Zhao Queyu shouted angrily, and a maid with fair complexion and pretty appearance immediately got out of the carriage.
This maid was exquisitely dressed, with a gold hairpin in her hair, and a proud attitude as if she was looking at people through her nostrils: "The coachman was a little impatient just now, and the lady asked me to come over and help the girls."
"By the way, our lady is the eldest lady of the Zhongyong Hou Mansion."
Is the Zhongyong Hou Mansion amazing?
Zhao Queyu was furious and blurted out: "I don't care which slave you are from!"
Wait! Zhongyong Hou Mansion?!
Zhao Queyu suddenly reacted and quickly turned his head to look at Zhao Xiyan. Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiyan was also frowning.
It's really a narrow road.
There was only one Marquis Zhongyong in the Jin Dynasty, and there was only one eldest lady in the Marquis Zhongyong's mansion, whose surname was Gao Gui and whose given name was Pingping.
In her previous life, Gao Pingping married Murong Shen. After Murong Shen sat on the dragon throne, she named Gao Pingping the queen. After she entered the palace, she was favored by the emperor and became a thorn in the flesh of all the palace concubines.
At that time, Empress Gao had long since separated from the emperor, and the couple were at odds with each other. They were strangers to each other. She did not make things difficult or harsh for her.
It's just that the two of them are naturally opposed to each other, and there is no way they can be reconciled.
In this life, Murong Shen refused to get married to the Zhongyong Hou family. This tall lady would not marry into the Murong family. A few days ago, when she arrived in the capital, she received a greeting card from Gao Pingping. She was very polite.
I wrote a reply and declined, and did not go to Gao’s house to visit him afterwards.
Who would have thought that we would meet him on the way to Su Mansion.
"Seventh cousin," Zhao Xiyan thought with lightning in her mind, quickly made up her mind, and whispered to comfort Zhao Queyu: "It's just a few small things, not worth mentioning. You and I are fine, so that's it."
Zhao Queyu found the steps and came down: "Cousin, please intercede and let this matter go."
The maid was blessed: "May I ask you two, which house are you from?"
Zhao Queyu was about to answer when Zhao Xiyan took over with a smile: "We meet by chance, so there is no need to ask more questions." Then he put down the bamboo curtain.
The maid Yuan Xiang was choked, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes. She knew her master's temper and did not dare to go back to pay the errand, so she went to ask the coachman specifically.
The driver of the Zhao family answered truthfully: "My father's surname is Zhao, and he is the minister of the Ministry of Industry."
Iris immediately returned to her carriage to report back.
Gao Pingping, the eldest daughter of the Zhongyong Hou Mansion, frowned when she heard the word "Zhao Mansion". She suddenly opened the door and got out of the carriage.
Iris was startled and hurriedly chased after him.
Gao Pingping was much taller than an ordinary girl. She was not a delicate and delicate boudoir girl. Her steps were steady and fast. In a blink of an eye, she arrived at the Zhao family's carriage and spoke loudly: "My coachman was rash and rude just now. I am the one who makes the decision."
I will come in person to accompany you as a gift. Please forgive me, Miss Zhao."
This place is only one street away from Su Mansion, and the people who live here are either rich or noble. There are no traffickers or lackeys on the roadside, and the street is relatively quiet.
Gao Pingping's voice reached his ears. Zhao Queyu, who was new to the world, didn't know what to do and subconsciously looked at his sixth cousin.
What is coming cannot be avoided.
Zhao Xiyan sighed secretly in her heart, raised the car curtain, and faced Miss Gao who came to apologize in person with a decent smile: "We don't take this little thing to heart. Miss Gao is too polite."
Gao Pingping: "..."
Gao Pingping was standing next to the carriage, only two feet away from Zhao Xiyan. At such a close distance, a face that was so beautiful suddenly appeared, and the impact could be imagined.
Gao Pingping's heart skipped a beat. It took him a moment to come back to his senses: "Are you Zhao Xiyan?"
It is actually quite rude to call someone by their first name when they meet for the first time.
Zhao Xiyan didn't care, and responded with a smile: "Exactly. Miss Gao sent a greeting card to Zhao's house that day. I was busy settling in and couldn't meet. Unexpectedly, we met by chance on the road today."
It is said that it is natural for women to be jealous of each other. In fact, this is not completely correct. In front of a real beauty, there is no jealousy at all, and you may even want to take another look at her.
Gao Pingping looked at Zhao Xiyan again and suddenly said, "Are you also visiting the Su family?"
Zhao Xiyan nodded: "Yes."
Gao Pingping said straightforwardly: "Me too, the Su family is right in front, I'll go with you in your carriage."
Zhao Xiyan: "..."
Sure enough, he is still the same Gao Pingping who is straight-forward and has a clear distinction between love and hate.
Maybe it was because she never loved Rong Shen, or maybe it was because she knew that her appearance had taken away the glory and honor that belonged to Gao Pingping.
Therefore, she actually felt a little guilty and guilty towards the disgraced Empress Gao in her previous life.
At this time, Gao Pingping was only sixteen years old, which was when a girl was most beautiful. Even so, Gao Pingping was not beautiful.
She is tall, has a strong figure, small eyes, and a slightly dark complexion. She can barely be called "heroic"!
Gao Pingping didn't wait for Zhao Xiyan to respond. He turned around and told Li Lili to open the door. He jumped up and got on the carriage.
Zhao Queyu was dumbfounded and stretched out his hand to tug on Zhao Xiyan's clothes.
How could she jump on someone's carriage like that? What should she do if she was a little scared?
Zhao Xiyan remained calm, held her little cousin's hand, and smiled reassuringly at her. Zhao Queyu felt more at ease and moved closer to her cousin.
Gao Pingping had already sat down opposite, and then he noticed there was another person in the carriage: "Who are you?"
You can’t lose people and lose the formation!
Zhao Queyu straightened his back and responded loudly: "My name is Zhao Queyu, and my father is the Minister of Industry."
"Oh, you are Zhao Yuanren's daughter." Gao Pingping didn't feel there was anything wrong in calling a civil servant by his first name.
When her father, Marquis Zhongyong, talked about civil servants at home, he always added "that old guy"! She was very polite in saying so.
Zhao Queyu was so angry that he tried his best to open his almond eyes wide and stare at him.
"Why do you look at me like this?" Gao Pingping was also a little unhappy: "Did I say something wrong?"
Zhao Xiyan shook Zhao Queyu's hand hard, and Zhao Queyu turned his head to the side angrily. Then he heard his cousin's gentle voice say: "Miss Gao speaks quickly, which shows that she has a cheerful temperament."
Gao Pingping curled his lips: "Okay, you don't have to beat around the bush. I know that you have read poetry and books and respect etiquette, and you can't stand me, the daughter of a martial artist."
Gao Peng, the Zhongyong Marquis, had five sons and only one daughter, Gao Pingping. Gao Pingping was pampered and grew up in the mansion. To put it nicely, he had no chest and was quick to talk to others. To put it bluntly, he just lacked a little bit of mind.
No matter what, the young tall lady in front of me is not difficult to get along with. Speaking directly has direct benefits.
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled: "Miss Gao misunderstood, I really like Miss Gao's temperament."
Gao Pingping looked at Zhao Xiyan again and suddenly sighed: "You are so beautiful. I originally planned to hate you, but after seeing you today, I can't hate you anymore."
