Don't be tempted, sir

Chapter 120

Song Xiaoyuan remained silent, knowing that Yining had no one to rely on here, and now with the chaos, she would be the victim.

The Saint looked at his deep eyes and thought that only if he mentioned that woman would it be different. Now she was very sure that she was indeed his wing. She turned and left, leaving behind a sentence: "Take good care of your injuries, Envoy Song!"

Song Xiaoyuan looked at her back as she left without any hesitation, and he knew what she meant.

A Lianyi never came to Shen Yining's residence since that day. Shen Yining was locked up and not allowed to leave the house. Six days have passed and no one knows whether Xiao Yuan is dead or alive.

The maid brought the food and saw that the morning's meal was still untouched, so she put down the new one and took it away.

After a while, Alianyi came. Xiaoshi opened the door. He was wearing a black robe with wide sleeves and looked cold and aloof.

"Starving to death to keep him company?"

"Xiao Yuan is dead!" Shen Yining stood up anxiously after hearing this.

"woke up."

Shen Yining hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, my lord."

Alianyi lowered his eyes and glanced at the food on the table: "Are you not eating yet?"

"Okay." Shen Yining felt guilty and didn't dare to look at him. She lowered her head and ate alone. She sobbed softly while eating.

"I said I don't want to see you cry for him anymore!"

Shen Yining put down her bowl and chopsticks, wiped her tears and sat at the table sobbing. She felt guilty about both of them and had no face to face Xiao Yuan, but she was also worried about his condition.

After calming down, Shen Yining sat alone at the table with her head down. Alianyi glanced at her and said, "We'll measure your wedding dress tomorrow."

"Hmm?" Although she felt guilty towards him, she did not want to marry him and showed reluctance on her face.

Alianyi glanced at her and saw all her emotions: "I have done what I promised you, and you should also do what you promised me!" After saying that, he stood up and left. Shen Yining watched him leave, and the palace door was not closed.

I stood up and tried to go out. The lady didn't stop me. When I got to the garden, the orange tree was gone. What was left was a wasteland. I stood there. The sky in Qiang was not like the capital. It was a little gray and light. It was even colder in the morning and evening in winter. I had been in Qiang for a few days. I promised to take him home. It seemed that I had done nothing. Instead, I was isolated and helpless in this palace. I was angry! I could do nothing except wagging my tail for pity.

I promised Alianyi and didn't dare to mention my desire to see Song Xiaoyuan again, for fear of hurting him. I remembered what Alianyi said in the pavilion, whether to release him or not is up to the Saint....

The next day, Xiao Shi reported: "Your Majesty, Princess Ning'an wants to see you."

The pen did not stop writing, Gou Xiao smiled as expected: "Please come in."

The colored glaze illuminated by the lights in the hall was mysterious and gorgeous. Shen Yining didn't look at it much and went forward to salute. The saint put down her pen and raised her eyes: "The princess came, unexpectedly fast."

Shen Yining didn't understand what it meant: "What does Saint Lord mean?"

"Tell me, do you want to see him? Or....you want him to leave."

"I want him to leave." Shen Yining looked at the saint's gloomy face firmly.

"Not now, but I will let you see him."

"Then how can we let him go?"

The Saint did not say anything, but stood up, walked around the imperial desk and came to Shen Yining's side. She was tall, with a cold look under the red gauze and beads, and her deep eyes revealed an invitation that could not be refused: "Princess Ning'an."

Shen Yining followed, and the Saint brought her to the top of the pavilion: "Look at him, he is covered with wounds, do you feel sorry for him?"

Song Xiaoyuan paced lonely in the cage, Shen Yining looked worried: "Xiaoyuan... is he feeling better?"

"No, he was poisoned." The saint looked at Shen Yining meaningfully. It was interesting. The two of them were really inseparable.

"What kind of poison is it? Will it kill him? How do we solve it?" Shen Yining clenched his hands on the fence and looked at the saint.

The saint's eyes were playful: "Pull the machine, of course."

"Then how can we detoxify?"

The Saint walked to the railing and leaned over to look downstairs leisurely: "I'm curious, who poisoned him?"

"Master...?"

"Now that we know who it is, how can we explain it... I think the princess must know it too."

Shen Yining was silent. If she went to ask Alianyi, she was afraid that he would hurt Xiaoyuan...

The saint held out a long key from her sleeve: "Here is the key, Princess, you can come anytime."

Shen Yining took it and looked at the key in his hand: "That night, was it the door that the Saint left specially open?"

The saint glanced sideways and said: "The only one who can save him is you, Shen Yining." After saying this, she curled her lips and turned to go out through the side door.

Shen Yining clenched the key in her hand, put it in her sleeve and slowly walked downstairs. The sound of footsteps made Song Xiaoyuan stop and look up. The young man in the cage was as gentle as jade, with his hands behind his back and smiling at him, as if he was not in a cage, but more like the time when he went to play with Dujuan, he was waiting for him to have dinner.

Shen Yining felt that she was the one who hurt him. She missed him very much and wanted to run over and hug him, but... at this moment, she slowed down her steps due to guilt, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing her red eyes, he stretched out his slender hand from outside the cage and pulled her closer: "Yining, long time no see!

Shen Yining lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Yuan, long time no see."

Song Xiaoyuan bent down and tilted his head to look at her expression from the cage: "Seeing me like this, do you blame yourself?"

Being poked, she could no longer hold back her tears, and they broke out, she sobbed and murmured, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, Xiao Yuan."

Song Xiaoyuan raised his hand to wipe her tears, and held her shoulders to comfort her: "Yining is anxious, but don't let it disturb your mood. You are not wrong. Coming here alone, you must be uneasy and scared."

Shen Yining nodded with tears in her eyes. She had been alone here until now. Seeing that the person she loved was in danger of death, she panicked. Her uneasy heart was torn between the two. She felt guilty and blamed herself: "Xiao Yuan doesn't blame me?"

Seeing her worry, Song Xiaoyuan stroked her head gently: "I was trapped here because of the official mission. No matter what the situation is, it was not because of Yining. So why should I blame you? I will never abandon you! Don't cry, we will go back together, Yining."

Shen Yining looked at his still haggard face, and when she heard him say that he would not abandon her, her troubled heart relaxed. She suddenly stopped crying and rubbed her head against his palm in a coquettish way: "It's great to be with you! I want a hug."

Song Xiaoyuan opened his arms and embraced her across the cage. At this moment and here, they only had each other.

"Yining, don't be shaken no matter what they say, and don't ask anyone for me."

"But, she said you were poisoned."

"Don't worry about me, take good care of yourself, I will definitely take you home."

"Okay! I believe you, but...I originally came to save you, but now I have implicated you."

"Yining saved me. That night you whispered to me to wait for you, and then you prayed for the daylight to come. It was all thanks to Yining."

Song Xiaoyuan left with the fragrance in his arms, and Shen Yining stood up in shock: "How do you know all this!"

"Stop crying, go back now, and you don't have to come to see me."

Shen Yining naturally disagreed and pulled his sleeve. Song Xiaoyuan gently stroked her head and said, "Take care of yourself. I can do the same! Let's go."

"Okay." Shen Yining left obediently, looking back frequently to close the door and go out, but he did not realize that the key in his sleeve was long gone.

Song Xiaoyuan had just taken the key from her sleeve, knowing that she was naive and might be used by the Saint.