Ye Qingqing left frantically, and did not want Lin Chen to touch her before leaving.
Lin Chen stood at the door of Fengyue Pavilion, like a little animal licking its wounds alone after being injured, looking at Ye Qingqing's resolutely leaving figure with eyes wide.
The wound on his forehead was still bleeding.
"Hello, Butler Lin."
A soft voice came from the high wall next to him. Lin Chen was startled and looked up, only to see a girl with half of her face in shadow lying on the wall next to the gate of Fengyue Pavilion, looking at him with a smile, "
Why do you like Ye Qingqing so much?"
He was even willing to trample his dignity under his feet for her.
Lin Chen leaned against the door and squatted in front of the threshold. He held his head in his hands and looked at the new grass on the spring mud in front of the door. He said: "When I was about to starve to death, she gave me a steamed bun..."
"Made the third lady laugh."
Lin Chen stood up, pretending to be fine, and gracefully cupped his hands towards Qing Ge, then turned around and limped away. The bright moonlight stretched his back long, making him look lonely and desolate.
Qing Ge lay on the high wall of Fengyue Pavilion, looking at the direction where Lin Chen disappeared, thoughtfully.
"Ji Yue." Qing Ge suddenly said.
"Call me uncle."
Qing Ge: "..." Your sister's uncle!
Chaotian rolled his eyes, Qingge got serious and asked: "I remember that Ye Qingge gave his buns to a boy when he was a child, right?"
"There seems to be such a thing. That boy looks a bit like this Lin Chen." Ji Yue seemed to think for a while before saying.
"That's right."
She curled her lips in a soft song and smiled coldly.
Since someone wants her to die, she naturally won't sit still and wait for death.
The evening breeze is cool and the night is rich, like splashing ink, so quiet and depressing. In the main hall, in the huge room, with light curtains and dim red candles, Qin Lan takes off her clothes and servants for Ye Zhengxiong, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
"I'm going to the palace tomorrow. That wild girl Qingge has brought misery to the Ye family. The emperor will definitely be furious." Ye Zhengxiong straightened his half-hundred-year-old hair, looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and wrinkled.
Frowning, a few more white hairs appeared.
"Master, this is a beautiful thing." Qin Lan smiled.
"How do you say this?" Ye Zhengxiong was surprised.
Qin Lan took off the hairpin on her head, and all the three thousand black hairs poured down. The charm was still there. She hooked a strand of black hair on the side of her face back, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes. The room was full of gentleness, but when she saw her saying:
: "Ye Qingge was born a waste, and she even has a disgusting face. Would the emperor want such a daughter-in-law? Would the young prince want it? In so many years, how could Ye Qingge not stalk the young prince?
How has the prince ever looked at Ye Qingge with his eyes?"
"It makes sense." Ye Zhengxiong agreed very much.
The two got dressed and went to bed. Qin Lan lay in the brocade quilt, looking at the ceiling carved with the four mythical beasts, and said: "With the old man here, the emperor and the young prince did not dare to terminate the engagement, but now that Ye Qingge's reputation has been ruined, it seems that
It seems to be a slap in the face of the royal family, but in fact it is a slap in the face. The royal family wants to use this matter to terminate the engagement. It is not too late to be happy. Of course, the superficial skills must be sufficient."
Qin Lan turned her head, a pair of apricot eyes sparkling, "Master, our daughter will return from training in a while. The young prince is the most favored by the emperor and has extraordinary talents. It is better to use this matter to ask the emperor to grant a marriage, which will take care of the royal family.
With her good looks, she can also arrange a grand marriage, and I heard that the young prince once praised Xueer for being born in a beautiful country." (To be continued)