When Chang Yuncheng came over at a brisk pace, he saw from a distance that his yard was crowded with people, and girls and women kept running over with excitement on their faces from all directions.
Chang Yuncheng's face turned blue.
"Move it for me, I want to see what your little hooves can do to me!" Quezhi took the lead, holding a big bundle in his hand, stepped up the steps and shouted to Qiuxiang and others who were blocking the door.
Behind her were women carrying tables and girls holding boxes, all with subtle expressions on their faces.
"Try it, if you can enter my yard, I...I..." This is the first time Qiu Xiang has made such a fuss in public with others. She is ashamed, angry and anxious. She has never been looked at seriously by anyone since she was a child.
Compared with the previous Quezhi, no matter in terms of the quarreling words or the violent actions, they are not even a bit worse.
"Oh, you damn bastard, this is your yard? What kind of sage are you!" Quezhi screamed, "How shameless!"
Qiuxiang lost her words in a hurry and blushed. Seeing Quezhi and the women coming towards her, he simply stretched out his hand to push her.
"It's not your yard anyway, so get out of here," she shouted.
"Please be quick. The young lady is still waiting to clean up the house. The young lady and the prince are very tired after going out. We are servants. Since the young lady favors us, we can't eat or work."
Quezhi raised his hand and shouted, while using his shoulder to resist Qiuxiang.
I don't know which woman shouted after her, and the person carrying the table shouted and squeezed over.
Qiuxiang naturally refused to do anything, and five or six girls blocked the door, starting a tug-of-war in front of the door where you pushed me forward and I retreated.
The girls and women who were watching the excitement became excited, and the younger ones simply stamped their feet and clapped their hands.
"Who do you think will win?" they chirped and laughed.
"What do you think?"
A man's voice sounded behind them.
"I guess it's Sister Qiuxiang's side..." the little girl replied smoothly. When she turned around to look, her whole body became cold and she collapsed on the ground, "Your Majesty..."
When the prince shouted, everyone around him was frightened and fell to their knees.
The melee between Qiuxiang and Quezhi was going on here, and everyone was immersed in it. No one noticed that all the people watching the excitement had knelt down, and only a tall man with an ashen complexion stood abruptly.
Quezhi's hand grabbed Qiuxiang's hair, and Qiuxiang's hand also grabbed Quezhi's collar. The two were tearing at each other when they heard a male voice yelling angrily. Before he could react and look, he felt his body shake.
Then he was dangling in the air, dizzy, and his body was in severe pain. When he woke up again, he had been thrown to both sides of the steps.
Que Zhi pressed Qiu Xiang's leg, and Qiu Xiang pressed Que Zhi's arm.
"Your Majesty..." Qiuxiang was the first to see the person clearly and burst into tears.
The prince, whose head was still dizzy and whose body was as painful as being cracked by the fall, suddenly became energetic. He hurriedly smoothed his hair and stood up. Sure enough, he had meat to eat with the young lady. She has grown up to sixteen years old in this family.
In the year, this was the first time I saw the prince’s face...
But it was a pity that when she looked over, the prince didn't even leave a shadow for her.
Chang Yuncheng threw them away, kicked the remaining maids away, and walked through the door amidst the sounds of ouch.
There was no figure of the woman in the yard. Chang Yuncheng strode around the back of the rocks and walked straight into the house along the bluestone path.
The sound of banging on the door startled the man who was sitting on the Arhat's bed reading a book.
"You're back." Qi Yue put down her book and raised her head to greet the man standing in the room looking around with a smile.
Before she finished speaking, Chang Yuncheng, who had accurately positioned himself, strode over. The next moment, he grabbed the lapel of Qi Yue's clothes and lifted the sitting Qi Yue up with one hand.
"Now, get out of here right away." He said every word.
This stinky man really has a big temper! Qi Yue suddenly grabbed the skirt of her clothes with this big hand, and the tight collar of the ancient clothes made her feel suffocated.
"Chang Yuncheng." She reached out and grabbed his hand, blinking her big Xing'er eyes at the husband who was so close, "Are you sure you want me to do this?"
She didn't cry or shout, and her face didn't even change, let alone any fear or fear in her eyes. It seemed like she was still sitting peacefully, and he was talking to her with a smile on his face.
This woman...
"I'm sure." Chang Yuncheng gritted his teeth and said with a sneer.
"Okay." Qi Yue clapped his hand, "Let go, I'll get out right now and never show up again to avoid staining your eyes, the prince."
Say this and shout Aru loudly.
"Stop cleaning it up, let's leave now. I suddenly feel bad. It's probably an old illness that I've relapsed. I'd better go back and take care of myself. I won't be able to go out for the next ten and a half months." She said in her mouth, holding on to her hand.
He forcefully pried Chang Yuncheng's hand away.
Chang Yuncheng was startled, and then he understood what she meant.
The injured person has not fully recovered yet and still needs this woman to see him. The old doctor even cried a lot today. I wonder if the injured person is ashamed because he cannot cure it...
"You..." He gritted his teeth and looked at her, smiling slightly, "Are you threatening me?"
Someone dared to threaten him? And it was a woman?
For a moment, the strength of his hand decreased. Qi Yue broke away from him and patted his clothes casually twice. Hearing the question, he looked up at him, pursed his lips and smiled, without answering, and slowly grabbed the small fan beside him.
Staggeringly walked out.
This glance up and smile was really charming and charming, but in Chang Yuncheng's eyes at this time, it was not at all pleasing to the eye, but full of provocation.
He reached out and grabbed Qi Yue's arm with his long arm, dragging her back before she had even taken a few steps.
"Since you are asking for help from others, you should have a nicer attitude." Qi Yue frowned and said.
This kid was a martial arts practitioner and had great strength. Qi Yue felt as if his arm was being clamped by iron pliers, and the pain spread throughout his body.
"You also know how to ask for help, so you have to have a better attitude." Chang Yuncheng looked at her, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Yeah, don't I have a bad attitude? I didn't run away and hurt someone's arm innocently." Qi Yue looked up at him and said simply.
The two of them looked at each other like this, neither of them willing to look away first.
This man is too tall...
Qi Yue shook his neck and was defeated first.
Chang Yuncheng felt somewhat satisfied, but immediately felt a little embarrassed because of this satisfaction.
When did Chang Yuncheng become complacent because a woman gave up first? It was simply...
Chang Yuncheng threw Qi Yue's arm away with a livid face.
"A dog is really capable of relying on human power. Get out of here." He said with a sneer.
Qi Yue looked back at him and saw the sarcasm on his face was real.
This Qi Yueniang first relied on the old lady's influence to stay in the Dingxihou Mansion, and now she relies on his influence to gain a firm foothold. It is quite despising.
Qi Yue smiled.
You would be a fool if you don't fight when you have power.
Besides, even if it is a dog, it does not have the principle of calling it when you say it is summoned or chasing it away when you say it is going to go. Even if it really wants to leave, it is because I want to leave, not because you want me to leave.
What a joke, Qi Yue doesn't care whether Qi Yueniang wants to leave or not. Anyway, she, Qi Yue, will never leave. No matter what, she will guard the beam and wait for the return bus to arrive.
Ridicule, humiliation, no big deal, besides, it doesn’t matter who is disgusting who is humiliating whom.
Chang Yuncheng's expression turned even uglier due to her expression. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her intently.
"I heard...you died once?" he asked suddenly.
Qi Yue looked at him sideways.
"Yes, the prince still knows that I died once?" She said without saltiness.
Chang Yuncheng snorted and smiled, and slowly looked around her, like a hound looking at its prey.
"You've made such a big fuss, don't you just want people to know about it?" He replied in a neutral tone.
"Yes, I'm very satisfied. So many people know it." Qi Yue said with a bit of impatience, "Okay, Master, if you have nothing else, go and appease your girls. What about me?
, hurriedly tidy up my house and see what the fuss has become, it’s really outrageous.”
Chang Yuncheng burst out laughing.
"You know it's a big deal," he said.
Qi Yue ignored him, waved her fan at him and walked out.
"Aru, Quezhi, where did you go? Have you packed your things?" She lifted the curtain and came out, standing under the eaves and shouting with raised eyebrows.
Qiuxiang and the other maids had already entered the courtyard and were still blocking the door, while Quezhi and the others did not dare to make any more noise when they saw the prince coming. Both sides were quiet and communicated with each other with eyes, but their auras were clearly different.
Qiuxiang and others looked at the people on Quezhi's side, their faces full of hatred and their condescending disdain restored. Quezhi and others lowered their heads, with anxious expressions, and a few women quietly retreated into the crowd.
There was no crying or cursing. Except for the initial bang when the door was kicked open, the development of things was somewhat different from what was expected...
Everyone carefully looked inside and listened with open ears.
Qi Yue's shout came out at this moment, and everyone was stunned and did not react.
What does she mean?
Seeing that no one was moving, Qi Yue covered her mouth with a fan and coughed heavily.
Chang Yuncheng in the room frowned. He looked outside the door and saw the beautiful back of the woman through the soft silk curtain. From the body shape, she looked as thin as a willow tree supported by a weak wind.
Is she the beggar girl who was ignored by everyone in the mansion?
In the impression, the blurry figure standing behind Mrs. Hou, with his head lowered and shoulders hunched, seemed to be enough to kill anyone who looked at her even more...
Look at the woman in front of you now. There is no trace of timidity or fear. Every move, every word, every smile, she is clearly... a... scoundrel!
When he frowned, Qi Yue's cough sounded again outside the door, this time a bit worse.
A sneer appeared on Chang Yuncheng's lips.
When Qi Yue coughed for the third time, the door curtain rang and Chang Yuncheng walked out.
Qiuxiang looked at the prince who stood up, tears streaming down her face again.
"You..." Chang Yuncheng spoke with a somewhat jerky voice, and glanced at the girls at the door, "Help... Young Madam... clean up."
There was a clang, and the tables and benches carried by the women outside fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty." Qiuxiang shouted in disbelief.
Under the eaves, the man is tall and tall, and the woman is graceful. Under the afternoon sun, the pair are so dazzling that it is hard to look directly at them.*** (To be continued)