This sound of Qing'er completely brought Zi Yan back to her thoughts, Qing'er? The stunning beauty of the same age and size in front of her was called Qing'er? She also immediately guessed who this person was, Luo Wanqing from the General's Mansion.
Immediately, the shock in Zi Yan's eyes turned into jealousy and unwillingness. Luo Wanqing never attended any banquets and she had never met Luo Wanqing.
Rumor has it that Luo Wanqing is stunningly beautiful, has reached the third level of cultivation, and has been dubbed the most beautiful woman in Jinli. She doesn't believe how beautiful a person can be? It's definitely an exaggeration.
She was originally very confident in her appearance, but at this moment, she actually felt a little ashamed of herself, and her cultivation had only reached the peak of the first level.
It was not these things that made her hate Luo Wanqing the most, but His Highness's attitude towards Luo Wanqing. She had never seen such a gentle side of His Highness.
The third prince refused to ride in a carriage with her because of Luo Wanqing. His gentle side was also towards Luo Wanqing. His lukewarm attitude towards her was also because of Luo Wanqing. Everything was because of Luo Wanqing.
"Third sister, get in the carriage." Jing Ao said calmly, without his usual sternness towards Zi Yan. After all, she was his sister, and he was always reluctant to leave her when he saw her in despair.
At this time, Luo Wanqing spoke and smiled sweetly: "Chen, you can play chess with Mr. Dongfang. I want to take a rest."
The voice is like a warbler's warbler, crisp yet delicate, full of joy and sweet to the ears. It is an excellent voice.
But in Zi Yan's ears, it was the harshest sound. It was not only harsh, but also bone-piercing and heart-piercing. Her heart was riddled with holes and filled with jealousy.
Nangong Chen hesitated for a moment, and then warned: "Okay, you take a rest first."
"I know." Luo Wanqing smiled, responded in a low voice, leaned back into the carriage, and lowered the curtain.
Nangong Chen ordered the guards to drive well, and then got into the Dongfang family's carriage.
Jing Ao stroked his forehead, he seemed to have broken up the mandarin ducks, pretending to be nonchalant, he set up the chessboard and played chess with Nangong Chen.
Zi Yan was left aside, and she could only admire the god in her heart. Why was Luo Wanqing? If it hadn't been for Luo Wanqing, she would have been the gentle person of His Highness.
"Chen, have you found that child?" Jing Ao asked suddenly, it had been half a month.
When this matter was mentioned, Nangong Chen felt helpless and frustrated: "There's not even a shadow now. Have you caught the thief who stole your house?"
"Ahem, I'm the same as you. There's no clue at all." Jing Ao said with a headache. His gold coins were gone forever, and he felt uncomfortable letting the thief go like this.
"Where are the children and teenagers hiding? I searched all over Chaoyang City and couldn't find them." Nangong Chen was depressed. He even checked the household registration and all the hotels in Chaoyang City, but no one was found.
"Let's leave Chaoyang City. Actually, I want to see what that kid looks like." Jing Ao's eyes flashed with deep interest.
He is just a little kid who still pretends to be mysterious. No matter how he talks or walks, he looks mature, but he is also indescribably noble and elegant. He must have been harshly taught and nurtured since childhood. That kind of aura cannot be faked, nor can it be done.
cover.
"There are only three possibilities for concealing your appearance. One is that your identity cannot be exposed, the other is that you are extremely beautiful, and the third is that you are extremely ugly." Nangong Chen analyzed that he regretted that he did not directly reveal his identity when he was in the auction house or in the woods.