[６９书吧-ＷＷＷ-ＷＷＷ-６９ＨＵＵ.ＯＭ] Mr. Yun did not speak, but looked at Su Jinxin indifferently. He was dressed in white, which complemented his celestial appearance. He was as elegant as an immortal and could not be stared at.
In this world, I am afraid that Mr. Yun is the only one who does not need to say any words. He only needs to stand so quietly. The aura of indifference and alienation exuding from his body is enough to make everyone in the world subconsciously panic and feel uneasy, for fear of blaspheming this aloof person.
Banish immortals.
Her hair is tied up with a jade crown, and white silk crowns hang down on both sides. There is a gemstone inlaid on the jade crown, glowing with crystal light. The white cloak draped on her body was spent by dozens of embroiderers from the south of the Yangtze River.
The thousand feathers carefully woven by Yue, and the jade knot tied around the waist, are ancient and famous jade that are rare in the world and are priceless.
He wears a jade belt around his waist and wears cloud boots.
The deep eyes can't be seen to the bottom; the indifferent breath has not dissipated for a long time.
"Mom, it's Young Master Yun." The unruly young lady from the Xie family pulled at Mrs.
Where is her husband?
Not only did Miss Xie's eyes widen when she saw him, but some of the ladies from aristocratic families present were also almost obsessed with it, not to mention those daughters from ordinary people's families. When had they ever seen a noble young man look so handsome?
They are not like ordinary people. Most of the ladies from aristocratic families who are deeply taught by etiquette and law are still reserved. Therefore, they cannot look at Mr. Yun openly like the daughters of ordinary people. They can only look at Mr. Yun secretly.
This Miss Su Er is really lucky to be able to marry Mr. Yun. The more they look at it, the more they envy Miss Su Er, and they wish that Miss Su Er would die soon so that they could have the chance to marry Mr. Yun.
"Jinxin, have you finished praying to the Buddha? I'll pick you up." The taciturn Mr. Yun finally said something. However, such a word without any emotion made all the women present who had not left the court seem to hear him.
Her heart was broken to pieces. How could Master Yun, who was like an immortal, fall in love with a plain-looking woman and talk to her so tenderly? What was the law of heaven?
"Second Miss, my uncle is so considerate." Qiaolan said with a smile.
Considerate? She didn't think that she didn't see the women present staring at her jealously, as if they wanted to eat her. If he was considerate, he shouldn't be here. Su Jin thought to himself and left.
I went over and asked him casually, "Yuanzhi, why don't you come in and pay your respects."
"When you prayed to Buddha, didn't you pray for your husband?" The moment Su Jinxin approached, Mr. Yun's indifference quickly dissipated, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, although it was very shallow.
But it also confuses people’s minds.
How could someone in this world pretend to be an immortal for so long without being suspected? What’s even more hateful is that no matter what she says, no one is willing to believe what she says, not even her personal maid Qiaolan
, when she heard that she called Mr. Yun a scheming person and a fake immortal, and thought she was just flirting with Yun Che, she was really angry. Su Jin smiled heartily and said, "Of course, I will tell you to the Buddha."
I pray that Mr. Yun will be as beautiful as a flower in your arms in the future, with hundreds of sons and thousands of grandsons around your knees." It would be best if he took ten or eight concubines and gave birth to a litter of unworthy descendants, so that they would fight every day and the family would never have peace.
"My wife is so virtuous." Mr. Yun smiled softly, but gritted his teeth.
Oh my god, Mr. Yun smiled. She read it right, Mr. Yun could actually laugh. A young lady from an aristocratic family opened her mouth wide in shock.
When Mr. Yun smiled, he was so gentle, and another young lady from aristocratic family blushed and looked like she was crazy.
The daughters of ordinary people wearing coarse clothes stared straight at Master Yun with their eyes motionless, thinking to themselves that if they could stay with such a noble master day and night, they would be willing to be slaves or maids.
"Fan Fan, follow your sister." Su Jinxin took Fan Yichu's hand and walked past Mr. Yun without even looking at Mr. Yun.
"Sir, it seems that the future young lady doesn't want to see you." Yun Xi said with a smile.
Mr. Yun snorted, and Yun Xi was so frightened that he quickly changed his words, "No, no, it was the young lady who was shy, so she hid when she saw the young master."
When Su Jinxin heard Yunxi's words, she almost slipped. She was so shy. Why didn't this lady know that she could still be shy?
"Su Jinxin, you made my hand hurt." Fan Yichu curled his lips and complained in a low voice.
"Call me sister." Although he was not at Su's house, it was always right to be careful. Su Jinxin knocked Fan Fan hard on the head and pretended to scold, "Don't call me by my name again, be careful.
Throw it to Lin'an Academy."
"No." Fan Yichu immediately turned pale with fright, "Sister, Fan Fan is wrong."
Su Jinxin knew that Fan Fan, a brat who was fearless and fearless, was terribly afraid of Master Yan. However, Master Yan was despicable and cruel, so he allowed his subordinates to do such things to Gu Xiaoliu.
The reputation of a great Confucian is simply in vain. With his kind of virtue, he can still be the headmaster of Lin'an Academy. I don't know what Yun Che is thinking in his heart.
Master Zheng was the headmaster of Lin'an Academy who was secretly supported by Mr. Yun. Now he is dead. Did he blame himself and die to apologize, or was he forced to die? This may be another mystery that will always be buried deep underground.
Well, Su Jinxin sighed secretly in her heart. In fact, when her concubine Su Jinyan said that Yun Che took Zheng Xueying as his concubine, she had thought about it. The reason why Yun Che couldn't wait to take Zheng Xueying as his concubine was because he was taking care of his mentor.
But the real reason should be related to Master Zheng’s death.
"Yunxi, the road is slippery, please hold Fan Fan." After leaving Lingyin Temple, Mr. Yun looked at the snow on the stone steps and said meaningfully.
"Uncle Yun, I'm not a child. I'll be ten years old next year. I can..." Go by yourself. Before Fan Yichu could finish his words, Master Yun glanced at him and could only swallow them alive. He is almost ten years old.
, I have to be carried around by others, and when I pass it out, I will put my face wherever I want.
Wow, Master Yun is so shady.
"Yes, Master." Yun Xi hurriedly hugged Fan Yichu. This hug made Yun Xi feel even more aggrieved. Master, how could you hold the young lady's hand just for yourself and not care about his life or death? Wuwu
, Young Master Fan is so heavy...
The snow on the stone steps had not yet melted, so Su Jin slipped and almost fell.
"Be careful." Mr. Yun quickly took action and grabbed her. Then, with another tug, he pulled Su Jinxin into his arms and picked her up by the waist.
"Yun Che, please let me go quickly." Su Jinxin was ashamed and angry. There were so many pilgrims coming and going in Lingyin Temple. He, Mr. Yun, was already attracting attention just by wearing white clothes. If he behaved so intimately with her again, he would only attract attention.
I'm afraid that Miss Su's immoral deeds will be widely publicized again.
"The road is slippery." Mr. Yun said it carefully, without blushing or panting. Even the glances from people passing by did not change his expression at all. He was still elegant and elegant.