After struggling for a long time, she slowly moved towards Xie Yun again, then reached out and pulled his sleeve, her voice sounding pitiful, “Xie Yun, please, just tell me.”

Xie Yun glanced at her.

Then he looked away and said slowly, “Didn’t you ignore me?”

Sang Yao said, “Please, please.”

Xie Yun stopped and said to her, “Do you really want to know?”

Sang Yao nodded vigorously.

Xie Yun’s face was clear, looking at her slowly and said, “The future princess has an affair, which is a capital crime. Whether it’s her or that man, once their affair is exposed, they will be severely punished, from confiscating their family’s property to executing them all.”

Sang Yao’s expression froze.

She didn’t think so much, she was just curious.

He continued calmly:

“So, I don’t need to say much about the seriousness of this matter. I can tell you that if in the future they catch even a hint of your involvement, you, your sister, your father—”

“Wait a minute!”

Sang Yao had completely calmed down, and all her curiosity was easily stifled by Xie Yun’s words. She shook her head seriously and said, “I’m not curious anymore. Other people’s affairs have nothing to do with me.”

After speaking, she met Xie Yun’s gaze and said cautiously, “Now that you know, aren’t you afraid?”

Xie Yun shook his head, “Compared to them, I think they should be more worried.”

He was right.

But Sang Yao was somewhat dragged by him and was not very happy.

In the conversation, the two had already stepped out of the crimson gate.

Just like when they came, they walked through the south gate. There was a long corridor behind the gate. Once they passed through this corridor, they would have completely left the princess’s manor.

As soon as they took a step out, a servant who had originally been guarding the gate spoke up, “May I ask if you are Miss Sang?”

Sang Yao was taken aback, looked over, and asked, “Yes, what’s the matter?”

The servant turned around, took an umbrella, and bowed to hand it to Sang Yao, saying, “When Master Yang was leaving, he saw that the sky was unusual, so he specially left the umbrella with the servant and asked the servant to give it to you when he saw you.”

Although the wind and rain had stopped now, this umbrella was not suitable to be left in the princess’s manor.

In fact, if she hadn’t been summoned by the Grand Princess at the time, judging by the time, Yang Wenchuan’s umbrella would really have come in handy.

She would have left with everyone else, and when she walked through this long corridor, she would have caught up with the heavy rain, at least she could have covered up some of her embarrassment.

Sang Yao took the umbrella and said thank you.

She added a few more points of goodwill towards Yang Wenchuan in her heart. She didn’t have many friends, and few people cared about her like this.

Xie Yun glanced at the umbrella in her hand and then slowly said, “Do you really think that this broken umbrella could have any effect in the heavy rain just now?”

Sang Yao pinched the umbrella handle and said, “At least it’s better than nothing.”

Xie Yun chuckled and didn’t comment.

With her small figure, it would be strange if she could hold this broken umbrella in such heavy rain.

Sang Yao sighed and said, “But I have to figure out a way to return it to him.”

Listening to Sang Yao mentioning him, Xie Yun couldn’t help but think of the clear shout.

Brother Achuan.

Thinking about it sent chills down his spine. How could she say such words?

“Aren’t you unhappy to see your Brother Achuan?”

Xie Yun always liked to mix a bit of sarcasm in his speech, and Sang Yao had long been used to it. She retorted softly, “What are you talking about? I’m just friends with Brother Yang.”

“Why is it Brother Yang again?”

Sang Yao frowned and said, “What do you—”

She stopped halfway through her words.

Her gaze towards Xie Yun gradually became complex, and she said slowly, “You’re not jealous, are you?”

Xie Yun: “?”

She’d better know how ridiculous her words were.

So ridiculous that Xie Yun found it laughable to even refute.

Sang Yao simply assumed he had agreed, thought about it, and also understood his mood. She couldn’t help but forgive him for his offensive words.

She said, “Don’t think too much.”

“Why would I think too much?”

Sang Yao didn’t want to expose him. A person as high-ranking and important as Xie Yun had his pride.

It’s normal to be better than others. She replied perfunctorily, “Okay okay okay, you didn’t think too much, did you?”

“Thank you, but I didn’t think much to begin with.”

“Alright, alright, you said what you said.”

…

That feeling appeared again.

The last time this kind of almost-angry emotion surfaced was in Lord Lu’s private garden, because of her.

The time before that was also because of her.

This idiot, among other things, was really good at provoking anger.

Xie Yun ignored her.

In the future, he would definitely not give her the opportunity to take advantage again.

Outside the princess’s manor, there were more than just the Sang family’s carriages.

Following behind Xie Yun as they walked out of the gate, Sang Yao glanced around and saw that there were about seven or eight carriages parked outside.

Before she could find out where Ran Dong was, a soft voice sounded in front of her, “Lord Xie.”

Sang Yao looked over and saw it was Li Yaoge.

Xie Yun had been walking in front of her, and although it was a bit strange for them to leave one after the other, most people wouldn’t associate them together and would think it was just a coincidence.

So Li Yaoge just glanced at her and then focused her gaze on Xie Yun.

Seeing Li Yaoge reminded Sang Yao of those unpleasant memories, and her previously relaxed mood sank when she saw her.

Ran Dong timely ran over and said, “Miss.”

Sang Yao said, “Let’s go.”

But Randon’s face didn’t look good. She glanced at Li Yaoge, who was standing not far away in front of Xie Yun, and whispered, “I’m sorry, it’s all the servant’s fault. It seems our carriage can’t be used anymore.”