Before he finished speaking, his lips were blocked, and his shoulders felt slightly cold. Beigong Tengxiao leaned over and deeply imprinted a red butterfly.
He picked her up and walked towards the main hall.
Chu Jiaoli's eyes suddenly shrank, she clutched his robe tightly and said, "Your Highness! Miss Xiang is here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Beigong Tengxiao stepped through the door and heard a "pop" sound.
Xiang Yini looked at the scene in front of her, trembling all of a sudden, with some tears shining in the corners of her eyes. The tea cup that fell due to slippery hands overflowed with hot tea, staining a large area on her pink skirt.
Beigong Tengxiao frowned, and immediately put Chu Jiaoli down, carrying Xiang Yini on his back to put on her slipping clothes.
Xiang Yini ignored the pain in her legs, stood up tremblingly, lowered her head and said: "Your Highness, please forgive me, it was my daughter who was rude..."
After saying that, she lowered her head and walked out quickly.
Chu Jiaoli frowned and turned around, looking at her leaving back. She wanted to raise her hand to stay, but she opened her mouth and said nothing.
What could she say? How to explain everything?
Beigong Tengxiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What is she doing here?"
Chu Jiaoli pursed her lips and said, "I'm just a maid, so I don't dare to ask any more questions."
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "I don't know what she is here for, why did you let her enter the house?"
Chu Jiaoli slowly clenched the fist in her sleeve and said, "Because... His Highness likes her... right?"
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand to lift her chin, looked into her slightly evasive eyes, and said, "When did I say I like her?"
Chu Jiaoli frowned lightly and said: "A few days ago, didn't His Highness often travel with Miss Xiang?"
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao had a meaningful smile in his eyes and said, "I have a good memory."
"So, if Miss Xiang comes to see you, I have no reason to turn you away." Chu Jiaoli said seriously, her voice slightly raised.
Beigong Tengxiao gently raised the corners of his lips, bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "Are you jealous?"
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She swallowed her saliva, turned away and said, "Why are you jealous, slave? I'm talking to you about serious matters. Since His Highness has decided to marry Miss Xiang,
, we should have more contact with Miss Xiang."
Seeing her serious look, Bei Gong Tengxiao couldn't help but laugh. He looked at her with a half-smile and said, "Can't you tell what the angry words are?"
Chu Jiaoli sighed softly and said: "Your Highness, I promise you a lot of money. You must think twice before doing anything to avoid being criticized..."
Before she finished speaking, Bei Gong Tengxiao raised his index finger and gently touched her soft lips with his fingertips. With gentle eyes, he said: "I am in a good mood today. You are not allowed to talk anymore."
Chu Jiaoli stopped talking, pursed her lips, and looked at him with her round eyes.
He...really has no interest in Xiang Yini at all? Were all the intimate actions he showed before just for her to see?
Thinking of those days really made her very angry, and looking at his successful smile now made her even more angry.
She bit her lip tightly, suppressing the anger inside her and pretending to be calm and composed.
The more angry she shows, the prouder he will be.
For a moment, she really hated herself for loving him so deeply.
Beigong Tengxiao whispered in her ear: "One day, I will take off all your defenses."
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli's cheeks were stained with a faint blush, and the next moment, her lips were blocked.
Xianghou Mansion.
The carriage sped along and stopped at the door. Xiang Yini got out of the carriage in panic and ran in, covering her eyes.
In the hall, Xiang Qanting looked at Xiang Yini who was trotting all the way, and immediately frowned.
Her upbringing since she was a child had always warned her to behave dignifiedly and generously. This uncharacteristic appearance really shocked him.
He put down the tea cup and stood up, saying: "Ni'er, what's wrong?"
"Daddy!" Xiang Yini cried and threw herself into Xiang Qanting's arms with red eyes.
Xiang Qanting looked at the trembling girl in his arms with pity and said, "Who bullied my daughter into such a situation!"
Xiang Yini sniffed and sobbed softly: "My daughter went to the Prince's Mansion today. She wanted to invite His Highness to the Flowing Water Poetry Recital, but she saw His Highness having fun with Chu Jiaoli in the hall. The scene... was unbearable. Eyes!"
As the words fell, Xiang Yini couldn't help crying and raised her hands to cover her eyes.
"This is unreasonable!" Xiang Qanting shouted angrily, narrowed his old eyes slightly, and said, "As the dignified prince of Beiming, he did such an unruly thing!"
Xiang Yini slowly sat on the chair, clenched her fists tightly, and said: "What you said is right. Chu Jiaoli is a scourge. If she is not eliminated, my status will not be guaranteed..."
Xiang Qanting turned around and looked at Xiang Yini, who was a little out of control. He couldn't help but frowned and shouted: "Ni'er! Watch your words!"
Hearing this, Xiang Yini blinked her eyes as if she had just woken up from a dream, then bit her lip and took a deep breath before calming down slightly, and whispered: "Yes."
Xiang Qanting stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Did you just run out of the prince's house?"
Xiang Yini nodded silently.
Xiang Qanting raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, sighing softly.
No wonder she, a girl who has not yet left the palace, must have been quite frightened when she saw such a scene.
"Another day, you can go to the Prince's Mansion again and apologize to His Highness."
After calming down, Xiang Yini lowered her head and whispered, "My daughter knows."
Prince's Mansion.
It was almost noon, and Chu Jiaoli was sitting at the dressing table, holding a carved green sandalwood comb in her delicate hands, combing her silky black hair.
Beigong Tengxiao sat on the bed and looked at the two pieces of cyan satin hairbands on the table that were tied on both sides by Chu Jiaoli.
It was a rare piece of brocade satin given to her a few days ago. Although there were only two narrow pieces, it was worth her monthly salary for a year.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I haven't seen you wearing a hairpin for a long time. What's wrong? I haven't seen one I like?"
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli sighed softly and said: "My slave will no longer wear hairpins, so that His Highness will not be suspicious every day, as if he was really stabbed by my slave."
A hint of joking flashed through Beigong Tengxiao's eyes, and he said: "I said that I will die in your hands willingly."
"His Highness is talking nonsense again." Chu Jiaoli twisted the three soft hairpins of pear blossoms that looked real and fake on the table, and inserted the dark branches into her hair.
These three pear blossoms were made by Miss Piwu from Piwu Pavilion. There are only these three in the huge Beiming.
She looked at herself in the bronze mirror. She was not as pitiful and weak as she was when she was a child in the Chu Mansion, nor was she as gorgeous as when she entered the palace in her previous life.
At this time, she had a natural and elegant charm, like a clear spring, otherworldly.
Her current appearance was no longer reminiscent of her former self. She showed a faint smile and said, "It's not impossible to not wear a hairpin."