fell on Sang Ye, and he smiled and said: You will follow me back to Beijing in the future, and I will take you to Zhaoruo Temple again, and we will have a tea by the spring.

Bang!

The tea cup fell from the mulberry leaves's hand and instantly turned into pieces. She stared at An Yu tightly and gritted her teeth and asked: Is this your condition? Let me go to the capital with you?

An Yu did not care about Sang Ye's offense, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually deepened: You are still so smart! It is an indirect admission that the condition that he lets Huan'er was to let Sang Ye go to the capital with him.

Impossible! Sang Ye didn't expect to refuse, and slowly stood up with his heavy waist. His eyes were full of incredible feelings: Not to mention that I am a wife, it is impossible to take my family to the capital with Your Highness. Even if I can go, my wife, and what can I help Your Highness?

At this time, Mang Ye did not think elsewhere, thinking that An Yu was suspicious, and suspected that she had the special ability to communicate with plants. However, whether it was for the sake of her family or her own safety, she would never be able to go to the capital and live under his eyelids every day.

Sang Ye's attitude was as expected by An Yu. He was not angry, but just said sarcastically: I thought you treated Huan'er as your own, but now it seems that this is the case!

Sang Ye was too lazy to pretend, and retorted: It was better than you, the uncle who threatened me, the woman with his nephew's life!

She understood that this person just couldn't stand her own good. First, during the talent show, she used her maid as a raft to humiliate those noble girls, and almost became the target of public criticism. Later, she fled with Huan'er, and he ordered people to chase her all the way, forcing her to risk her life to jump off the cliff and die.

Now, he even threatened Huan'er and tried to get her into the whirlpool of the imperial city again. If he had known that it was such a dark thing, he would not have taken the risk of saving him in Zhaoruo Temple. If he had been killed by the eldest prince, there would be no such thing as the rest.

Unexpectedly, An Yu was not angry, as if he had thought of something, and for a moment, the smile on his face became much more sincere. But seeing the malice in Sang Ye's eyes, his eyes sank and asked: Are you regretting, regret saving me back then?

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As mentioned earlier, this article does not involve palace fighting or something. The current plot is for the following text and there will not be too much content. It is just that it is very sloppy. Just this is just a little bit today, and try to write more tomorrow.
Chapter completed!