ps: The author of Zhang Tui's friend's masterpiece "Splendid Road". Mo Ziyan. Su Jinyan died, under her own poison.

When you return from rebirth, you can live every step of the way, and all you want is a stable life.

It's just that when a bigger conspiracy emerges, this time, will she be able to get out of it all?

Cui Wanqing was originally helped up by Cui Changjian, and silently followed behind his third brother and lowered his head.

"Let that one call the shots? Can he and his third brother still go down the mountain with all their beards and tails? Cui Wanqing couldn't help but feel a wave of despair in her heart.

With her understanding of Qi Xuanhui, under normal circumstances, the matter decided by him will not end well.

Cui Changjian noticed something wrong behind him, turned around and looked, Cui Wanqing's face was pale and shaky, and he hurriedly reached out and pulled it.

whispered in Cui Wanqing's ear and comforted: "Sister, don't be afraid, these two nobles are very good, and they are also very familiar with my brother, although they are royal, they are very close to the people, and my sister can deal with them with a normal heart." ”

After speaking, he took Cui Wanqing and hurried a few steps, not daring to let the two princes wait for a long time.

It's strange to say that although Cui Changjian himself has two sisters, they all spare no effort to care for him.

But it has never been like this, holding the hand of that sister, my eldest sister beats Xiao Zaohui, and she is like an adult in everything she does, and she has never given herself a chance at all.

And the fourth sister is the most unable to sit still, restless all day long, where can she be as well-behaved as Cui Wanqing? He just wanted to pull. You have to be able to hold it

At this moment, Cui Changjian took Cui Wanqing's small, soft and hot slender hand. I can't help but become soft.

A strange feeling came to my heart, "It turns out that the elder brother is holding his sister, and it is this heartwarming feeling." ”

Cui Changjian's heart touched, swept Cui Wanqing's eyes, and became more and more soft.

The brother and sister didn't take long, and they were already standing ten steps in front of the Ruijun Wang brothers, and Cui Wanqing secretly looked at it. I saw Qi Xuanhui, who was dressed in a moon-white long robe, looking at Cui Changjian calmly.

The invisible man curled the corners of his mouth. He said with a smile: "Brother Jiu, if you let your younger brother be the master, it is better to let Changjian look at the green mountains and red flowers in front of him, and make a poem for our brothers to relieve boredom." ”

"As for Miss Cui Jiu. She's still young, well, just punish her for pouring tea for us and grinding ink for Changjian? ”

King Ruijun was dressed in a blue tight-sleeved robe, all in autumn, and he also held a fan with an ivory handle in his hand, pretending to be chic.

After listening to his sixteenth brother's disposition, he smiled and clapped his hands, "Okay." Both of these are punished very appropriately, ancient and beautiful, and the red sleeves add fragrance. Today, a plain hand holding tea, it is also very elegant, come, let's go into the pavilion and sit, and you brothers and sisters can rest their feet. ”

Cui Wanqing followed behind Cui Changjian and walked into the Mid-Mountain Pavilion. I saw that on the bluestone round table, there was a bright red brocade tablecloth. There are not only teapots, teacups, snacks and fruits, but also a small incense burner with a silver gilt hollow swasak pattern, which is wafting out cigarettes.

In the whole mid-mountain pavilion, there is a light and elegant fragrance of orchids, a few people walk into the pavilion from outside the pavilion so good at kung fu, there are already maids who put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone up, take down a few plates of fruits, and give the bluestone drum to the table, add two brocade pads.

Cui Wanqing originally thought that Qi Xuanhui let him pour tea and grind ink, but he was just talking, but he really didn't expect that this Ruijun King would quickly pick up the tea in the teacup in front of him, drink it elegantly and quickly, and then look at himself with a smile, waiting for himself to pour tea.

Her brain hasn't even bent back yet, when can Qi Xuanhui live so casually and speak so thoroughly?

Even the punishment of individuals has become so gentle?

"My God, isn't this the same as the fifth sister? Changed souls? While she carefully served the two nobles, she pondered in her heart.

She gently put the teapot back on the table, and saw that the maid standing in the corner of the pavilion did not intend to polish the ink, so she automatically and spontaneously moved the lotus step, grabbed the wide sleeve with one hand, and sharpened the ink lightly and quickly with the other.

Cui Wanqing is a person who is used to writing, grinding ink is a good job, and it has been done in a short time, Cui Changjian smiled at his sister appreciatively, reached out to the pen holder to remove the brush, and dipped the ink.

I glanced at the rice paper, silently laid out the situation in my heart, and waved it on the rice paper: "The autumn wind drifts into the osmanthus courtyard, and the frost flowers on the grass are even." The West Mountain promotes the deep tea cup, and the wind presses the chrysanthemum fragrance and does not roll. The jade slender silver kite goose, the red sleeves are warm when the cage golden duck is warm. The first term of the year is the west wind, and the unique spring red leaves a smiling face. ”

Cui Wanqing stood behind Cui Chang's fitness, and if she wanted to say who could see it most clearly, it really had to be her.

But this person was just thinking about Qi Xuanhui's various deeds in his heart, and he didn't see what Cui Changjian wrote, and his heart was like a bunch of weeds, and he was still messy with cutting.

Rui Junwang's admiration and praise came one after another, one was bigger than the other, and finally succeeded in waking Cui Wanqing up, she looked at the person opposite, looked at the rice paper in Ruijunwang's hand indifferently, and never looked at herself at all, and her heart relaxed a little.

But I still couldn't help but lament: "Why is my life so miserable? It's just that once in a while, I met this big evil star, whether I recognize me or not, I don't say anything about it, but my heart is about to jump out, and it's really difficult. ”

"I want to fight after I was reborn, every time I see him, I don't fall behind, I'm worried and scared, I can live a few years less if I'm scared by him, so I don't have to worry about others to clean up after myself, so I have to go to Lord Yama to report early."

Cui Changjian's poem is in line with today's scene, and it is extremely elegant and exquisitely written, which is in line with the appetite of King Ruijun.

Conveniently put it on the table, the ivory handle ancient fan rewarded Cui Changjian, this is the fan painted by the ancient people in the previous dynasty, the price on the market, not to mention the ten thousand gold, the king of Ruijun actually rewarded people so casually, it can be seen that he is also a master who does not know the cost of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Cui Changjian smiled and thanked the reward, and opened the solemn appreciation, looking at a very proud and unshocked bearing, which made Qi Xuanhui have a little more good impression of him.

Qi Xuanhui also has his own careful thoughts in his heart, he will still marry the Cui family in the future, the two in front of him, one is the brother-in-law and the other is the sister-in-law, they are very important people.

He is not the same as in his previous life, he always follows his sixth brother around, but he loves to run away with his ninth brother, this market teahouse, academy theater, that has not fallen, even Flower Street Willow Lane has been to open his eyes.

Compared with the high clouds in the previous life, the current Qi Xuanhui is really much more down-to-earth, at least he knows that interpersonal communication is not just suppressed by power.

Therefore, although he is still not as enthusiastic as Brother Jiu's treatment, he has never been cold-faced anymore.

How did Cui Wanqing know these bends in Qi Xuanhui's heart?

Looking at Qi Xuanhui, who was gossiping with his third brother not far away, this person seemed to be very different from the cold and resolute style in his previous life.

While she was in doubt, she also felt like she was on pins and needles.

For Cui Wanqing, no matter whether Qi Xuanhui is good or bad, she just wants to leave this person quickly, and when she is close to Qi Xuanhui, she really feels that it is difficult to breathe

Fortunately, in this half-mountain pavilion, King Ruijun didn't plan to sit for too long, and commented on the poems in his hand for a while, and asked the entourage around him to put them away carefully, and then he cleaned up and began to climb the steps up the mountain again.

It's just that the intimate brother and sister just now naturally turned into a weird foursome.

Cui Changjian accompanied the two nobles in front, Cui Wanqing deliberately fell behind alone, followed from a distance, and saw that his master was alone, Yulan and Yingqiao, the two maids who thought about their master, quickly chased Cui Wanqing and helped her slowly climb the stairs.

Yulan was steady, just whispered to ask Cui Wanqing if she was tired?

But Yingqiao was more lively than Magnolia, and couldn't help but praise in a whisper: "Oh, this prince is very different from ordinary people, with a kind of dignity on his body, which is naturally revealed, and it makes people dare not look at it directly." ”

Cui Wanqing glanced at her, "Don't look at them anymore, none of these people are simple, but they are not the people we should be in contact with, and it is only right to avoid them from afar." ”

Yingqiao was stunned when she heard this, and she didn't dare to talk more, secretly blaming herself for being frivolous, and the master was hospitable, but she just acted out of order, these nonsense words, can you say it in front of Miss?

She was worried in her heart, for fear that Cui Wanqing would be annoyed by this, so she secretly glanced at her master's face from time to time.

"Look at the road under your feet, just see what I am? I'm not afraid of planting the wrong eye, carefully stumbling and falling my teeth, and becoming an open door in the future, who will dare to marry you. Cui Wanqing said softly.

Ying happened to get this sentence, immediately relieved, and said with a smile: "It's good that no one wants it, no one wants a servant to be by your side for a lifetime, you just have no excuse to get the servant out." ”

Cui Wanqing shook her head with a smile and sighed: "In the past, in Xifu, you were the most careful and old-fashioned, and you didn't say a word, and you couldn't be cautious, for fear that if you didn't do a good job, you would bring disaster to our master and servant." ”

"It's okay now, there is your great-mother to shield you from the wind and rain, and there is Magnolia by your side to make up for mistakes and leaks, which has made your temperament change a little better, and you have become a joker."

Yulan chuckled, "I think Yingqiao is very good like this, if you have the same temperament as me, two stuffy gourds, who will make you happy?" ”

"Brother Li"

"Brother Li"

Cui Wanqing and Yingqiao said in unison.

The three masters and servants looked at each other, and they couldn't help laughing, and the laughter like a silver bell echoed in the empty mountain forest, swinging out far away, and then came back, adding a bit of popularity to the empty mountain forest.

The three people walking in front of them were stopped by the laughter of the three of them, Cui Changjian smiled and hugged his fists and said, "Sister is naughty, please forgive me." (To be continued) R580