"Miss, are you okay?" came Bishui's anxious voice.
Yun Yan put down the curtain, sat down, and said, "I'm fine, but what's the situation outside?"
Hearing this, outside the carriage, a woman in a long green dress looked forward and said in a not-so-good tone, "They are just a few dudes. Don't worry, miss. I can handle it."
As he spoke, Bishui threw away the reins in his hands, walked to the ground, put his hands on his hips, and shouted at the men riding horses: "What kind of horses are you riding on the street? Fortunately, I held the reins. What if I hit you?"
Seeing this situation, the man who just spoke glanced at the man next to him in a light yellow brocade robe, and then shouted coldly at Bi Shui: "Do you know who you are talking to?"
The man in the light yellow brocade robe next to him frowned slightly, and then relaxed his eyebrows. His sharp eyes like an eagle's eyes glanced around and then calmed down. He raised his hand and said calmly: "Forget it.
, she must not have done it on purpose."
Hearing this, Bishui sneered, "Forget it? You said forget it? Don't you know that it was dangerous just now? If our lady is injured, can you afford to pay compensation?"
"This is our fault. Someone, come and get some silver for this girl." The man in brocade robe said.
Listening to the conversation outside, Yun Yan felt helpless. Bishui's temper really didn't match her name. Bishui should be gentle and calm, but her fiery temper... was because she doted on her too much.
The people around were silent, Bishui sneered, silver? Their Linglong Pavilion is the largest jade supply store in the East Yue Kingdom, would they care about this little money? She said to the man in brocade robe: "Since you also said that you are wrong, then
You should apologize properly!"
Looking at the menacing woman in green robes, the man in brocade robes had high eyebrows and a gloomy face. The guard next to him immediately shouted: "You are presumptuous, do you know who you are talking to?"
Bishui sneered, "Isn't it the King of Heaven? So what!"
The atmosphere on both sides became tense instantly, and suddenly a quiet and undisciplined voice came from the carriage like ripples, "Bishui, I guess they didn't mean it. Let's just drop this matter and hurry up."
Bishui gritted his teeth, got on the carriage, and turned the horse's head back. The man in brocade robes was obviously stunned when he heard the sound, and unconsciously moved out of the way.
As the carriage passed by, the wind started to rise. The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and an elegant face in the carriage was clearly visible. Although it was just a side face, it was like an orchid in an empty valley, making people forget the ordinary world. She turned her head and looked
He looked at the people outside with a look of indifference and alienation on his face. Then he leaned on the coffee table and lowered his eyes to relax.
Mu Qingyuan's face froze, and a red birthmark was clearly visible on his face. But it was on the face of such a cold and lonely woman that he didn't feel ugly. He was stunned for a moment. He didn't even notice that the carriage had left.
Sleep.
"Fourth brother just came back from Yun Xiang's house. Do you plan to go for a horse walk in the countryside? People are really in high spirits during happy events." At some point, a man in red stood next to Mu Qingyuan's horse, holding him in his arms.
There was a graceful woman with a face full of ridicule.
Mu Qingyuan came to his senses, glanced at the man in red and the woman in his arms, and frowned, "Sixth brother, you are getting married soon, why are you still so unwilling to restrain yourself?"
"Wedding? Speaking of this wedding, I really want to thank Fourth Brother." The man in red's narrow red phoenix eyes showed a trace of teasing, "But Fourth Brother, don't regret it when the time comes. I won't disturb your elegance. I'll take the first step for my brother."
." With that said, he hugged the woman in his arms and left.
Mu Qingyuan's face turned cold. He looked at the back and felt awe-inspiring. How could he regret it?
