Qian Yin paused. She heard Yun Shang say, "go on packing. Tell the servants to prepare the carriage for me."
Qian Yin was in a dilemma. She was supposed to be the maid of the princess, and it was natural for her to obey the order of her highness. But she hesitated when she thought of the frightening look of the prince jing.
Just when Qian Yin was wondering whether she should listen to Yun Shang or Prince Jing, Prince Jing said to Yun Shang with a touch of fondness, "well, that's enough. That's all my fault. I shouldn't have disappeared on you. I make you tired. It's all my fault. Don't get angry."
Qian Yin stood still as if she was struck by lightning. There was a rumble of thunder in her head. It was obviously Prince Jing's voice, but his spoiled tone couldn't be thought of Prince Jing's cold face.
Qian Yin was in a trance when she heard Yun Shang groan like a little girl who was ill tempered. Then she said, "go away. I don't want to see you."
But her voice was not like the tone of ordinary ladies when they were angry, but with a bit of girlish charm.
Qian Yin shivered again and left in a hurry.
On the bed, Prince Jing had taken off the dagger from Yun Shang's hand and held her in his arms. He forced a smile and said, "honey, I'm sorry. Could you please give me a chance to explain to you? Huh? "
The last word "huh" rose slightly, which made Yun Shang tremble. Then she sighed, "what to explain? In the end, you are always right, whatever you do is reasonable."
Prince Jing heard her and hurriedly said, "no, it's my fault this time. I'm just used to coming and going alone. I forget that there is a woman living in my mansion. She is my wife, who will worry about my safety, will rush for my affairs, and will be implicated because of me. It's my fault. I won't do this again. I promise. No matter what happens, I will tell you the first time. I will never hide anything from you from now on. Okay? "
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