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On the carriage.

"Is there something dirty on my face?"

Seeing that Ye Beimo had been staring at him blankly since just now, Ye Qingluo raised his sleeve and tried to wipe it but was grabbed by another hand.

"No."

He held Ye Qingluo's slender arm, but his eyes never moved away. He felt extremely at ease looking at the woman in front of him.

After a long while, he finally uttered, "Ye Qingluo, I'm glad to see that you're okay."

"Ok?"

Ye Qingluo was puzzled. She looked into his deep eyes and seemed to understand something. "Have you been to that cliff?"

Ye Beimo responded softly, took out the pearl hairpin, with unknown emotions churning in his eyes.

Ye Qingluo chuckled and tilted his head to look at him, "Your Highness, you don't think it was me who fell off the cliff, do you?"

"I made those marks on purpose."

"I am late, I'm sorry."

Ye Qingluo's expression froze. He always felt that there was something wrong with the way this prince looked at him since he got on the carriage. Now he was apologizing to him. His mood was complicated for a moment.

She pulled out her hand that Ye Beimo was holding, and said calmly, "How can I blame you for this?"

As she spoke, she looked at Madam Chu who was still unconscious, with a cold light in her eyes, "If you want to blame someone, blame those with ulterior motives!"

Ye Beimo said, "The assassination and robbery this time were all done by that county lady. You just need to take good care of yourself, and I will take care of the rest for you."

"No need."

Ye Qingluo rejected Ye Beimo's proposal. She never liked to pin her hopes on others.

Ye Beimo frowned, "You don't believe me?"

Ye Qingluo's eyes were particularly firm, "It's not that I don't believe it, but I want to do these things in person."

"Your Highness, I am very grateful that you can bring people here and escort me back."

Hearing the gratitude in her words, Ye Beimo felt a little disappointed after being rejected. He turned his head away and said no more.

Along the way, Ye Qingluo only felt that the atmosphere in the carriage was a bit strange, especially when Ye Beimo didn't say a word, he seemed to be shrouded in loneliness.

At this moment, he closed his eyes, as if he was resting. Ye Qingluo supported his chin with both hands and couldn't help but sigh, if such a man had not been poisoned, how high-spirited he would be.

The experiences during this period and Ye Beimo's arrival further strengthened Ye Qingluo's determination to develop an antidote as soon as possible.

"Your Highness, we have arrived at the Pingyuan Marquis's Mansion."

The carriage suddenly stopped. Ye Qingluo was supporting Old Madam Chu and was worried that she would get hurt since she was in a coma. He lost his balance and leaned forward.

Seeing that he was about to hit the handrail, a hand blocked it in front of him. Ye Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you."

The carriage stopped in an alley not far from the Marquis' Mansion, and Yun Zhou and Leng Yi "escorted" Old Madam Chu off the carriage.

Only Ye Qingluo and Ye Beimo were left in the car.

"Is your hand okay?" Ye Qingluo asked, thinking of how he had just stretched out his hand to block it for her.

What she wanted to know more than the back of her hand was Ye Beimo's current physical condition. Perhaps she could use this as an excuse...

"It doesn't matter."

"It's okay. It's all red." Ye Qingluo said as he grabbed his hand. Seeing the large red spot on the back of his hand, he thought it was caused by the collision just now. He took this opportunity to put his hand on his pulse.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the pulse, she felt relieved. As for the condition of the back of the hand, she took out the ointment and said, "Here is for you."

Ye Qingluo handed it over, but the other party didn't want to take it and looked up in confusion.

But Ye Beimo slowly leaned down and approached her, "Madam Ye, if you want to know about my situation, you only need to say one word..."

Ye Qingluo's expression froze, especially when Ye Beimo got close to her, she could smell a faint fragrance on him.

"Mrs. Ye, what should Madam Chu do..."

Leng Yi saw that Ye Qingluo had not come out of the carriage for a long time. After handing Madam Chu to Yun Zhou, he walked forward alone. As soon as he opened his mouth, the wind blew up a corner of the curtain, and he happened to see the two people very close. He was so shocked that his eyes widened and he turned his back quickly, hesitating, "Your Highness, Madam Ye... Madam Ye, I didn't see anything!"

Ye Qingluo: “…”

It seemed like I was being misunderstood, but the person involved had a calm face and a faint smile in his eyes.

It was hard for Ye Qingluo not to feel that he did it on purpose.

She quickly calmed herself down and stuffed the ointment into Ye Beimo's hand.

"This ointment can repair wounds. Apply it on the back of your hand and it will be back to normal in less than half an hour."

After saying that, he got off the carriage at a very fast speed, glanced at Leng Yi who had his back turned and was secretly looking at him, and strode towards Yun Zhou.

After taking over Old Madam Chu, Ye Qingluo was ready to leave. She took a few steps and suddenly stopped. Turning back, she saw Ye Beimo had gotten off the carriage at some point and was looking towards her.

"If you feel uncomfortable, remember to ask your people to tell me."

"it is good."

Leng Yi almost dropped his jaw when he saw this scene. At first, when he heard Yun Zhou say that his prince and the wife of Marquis Pingyuan were not ordinary, he thought it was impossible.

Now... he completely believed it...

"Your Highness, Madam Ye has gone far away."

Seeing Ye Qingluo completely gone, Leng Yicai gently reminded him. Ye Beimo narrowed his eyes slightly and questioned in a low voice, "You just..."

Leng Yi shuddered all over, and without even waiting for Ye Beimo to finish his words, he denied, "Don't worry, Your Highness. I didn't see anything."

"Yunzhou."

"Your Highness, please spare me..."

Seeing Ye Beimo was about to call Yun Zhou over, Leng Yi had a sad face, but Yun Zhou was curious and bowed, "I'm here."

"Go and hand over the so-called big boss to the Dali Temple, and ask him to go to Pingyuan Marquis's Mansion and tell him what I want."

Although Ye Qingluo didn't want to take action himself, he would just do it secretly.

Yun Zhou sighed that his prince was really thoughtful. Madam Ye had not returned home all night, and Madam Chu was still in a coma. Returning home at this time would definitely cause many twists and turns.

And since there is a county lady beside the Marquis Pingyuan, Mrs. Ye’s situation is probably not going to be any better.

But if the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple brought witnesses to the scene, the situation would be different.

"Your Highness, does Madam Ye really not need just one word?"

His Highness has done so much in private, it would be nice if he could at least say something.

"She doesn't want me to take action."

Ye Beimo looked at the ointment in his hand, his eyes gradually deepened as he looked at the person on the other side.

"Leng Yi, what's the situation at the border, especially that person..."

……

It was almost dawn. Chu Beiyu and his men searched the forest for an hour, but still could not find his mother. He shouted in anger, "Ye Qingluo, come out!"

This damn woman was so vicious that she even did something like kidnapping just to get back the 20,000 taels she lent her.

The men behind looked at each other in bewilderment. Didn’t they say that the old lady was kidnapped by robbers?

Why did the Marquis call the Madam's name?

A guard quickly ran forward, "My Lord, I just received a report from someone in the mansion that the Madam has returned home with the old lady!"