The real big guys are those with connections in the eyes of the system!

The person in front of her had a mark behind his ear, but it was not the star pattern that she had branded herself, but an irregular red mark.

——This should be just an ordinary birthmark.

A feeling of disappointment instantly enveloped his heart, and Yiqing silently withdrew his hand.

There was no touch on the cheek, and even the feeling of hair being plucked disappeared. The Regent frowned and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Just now the wind was too strong and blew two petals onto His Majesty's head. I was afraid that if others saw it, it would affect His Majesty's dignity, so I took the initiative to remove the petals for His Majesty on impulse."

Yiqing stretched out her hand in front of him and opened it. There were two pink petals lying on her palm.

This flower is quite beautiful.

But it really doesn't fit on his head.

For a moment, the Regent believed this explanation.

But soon he remembered Yiqing's anxious pace just now, and the look in his eyes that was eager to verify something, and he intuitively felt that the other party was hiding something from him.

"Mu Qing, were there flower petals on my hair just now?"

"This... I didn't notice it just now." Mu Qing scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed, "And from where I'm standing, I can't actually see if there's anything on the prince's hair."

"waste!"

Mu Qing touched his nose and said, "Your Majesty is right."

The Regent was too lazy to pay attention to his shameless look and shifted his gaze to Yiqing's face.

He didn't say anything, just stared at her, as if waiting for her to be unable to bear it anymore and tell the truth.

But who is Yiqing, and why would she be frightened by his gaze?

So what if she did lie just now?

As long as the other party cannot provide evidence and cannot guess her true intention, if she said she was taking the petals just now, then she was taking the petals!

In the end, it was the Regent who was defeated first. "This will not happen again."

After saying this, he turned around and returned to his carriage.

-

The driver stood up tremblingly, and after taking two steps, he bowed to Yiqing with gratitude, "Thank you very much, Miss, for saving my life!"

Yiqing whispered, "We'll talk about thanking you later. The most urgent thing is to get the carriage out of the way and clear the way."

The driver suddenly woke up and said, "Yes, yes, you have to give way first."

If he delays a little longer and that gentleman changes his mind again, then he will really die today.

Fortunately, everything went well afterwards.

After the prime minister's car withdrew, the regent's carriage was finally able to pass smoothly.

Seeing that the group of evil spirits were about to leave, the coachman was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly a bow and arrow stretched out from the window of the carriage, lifting the curtain, revealing the iconic silver mask.

The driver's breathing stopped for a moment, and the fear just now filled his heart again, as if an arrow would be aimed at his forehead in the next second.

Just like before, he saw hope in despair, but the hope was shattered in an instant.

The driver subconsciously closed his eyes, looking completely at the mercy of others.

"Don't forget to bring the flowers to my palace later."

The Regent spoke, his tone as indifferent and cold as before, but he was obviously not talking to him, and the expected fatal pain did not come, and the coachman opened his eyes blankly.

He turned his head and tried to follow the Regent's line of sight, when he heard his young lady's voice from behind, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will never forget."

"That's good."

The curtain was lowered and the carriage next door continued to move forward.

After a while, the driver said in a daze: "I... really don't have to die?"

-

A quarter of an hour later, the prime minister's carriage stopped again.

"Miss, here we are."

Yiqing got out of the car and raised her eyes slightly. The four big words "Xianghe Restaurant" suddenly came into her sight.

She stared blankly, somewhat absent-minded.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Biyu asked softly, "Miss, shall we go in now?"

"and many more."

Biyu was puzzled, "Miss, what's wrong?"

Yiqing clenched her fingers, suddenly feeling a little homesick.

"Biyu, I'm... a little nervous."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hearty laugh came from the side, "Come to the restaurant to eat, what's there to be nervous about?"

Yiqing seemed to sense something and turned back subconsciously, and indeed, she saw a familiar face.

—A face she had seen in a portrait.