Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

After Long Ze left, Ye Nanxuan kept looking at Wen Zhiyue. Wen Zhiyue did not dare to raise her head and could only look at the mountains and flowing water outside the pavilion. The beautiful scenery at this moment, under Ye Nanxuan's sharp gaze, could not hide the embarrassment in his heart and the swelling of his blood.

Xuemei looked at Wen Zhiyue who was a little panicked, quietly retreated outside the pavilion, pulled Ye Qi who was guarding outside the pavilion, and walked towards Feiyueyuan.

"How can you, a woman, pull someone's sleeve casually?" Ye Qi asked with a frown.

Xuemei threw off his sleeves, stretched out her little finger towards him, turned around and ran towards Feiyueyuan.

Ye Qi looked at Xuemei running away, then stretched out her hand to look at her little finger, and then touched her head with her hand.

Suddenly remembering something, he ran towards Qixing Pavilion again.

After Xuemei pulled Ye Qi away, Ye Nanxuan didn't take his eyes off Wen Zhiyue.

"The prince has been staring at his daughter for some reason." Wen Zhiyue took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and looked at Ye Nanxuan with soft eyes.

When their eyes met, Ye Nanxuan's heart was racing, and his expression softened, but his eyes were still full of doubts.

He wanted to understand why this woman, who he fell in love with at first sight and fell in love with again, kept shouting his name in a coma, and why she could sleep peacefully in his comfort. He didn't know how to answer because of his complicated heart.

Wen Zhiyue soothed her little heart with swollen veins and walked calmly to Ye Nanxuan, "Your Majesty, you have been looking at your maiden for so long. Isn't it too abrupt?"

"The princess has always been rebellious and never talked to anyone. I don't know when this king actually entered the princess's heart." Ye Nanxuan fumbled for the ring in his hand, his deep eyes looked extremely dull, and he looked at each other. Under Wen Zhiyue's soft gaze, he asked about his doubts in the past two days.

He has been on the battlefield for a long time, but at this moment, his whole body is full of the elegance of a scholar, and his deep eyes are calm and restrained.

Wen Zhiyue averted her eyes in confusion, turned around and looked down at the cliff opposite the pavilion, her heart was filled with turmoil, "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about what you are saying in your sleep."

"Why did the princess smile with tears last night?" Ye Nanxuan walked to Wen Zhiyue calmly, "It can't be because I saved your life again. I am touched."

"My daughter is grateful to the prince for saving her life. If the prince is in trouble in the future, he will repay her with his life." Wen Zhiyue solemnly bowed deeply.

"Although I fight on the battlefield, I never kill innocent people indiscriminately, let alone let those around me die for me." Ye Nanxuan gently helped Wen Zhiyue up, with a warm and deep smile in his doubtful eyes.

"Today, my king does not need you to repay me with your life. If the princess really wants to repay your kindness, why not marry me to relieve my current difficulties."

Wen Zhiyue was shocked and looked at Ye Nanxuan, their eyes meeting each other, "Your Majesty has fought in all directions, and everyone in the world knows the name of the God of War. People in the world will only respect Your Majesty, how can anyone force Your Majesty to do something you don't like."

"I originally thought that the princess and I were the same kind of people. After hearing these words today, I don't know whether the princess did it on purpose or if the princess is just a vulgar person." Ye Nanxuan looked at the cliff in the distance with blurred eyes.

"My daughter was originally a vulgar woman. The prince saved her many times, but now she regrets it." Wen Zhiyue stared at Ye Nanxuan with her serious eyes.

"When I do things, I never care about the past." Ye Nanxuan looked at Wen Zhiyue with firm eyes. "The princess is willing to relieve my worries."

Looking up at Ye Nanxuan, Wen Zhiyue felt a little panicked. In her previous life, Ye Nanxuan followed the imperial decree and married Meng Chan, the daughter of Prime Minister Meng. However, Meng Chan didn't like Ye Nanxuan and wanted to marry the prince. On the wedding day, the maid was asked to marry on her behalf. The maid was afraid that Ye Nanxuan would find out and silence her. She happened to meet Wen Zhiyue who was drugged by Wen Zhirou and fell asleep, so she took off her wedding dress and put it on Wen Zhiyue. The maid ran away by herself. . When Wen Zhiyue opened her eyes, she was already lying on Ye Nanxuan's wedding bed.

For unknown reasons, Wen Zhiyue, instigated by Yu Wenjing and Wen Zhirou, hated Ye Nanxuan.

Thinking of the past with Ye Nanxuan, Wen Zhiyue burst into tears.

"If I have been rude, please forgive me, Princess." Ye Nanxuan looked at Wen Zhiyue, who was full of tears, and turned to walk out of the Seven Star Pavilion.

Seeing that Ye Nanxuan was about to leave, Wen Zhiyue suppressed the sadness in her heart and shouted softly, "Your Majesty, please stay."

Ye Nanxuan stopped and looked at Wen Zhiyue, who was wiping her tears with a handkerchief, with a little expectation in his eyes, "Although I don't know why the princess is crying, I also know that it is me who has touched the princess's sadness."

"My lord, don't worry, the wind carries sand, and the sand blurs my eyes. It will be fine in a while, it will be fine in a minute." Wen Zhiyue lowered her head and looked at the rushing water.

"The family of hundreds of officials in Kyoto only saw that the princess was heroic and had great military and national wisdom, but they didn't know that the princess also had inner pain." Ye Nanxuan walked back to the observation deck of the Seven Star Pavilion.

"My daughter is a woman. She has no military or national wisdom. She is just young and frivolous. She will spend the rest of her life in the back house of the Gaomen Courtyard."

Ye Nanxuan looked at Wen Zhiyue, followed the direction of Wen Zhiyue's eyes, and looked at the river rushing down in the distance.

"After all, we are going to enter the harem, why don't we help each other. The princess will help me solve the problem of marriage, and I will protect the peace of your harem."

"Your Majesty has been fighting in all directions all year round. I would like to take Zhi Yue with me." Wen Zhi Yue's crystal eyes stared at Ye Nanxuan resolutely.

"If Princess is willing, of course you can." Looking at each other, Ye Nanxuan showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Ye Qi hurried over, panting heavily, lowering his head and murmuring, "Your Majesty, I didn't intentionally leave my post without permission. It was Xuemei who pulled me under the pavilion. Just as I was about to come up, Luo Chuan Fei has to compete with Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao just dumped Luo Chuan..."

Ye Qi felt a cold wind pass over his head. He raised his head. Wen Zhiyue passed by him with a faint smile. Ye Nanxuan's cold eyes seemed to want to execute him Ling Chi.

Ye Qi felt a little melancholy in her heart, "The princess must have made the master unhappy. The master is going to become a tyrant again. How will he live this life?"

Luo Chuan stood on a branch, looked at Ye Qi who was disliked, and left with a smile.

After noon, Long Ze led his entourage and ran towards Pancheng. Ye Nanxuan left Qingxian City in the south. Wen Zhiyue, supported by Xuemei, got into the carriage and headed north to Lingxuan Pass.

In the evening, the night was hazy. In a small county town 50 miles away from Qingxian City, Ye Nanxuan was sitting at the tea table, tapping the fingers of his right hand on the table.

"Young Master, the princess has arrived." Ye Qi reported back.

Ye Nanxuan walked out quickly. When he got downstairs, two tables of guests were dining, and the owner was sorting out the accounts. The waiter came over with a smile, "Are the two guests going out, or need to prepare meals."

Ye Nanxuan turned back and looked at Ye Qi coldly, and Ye Qi looked at Ye Nanxuan with a puzzled face.

"Where are the people?" Ye Nanxuan asked reproachfully.

"The princess has gone back to her room to rest."

"This place is not suitable for you. You can go back to Xueyou Pavilion tomorrow."

Ye Qi touched his head in confusion. He thought for a while, he had done nothing wrong recently. It must be the princess who made the master unhappy, and the master took it out on him.