Chapter Twenty-Seven: She's My Imperial Princess
The woman in the money blue dress sitting in the first place under the queen looked around with a puzzled expression, her good-looking Qiu Bo eyebrows were twisted, and her warm eyes were as warm as autumn water looking around in the crowd. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
When the queen sitting on the throne saw her like this, she asked her, "Who is Princess Yanting looking for?" ”
Lan Yanting smiled softly when she heard this, her whole body was like a warm spring breeze, noble and elegant, compared with the second princess Jun Minjia, it was like a cloud floating in the sky.
"It's nothing, it's just that there are too many beauties, and I am dazzled~" Although she said this, it was actually because she felt the dark aura that Yun Qianyue instantly emitted just now, but because Yun Qianyue immediately returned to normal, she didn't find the source of that breath.
Yun Qianyue, who was comforting Li Xi in the corner, raised her head and glanced at Lan Yanting, this woman is so sensitive!
The Taihu Lake Banquet came to an end at the moment of Shen Shi, and the next thing was to give the banquet participants time to rest, and the next banquet would not be held until the time of the unitary.
During the break, Yun Qianyue didn't want to go to the guest house where the Yun family rested, so she decided to walk around. Walk through the splendid garden with flowers, pass by the rockery landscape pavilion, and come to a remote courtyard.
Although it is remote and uninhabited, it is clean, and when you look inside from the outside of the courtyard, you can see a plane tree towering into the clouds. The trunk is tall and stout, with flourishing foliage.
She was standing outside the courtyard and was about to leave, when she heard a voice from the courtyard, "Do you like to be alone and watch me secretly?" "Indifferent, ethereal like a cloud in the sky, which seems to be where it is, but it cannot be touched.
But even if the voice became indifferent, Yun Qianyue could still hear who it was, and looked at it secretly...... You?
She pursed her lips, pushed open the half-hidden courtyard door, walked into the courtyard, and saw the plane tree at a glance, but the most eye-catching thing was the white figure under the plane tree, standing there with her hands in her hands, looking up at the blue sky.
The posture is as beautiful as a pine, and the wide placket robe is gently rolled up by the wind, elegant and graceful. There is a hosta carved from white jade in her black hair. It's not like a mortal...... Jun Mojin~?
However, when she saw Lan Yanting standing behind Jun Mojin, the admiration in her eyes swept away, and she returned to a cold and indifferent appearance.
At this time, Lan Yanting no longer had the noble and gentle appearance she had when she met on the island in the middle of the lake, although she hid it well, but the obsessive look that looked at Jun Mojin could be seen as long as she had eyes.
"Come here" Jun Mojin, who had been looking up at the sky, turned around after Yun Qianyue entered the courtyard, waved to her who was standing there, and motioned her to come over.
Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows and stood there without moving. Tell her to go and she will pass? So she's not very faceless?
"Huh...... I really can't help you, you can't come, so I'll go to you? Jun Mojin shook her head helplessly, her originally indifferent face had more expressions because of her, and her ruthless and desireless eyes exuded a dazzling light.
As he spoke, he walked towards Yun Qianyue.
Standing behind him, the gentle and virtuous Lan Yanting was also hiding the shock and jealousy on her face. Looking at the person she had been holding in her heart but didn't dare to show it, she walked towards another woman step by step, and the jealousy in her heart burned her up like an erupting volcano.
How can it! How could her Son be so indulgent to other women? She turned her head sharply and looked at Yun Qianyue, the jealousy in her eyes seemed to overwhelm her.
Yun Qianyue smiled helplessly, another woman who hated her because of a man!
Jun Mojin walked to Yun Qianyue's side, stretched out her hand and held her hand in her hand, Yun Qianyue wanted to get rid of him but found that she couldn't get rid of it, so she had to give up and look at him coldly. She's always hated people who caused her trouble!
"Let it go!"
Jun Mojin didn't see the coldness in her eyes, took her hand tighter, and dragged her slowly to the plane tree, where there was a soft couch made of rosewood, exquisitely carved, luxurious and luxurious.
After Jun Mojin pulled Yun Qianyue under the tree, he hugged her in his arms and sat on the soft couch, clasping her waist with one hand and caressing her black hair with the other.
Yun Qianyue frowned, she really didn't like to be too close to people, but this person had to do something to her every time he saw her, which really distressed her. The strength is not comparable to him, and it is too trivial to attack him with mental power.
In fact, where is the fuss, there were men who used to do things to her, but weren't they still attacked by her with mental power and became an idiot? Isn't it a bit too late to make a fuss now? But why didn't she attack Jun Mojin with mental power?
Yun Qianyue pondered, but she didn't understand anything, she just felt that he was not like other men, but she couldn't figure out what the difference was.
She was thinking about what was the difference between Jun Mojin and Lan Yanting, but she was crazy with jealousy, she didn't expect that Jun Mojin, who had always been ethereal like a fairy and had never had much contact with women, actually took the initiative to talk to women, and also held her hand, and now she is still holding her......
Such an intimate gesture...... So natural movements...... She suppressed the furious roar in her heart and said softly, "Jun... Holy Son, who is this young lady? She asked carefully, lest she hear something that would break her.
But the eyes that looked at Yun Qianyue were like poisonous and fierce poisonous snakes, insidious and vicious. There is no gentle and noble appearance seen on the island in the middle of the lake. Now she wants to be a black widow facing food, and whenever the time comes, she will use the most vicious and ferocious moves to devour the food.
Yun Qianyue didn't care, she looked at Lan Yanting coldly, suddenly, she smiled like a flower, and under her jealous and vicious eyes, her body leaned back gently, leaning on the chest that seemed to be cold and had no temperature, but scorched. Seeing that the murderous intent in her eyes couldn't be hidden, she smiled even more brightly.
Jun Mojin didn't seem to notice the turmoil between the two women, but she hugged the person in her arms tighter, leaned her head on her shoulder, and replied lightly to Lan Yanting's words: "She is my imperial concubine!" ”
In one sentence, the two women were speechless, Lan Yanting's face was pale, and her gentle eyes were full of tears, but she gritted her teeth to prevent tears from falling.
"How could it be ......" Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Jun Mojin.
"How could it not, can the things decided by this Holy Son still be fake?" Although the voice was cold, it had an unmistakable tone.
Lan Yanting couldn't bear it, she turned her head and wanted to fly outside the hospital, but her heart was full of malice towards Yun Qianyue, no matter who it was, don't want to snatch her man, who! Not at all! She has always felt that there is no one in the world who is more suitable for Jun Mojin than her, even if he has no feelings for him now, but one day he will know how much he loves him......
But...... Who is that woman! She's going to make her disappear into this world!
Seeing the woman rushing away, Yun Qianyue suddenly became a little silent, slightly left Jun Mojin's chest, and looked up at the tall blue sky, the white clouds flowed gently with the wind, which made her feel like she had seen a lover entangled for a lifetime.
"She likes you......"
"Like?" Jun Mojin's indifferent voice did not have a trace of emotion. "It's just another vulgar woman who values my skin and the aura I have!"