Chapter 137: Volume 1, Chapter 137: Could It Be That Ye Lanjue Wants to Kiss Back?

"Ah—Imperial Uncle—" Yun Qiyue interrupted Ye Lanjue abruptly.

Then her figure quickly got up from Ye Lanjue, and with the speed of a hundred-meter dash, she went around the desk and ran toward the door.

While running, Yun Qiyue said: "I just remembered I have an urgent matter, I'm leaving first—"

"Bang—"

Yun Qiyue's speed was too fast.

And Ye Lanjue's movement was faster.

Before Yun Qiyue could reach the door, she bumped into a hard chest.

"Hiss—"

It really hurt!

However, at this moment, Yun Qiyue had no time to touch her nose.

So hard!

"Imperial Uncle—you bumped into me and it hurts—"

Yun Qiyue looked up, looking pitifully at Ye Lanjue, her face full of accusation.

That's right, she wanted to calm Ye Lanjue's anger by acting pitiful.

Otherwise, if she angered him this time, how could there be a second time?

However, Yun Qiyue didn't see the eyes full of anger she expected, but instead met a pair of black eyes that were as deep and waveless as an ancient pool.

At this moment, those black eyes seemed to carry a different kind of attraction, making Yun Qiyue unable to look away, and couldn't help but have her heart pounding.

She didn't know if that pounding heart was because of guilt, fear, or something else.

"What? You want to run after provoking this Prince?" Ye Lanjue asked, his voice hoarse, yet flat and waveless, with no hint of emotion.

Yun Qiyue had a headache.

She wanted to hold her forehead.

Because, at this very moment, she really couldn't guess what Ye Lanjue meant by these words.

She couldn't even tell if Ye Lanjue was teasing her or was angry right now.

That, those words, seemed like teasing, but the tone made one not dare to think in that direction.

"Then—" Yun Qiyue probed, "What does Imperial Uncle want?"

If she couldn't guess, she would ask.

Otherwise, guessing back and forth would make her go bald.

Ye Lanjue looked at Yun Qiyue, and finally his gaze fell on Yun Qiyue's lips, his eyes deepening.

Then, Ye Lanjue reached out and slowly moved toward Yun Qiyue's face.

Yun Qiyue felt that her heart was beating like a drum at this moment.

This Ye Lanjue, he wouldn't want to strangle her to death, right?

That wouldn't be the case, right? Just one kiss—oh no, two kisses, and it wasn't the first time—

Just as Yun Qiyue was thinking this, Ye Lanjue's hand had already touched Yun Qiyue's chin.

Then, he pinched it tightly with two fingers, as if pinching a small toy.

Then, Ye Lanjue leaned down—

Yun Qiyue: "..."

Shocked!

Could it be that Ye Lanjue wants to kiss back?

Thinking of this possibility, Yun Qiyue was incomparably excited.

Kissing back was good; this way she wouldn't have to worry about life value for a while.

Yun Qiyue was incomparably expectant, and then, while expectant, couldn't help but close her eyes.

No way, she was too excited.

Yet, the expectant kiss didn't come.

Ye Lanjue said coldly, "Is this what you called the little sentiment of a fiancé and fiancée?"

Eh?

Yun Qiyue opened her eyes and saw Ye Lanjue leaning over and looking at her, with no intention of kissing.

For a time, Yun Qiyue was a bit embarrassed.

After all, she was being sentimental.

She composed her mood, Yun Qiyue calmed down, hooked her neck around Ye Lanjue's, "That's right, Imperial Uncle, how do you feel?"

The two, one pinching the other's chin, one hooking the other's neck, their movements strange and carrying a hint of ambiguity.

Ye Lanjue looked at Yun Qiyue, then suddenly released Yun Qiyue's chin, retreated half a step, and broke free from Yun Qiyue's hand.

"Not how."

But the hand beneath his wide sleeve clenched slightly at this moment.

And only Ye Lanjue himself knew about certain changes in his body.

Yun Qiyue looked at the doorway that had been yielded, smiled and waved her hand, "Imperial Uncle, it's okay, you might not be familiar with this the first time, practice makes perfect, you'll like this kind of little sentiment in the future."

Yun Qiyue said it indifferently, as if the person who had had many psychological activities just now wasn't her.

While speaking, Yun Qiyue walked toward the door.

However, after taking a step, Yun Qiyue suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but remind him, "By the way, Imperial Uncle, the Royal Mansion should have Longshan Yulu, you ruined the Old Master's tea leaves, the Old Master is very unhappy."

As she spoke, Yun Qiyue waved at Ye Lanjue in a very good mood, and then walked out.

Walking out of the study, Yun Qiyue's lips raised a large arc.

Things were simply unexpectedly smooth.

Yun Qiyue left the Regent's Mansion very smoothly, and then, just as Yun Qiyue was preparing to go back, her footsteps suddenly turned, changing direction.

Not long after, Yun Qiyue appeared at the He family's gate.

Today, Yun Qiyue was in a light purple dress, wearing a light-colored veil, and wearing the most popular hairstyle of the time, looking like a young lady from some family; the doorman didn't recognize Yun Qiyue for a time.

So, when Yun Qiyue stepped forward, the doorman asked, "Miss, who are you looking for?"

Yun Qiyue: "Looking for You Lan."

Upon hearing that they were looking for their own Princess, the servant hurriedly said, "I will go and report it right away."

As he spoke, the servant ran in immediately.

Yun Qiyue waited silently.

Only, once she calmed down, her mind couldn't help but think of everything that had happened in the Regent's Mansion just now.

She hadn't felt it before, but now thinking about it, it seemed Ye Lanjue was really indulgent toward her.

But, why?

"Qiyue?"

Just then, a voice sounded, interrupting Yun Qiyue's thoughts.

Yun Qiyue looked up and met He Mingxuan's gentle eyes.

He Mingxuan's eyes were full of joy, "Qiyue, it's really you."

When he heard the servant say a Miss had come for Lan'er, he subconsciously guessed it was Yun Qiyue, and then ran toward this side full of expectation.

Although he had seen her at the palace banquet, he felt as if he hadn't seen her for a long time.

Although Yun Qiyue's face was covered by a veil, just one look made him feel incomparably stunning.

But, thinking of the scene at the Hundred Flowers Banquet where Yun Qiyue chose Ye Lanjue in public, the brightness in He Mingxuan's eyes dimmed.

However, his face remained gentle.

"Come in."

Yun Qiyue nodded and didn't notice He Mingxuan's abnormality.

Afterward, Yun Qiyue followed behind He Mingxuan and arrived at He Youlan's courtyard together.

He Youlan was very excited to see Yun Qiyue come, "Qiyue, my brother said you won against the Xihai Junzhu and Qi Xue at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, is it true? Is it true? Qiyue, you are so amazing, really so amazing, it's a pity I didn't attend the palace banquet."

He Youlan chattered, her face full of excitement.

Because of the excitement, her face was even flushed red.

Seeing He Youlan like this, Yun Qiyue's mood was also infected, and she nodded with a smile.

"Qiyue, if there's a chance, will you play the pipa for me?" After the excitement, He Youlan asked.

Yun Qiyue naturally had nothing she couldn't agree to, so she nodded.

Afterward, Yun Qiyue and He Youlan went into the room, leaving He Mingxuan outside alone.

Once in the room, Yun Qiyue began to apply needles.

After the acupuncture was finished, Yun Qiyue's complexion was still a bit white.

He Youlan stared fixedly at Yun Qiyue's face, her eyes full of suspicion.

"Qiyue, does treating my illness have an effect on your body?" ===== CHAPTER 138 =====