Chen Zinan turned around twice, walked in front of Qing Zhi, and said happily: "Qing Zhi, what should I do tomorrow?" ”

Qing Zhi took the salute from her hand and glanced at it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The inscription is: name.

She frowned slightly, if she remembered correctly, her name was the word of Yeyuzhi.

Is it the Night Reputation that is coming tomorrow?

For Ye Yuzhi, in fact, she doesn't have much good feelings, after all, at the queen's birthday banquet, she was arrested.

"Tomorrow I'll paint a delicate makeup for the girl, and then I'll meet the guests, how about it?"

Although at the birthday banquet that day, Ye Yuzhi didn't seem to like her very much, so what does it matter, anyway, it is possible to marry Ye Yuzhi, and it is not her.

The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and they can still eat her.

"I can't wait for tomorrow, now come with me to pick out clothes and makeup."

Where does Chen Zinan have this patience, wait until tomorrow, she directly ignored Yuxiang, who was still standing aside, pulled up Qingzhi, and entered the room, sat in front of the dresser, carefully examined her direct appearance in front of the bronze mirror, and then raised her chin proudly, and said confidently: "I must have been attracted by my beauty and talent." ”

"Needless to say, maybe I've been fascinated a long time ago."

Qing Zhi said with a smile, in fact, when she was not interested in scheming, she was no different from an ordinary sixteen-year-old innocent girl.

"Nasty."

Chen Zinan blushed shyly, and after a while, he held his chin melancholy and said, "But A-Niang said that the Seventh Prince has a short temper, what if this is not good for me." ”

"Get along first, it's not like you're going to get married soon, girl, you think about it for a long time."

Qing Zhi said, picked up the croissant comb on the dresser, and helped Chen Zinan comb her long hair and make a snail bun, which should be very flattering to her round face.

"That's right, hey, my heart now is like a deer crashing, the Seven Princes are heroic, but when it comes to appearance, the Nine Emperors are the most handsome."

Chen Zinan held his face and said in a nymphomaniac.

"Really?"

Qing Zhi didn't have any thoughts about this, although the four princes all took pictures that day, but she was all focused on figuring out their status and relationship, and as for that face, she didn't take it seriously at all.

In fact, if you don't look at it, you know that the appearance will not be too bad.

Generations of kings have loved beauty, and the faces of generations of heirs will not be any worse.

Although there was a small talk without a word, Qingzhi couldn't help but worry, Ye Yuzhi's biological mother was a virtuous concubine, and her status in the palace was not low, although the power of her relatives was not as good as that of the Guozhang Mansion, but her brother was in an important position. In this way, the possibility of Yeyuzhi becoming a proton is not great.

If it really develops to the point of being a concubine, she will have to find a way to cut off the water.

After accompanying Chen Zinan to try on clothes for a long time, and combing countless kinds of hair buns, by the time it was time for dinner, Qingzhi's hands were already sore.

It's just seeing a man, do you need to care like that?

For Qing Zhi, whose love has not yet opened, it is completely incomprehensible.

Early in the morning of the second day, after she helped Chen Zinan freshen up, she instructed Cailan to take a good look and not to anger her master.

Because if Chen Zinan is nervous, he is like a wild beaver who has been manic, and he can blow it up with a little touch, Qingzhi naturally doesn't care how Chen Zinan blows it up, the problem is that if it is fried, he will beat and scold the people around him.

In the Guozhang Mansion, she still likes Cailan very much, so she doesn't want her to be hurt.

Then she and Uncle Ping, the housekeeper, waited outside the gate, and stood for half an hour.

Still nowhere to be seen.

Seeing Uncle Ping's hands hanging down in front of him, like Gu Song, motionless, it was not easy for her to walk to the side and sit on the stone steps and wait, after all, Ye Yuzhi is also a prince, and his status is noble.

"Uncle Ping, the Seventh Prince, will he not come?"

After waiting for a while, Qing Zhi couldn't help but ask, if she stood down again, her two legs would be lame.

"Qing girl, don't talk nonsense."

Uncle Ping reprimanded, but his tone was very easy-going, because everyone in the Guozhang Mansion liked Qingzhi very much.

"But it's almost past the appointed hour."

Qing Zhi pouted, relying on Uncle Ping's love, and said coquettishly, which was very different from her usual cautious and calm appearance.

As soon as he finished saying this, at the corner of the road ahead, he saw a figure walking towards the door of the house, several small men in the same color took the lead, six people carried a blue-topped luxury sedan chair and walked slowly, there were saber guards on both sides of the sedan chair, and there was a small carriage behind the sedan chair, which was a visit to the courtier, and there were also entourages to follow.

This mighty appearance, I am really afraid that others will not know his identity.

Qing Zhi pursed her lips, but she still stepped forward and lowered her head slightly, showing a deferential look.

Uncle Ping stood beside her, waited for the sedan chair to hear about it before he stepped forward, and said with both hands: "The little one is waiting for His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince here, and the prince is already waiting in the hall." ”

"I'm tired."

Ye Yuzhi replied lightly, then raised his head, took a step and prepared to go inside, catching a glimpse of Qing Zhi standing aside from the corner of his eye.

But he ignored it and continued to walk in, Qingzhi followed behind him, about four or five paces, one after the other, until he entered the hall.

The grandfather changed his clothes and sat on the Luohan chair, because it was a private meeting, so it seemed a little casual, after the refreshments, the night reputation was not restrained, and the humorous words made the grandfather laugh from time to time.

Qing Zhi stood aside, she was not serving Yahuan, she didn't need to do this kind of thing at all, staying here was just the meaning of the Wang family, Chen Zinan's status was noble, how could she show her head at will, this kind of thing was naturally done by her.

"It's rare for the Seventh Highness to visit, it's better to stay and have a light meal, Nan'er likes music, if you can get the guidance of the Seventh Highness, it would be great."

After a chatter, I finally got back to the point.

Yeyuzhi's visit was precisely because of Chen Zinan, so Shunshui nodded and agreed.

"Qingzhi, call Nan'er over."

The national grandfather said to Qing Zhi who was standing aside, and then said with a smile: "When people are old, they are useless, and they want to rest, and His Royal Highness Seventh will take care of himself." ”

"Okay."

Ye Yuzhi nodded slightly, then took a sip of tea, and his eyes immediately fell on Qing Zhi.

Qing Zhi ignored him and strode away, I am afraid that Chen Zinan would have been waiting in the peony garden for a long time to scratch his heart.

In fact, today's visit is a play, everyone knows it, but it is not broken, this is originally a drama to draw the red line for two men and women of the right age, like a gorgeous stage, everyone is on the stage, you sing every word, you think you are drunk with others, and you are moved by yourself.

Only Qingzhi has always been the cold-eyed visitor and does not intend to devote herself to it.

As soon as she returned to the Peony Garden, before she could speak, Chen Zinan strode impatiently towards the hall, Cai Lan's face was a little pale, and she followed behind Chen Zinan with her head down.

Qingzhi frowned slightly, reached out to grab Cailan, and then rolled up her sleeves, and bruises and purple spots were visible.

"Didn't you say don't mess with the girl when she's nervous?"

Qingzhi put down her sleeves, looked at Cai Lan and said.