The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

"You don't love me as much as you think, do you? Go away, you said it, don't regret it."

Ye Ying turned around and flew out. Yuan Ling'er suddenly subconsciously lifted the door curtain and looked out.

Ye Ying was seen standing on the horse while the horse was still galloping at full speed.

The car was about to be shaken apart by them, but Yuan Ling'er could see that the direction was towards the princess's mansion.

Ye Ying stood with his hands behind his back, looking back as if to say goodbye. Ling'er knew that Ye Ying's body had recovered a little. If he left, he could disappear in the night and never see her again in this life.

She held onto the clothes torn by Ye Ying with one hand and tightly grasped the reins with the other hand, "Don't go." Yuan Ling'er still said this.

Ye Ying suddenly laughed while standing on the horse, her laugh was so arrogant and so disdainful.

"If you ask me not to leave, then follow me in. Will you?"

"Ye Ying, I won't force you, and you don't force me. If you really don't like me, I will marry Xing Qian. But don't leave before I get married."

At this time, the tears on Yuan Ling'er's face had been dried by the wind.

Although her hairstyle was messy and her hair was loose, and she was holding the collar of her clothes with one hand, looking a little embarrassed, the other hand was holding the reins tightly.

Even though she let the horse run wildly, there was no panic in her eyes anymore.

She wanted to drive the carriage herself and make it steady. Ye Ying jumped off the horse and sat back in front of the door.

He grabbed the reins from Yuan Ling'er's hand, and his eyes also noticed the blood on her hand scratched by the reins.

Ye Ying pushed her into the car and pulled the door curtain closed.

He drove the carriage in silence again, and it gradually stabilized. Yuan Ling'er sat in the carriage and sighed to the sky.

Why was she afraid? If she said she wasn't afraid, it would be a lie. She didn't dare to get close to Ye Ying when she saw her expression.

Even though she liked him so much, she couldn't help wanting to run away when he got close to her.

But I really like it! But the fear in my heart seems to have won.

In fact, Yuan Ling'er herself once thought about why she couldn't marry the person she loved like Fan Yue?

But if it were me, on one side was the powerful Seventh Prince, with countless wealth and splendor behind him, and he was the mother of the country.

On one side is a titular prince who is about to die, and what will she choose after being a widow for many years?

Maybe I really am not worthy, and it is my own problem that my love is not pure enough?

But Ye Ying also has problems. He is hot and cold, and he is distant and close. He has never shown her his determination to be with her and his exclusive love for her.

Of course she didn't dare to pay, Yuan Ling'er looked at her wrist. It was already bruised, the mark of him grabbing her just now.

He used so much force, as if it was real. His hurt was so real.

After getting off the car, Yuan Ling'er wrapped her cloak tightly and put on her hat as usual.

As soon as they entered the princess's mansion, maids came up and Ye Ying followed them.

Seeing Yuan Ling'er walk into her big house, Ye Ying disappeared into the darkness.

I have never liked girls like this. His sister is cute and pretty, but she has a cold personality.

She has experienced the sufferings of the world. She is not spoiled and is very independent. He likes people like this.

Yuan Ling'er's pride comes from her background and the comparison with the people around her.

They guarded her, protected her, and even doted on her, making her like a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers and a little silly. She did things without rules.

But she is too proud. I don’t know why she is so proud. She is just an ordinary human being.

He doesn't like such people, but he also doesn't like such people crying, being afraid and uneasy.

The best thing for them is to live in peace and harmony in different places.

He couldn't pamper her like the people around her. But if he didn't pamper her, she would become unhappy, which was very contradictory.