Chapter 127: It Turned Out to Be a Rotten Peach Blossom
"Isn't it normal for me to leave? Now that grandpa is no longer in danger, my purpose of coming to the capital is almost over."
Mi Xiayao even answered him seriously.
It was as if the inquiry and doubt in his eyes could not be seen.
He shook his drooping hands again and again.
Just when she predicted in her mind that Pei Xingyuan would probably ask where she was going, she was even thinking rapidly about how to deal with him.
The other party actually brushed over this topic easily.
"As long as you have a plan, after we enter the prince's mansion later, you and I should not separate for the time being, and block someone for me."
"who?"
"I'll know when I meet you. We already have so much experience. Do we still need to discuss countermeasures in advance?"
The man glanced at Mi Xiayao, as if he was mocking her for not being able to change temporarily.
The familiar bickering relationship was back, and Mi Xiayao was not as careful as she was just now.
"Who knows if it's a bad peach blossom or where your debt comes from. If you want me to help you cover up, you have to vent your anger in advance."
Pei Xingyuan did not answer her words, but lowered his eyes and began to adjust his narrow sleeves with one hand.
Half an hour had passed since the confrontation they had just had, and there was still no movement from Zhou Ze outside.
He fastened his narrow sleeves, leaned over and easily got out of the carriage.
Mi Xiayao couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, silently complaining about Pei Xingyuan's uncertain mood.
After a moment, she leaned over and opened the curtain, and a hand with the palm facing up appeared in front of her. Without looking, her slender hand fell on his palm.
With steady strength, she got off the carriage and stood still.
The two of them walked towards the bustling Prince's Mansion opposite.
On the way, I met many familiar aristocratic people, some of whom knew Pei Xingyuan, and would always bring Mi Xiayao along when greeting him.
Having experience in Tangzhou and Jinzhou, Mi Xiayao is not unfamiliar with cooperating with Pei Xingyuan in dealing with outsiders.
One of them spoke to people with an easy nod but an expressionless face, while the other answered in a gentle and gentle manner with a smile on his face.
The scene was not ugly, and many people couldn't help but come over when they saw the comfortable atmosphere here.
The newlyweds hadn't arrived at the Prince's Mansion yet. They were just there to kill time, and they didn't care about the status of the other party.
Anyway, being able to chat is enough.
Mi Xiayao placed her hands respectfully in front of her belly. She was chatting with a lady with a smile on her face.
"Has Ms. Mi heard about the private ordering of Chinese clothes before?"
She lowered her gaze slightly, met the lady's eyes, and said calmly and calmly: "I've heard of it occasionally, but I've been so busy with things at hand recently that I can't spare the time to see this private custom-made dress."
"If you have time, you can go and take a look. The girls who make custom-made Chinese clothes are very good at craftsmanship. Everyone's style has a different type. Even if it is roughly the same, there are always some subtle changes, which is better than those clothes that are the same.
It looks much better.”
Mi Xiayao smiled as she listened to the other party praising Pei Qihan's craftsmanship.
The gentle smile on his lips became more and more sincere.
At this moment, the crowd suddenly surged slightly, and then Rong Yuanzhou was seen walking into the hall.
People who heard the noise in the hall subconsciously looked back.
After a while, the crowd surrounding Mi Xiayao and Pei Xingyuan became visibly smaller.
Some people want to praise Rongyuanzhou, and naturally others will follow and support him.
Taking advantage of the fact that there were fewer people around him, Pei Xingyuan turned his face slightly and leaned close to her ear and whispered: "In the past few days, I was lucky enough to hear that besides me, someone else is pursuing Miss Mi."
When Mi Xiayao heard this, she raised her eyes and looked towards the door.
Despite the crowd of heads, the man standing at the door seemed to feel the glare.
The two of them met their eyes in the distant sky.
Suddenly looking at it like this, Mi Xiayao remembered that she hadn't seen Rong Yuanzhou for a long time.
The other party's gentle temperament remains the same as before, but his eyebrows and eyes vaguely feel like something has changed.
Mi Xiayao frowned. She wanted to explore the cause and effect a little more, but suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes.
Immediately afterwards, Pei Xingyuan's vaguely displeased tone was heard, "You are still fooling around with me, and you start looking at others in a daze?"
"I don't," she frowned, "I think Rong Yuanzhou seems to have changed. He always looks different from before?"
Pei Xingyuan's tall figure blocked her sight.
Only the man's long neck and angular jawline were visible.
The way the two people were talking quietly was not conspicuous to others, but Rong Yuanzhou's eyes fell directly on Pei Xingyuan's tall back.
He raised the corners of his lips as if to sneer, turned around and started to deal with the people next to him.
People from the Rong family are arriving one after another, which means that the newlyweds are almost ready to enter the house.
Mi Xiayao finally relaxed. She took a sip of tea and was about to hide behind Pei Xingyuan and take a rest.
Suddenly, the crisp voice of a girl behind her rang out before she could swallow the tea in her mouth.
Pei Xingyuan put his hands behind his back, as if there were eyes on the back of his head, and grasped her wrist accurately.
Pulled her out from behind.
A staggering figure appeared, startling the eager girl.
"Master Pei, who is this?"
"A Yao." Pei Xingyuan's concise name silently proved his relationship with Mi Xiayao.
She hurriedly swallowed the tea in her mouth, and then turned to look at the girl in gorgeous clothes in front of her.
She looked a little strange, and for a moment she didn't know how to address him, so she just tugged on Pei Xingyuan's narrow sleeves.
Although the two of them did not make eye contact in front of the girl, such small gestures were still seen as an ambiguous relationship.
The girl pursed her lips and looked at Pei Xingyuan with her big, watery eyes.
Mi Xiayao immediately understood what this meant.
Hey, just now in the carriage she asked her whether it was a bad peach blossom or a debt, but she didn't even want to say a word to her.
She had guessed the feelings, so she was embarrassed to talk about them.
She glanced at the person next to her who had an unchanged expression and deep, indifferent eyes.
Virtue!
"This is the girl you told me earlier that you already care about someone else's girl and are unwilling to accept my kindness?!"
The girl's appearance is not very stunning, her eyebrows have vaguely exotic features, and her eyebrows are outlined very deeply.
When Mi Xiayao heard this, she took a moment to realize what she meant.
"I have just returned to the capital. I have only heard about Miss Mi's rich deeds from others. This is the first time I have seen her."
She crossed her arms across her chest, her deep eyes looking at her vaguely.
Pei Xingyuan frowned and couldn't help but protect Mi Xiayao behind his shoulders.