Hearing Cen Xiyan's refusal, Sang Qingzhi's brows suddenly wrinkled, and even the word "Sichuan" wrinkled in the middle of his eyebrows!

"Please come upstairs with me!" Sang Qingzhi's voice was stereotypical, but he said it again without refusal.

Ying Xue listened to Sang Qingzhi's words, and looked at him with a look in her eyes, she was not only picky, but also couldn't hide her hostility, this man, who did he think he was? Her young lady doesn't want to talk to him over tea, doesn't he understand the refusal? What are you entangled in?!

When Cen Xiyan heard this, her eyebrows also frowned, she really didn't understand, was she very familiar with the man in front of her? Doesn't seem familiar? What kind of fuss is he making now? Listen to his tone, it is mandatory, and she can't refuse to ask her to go to the teahouse with him? What the hell did she provoke him?

Cen Xiyan was a little unhappy in her heart, and she also had a temper, so she looked directly at Sang Qingzhi for a long time, without saying a word, and it was obvious that she had rejected too much.

The two guards behind Cen Xiyan and Yingxue also sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, and they both held their breath, trying to reduce their sense of existence, but their eyes were full of curiosity, Little Miss and Master Sang, there won't be any festivals, right?

After Sang Qingzhi and Cen Xiyan looked at each other for a moment, they accentuated their tone and repeated the previous sentence for the third time, "Please also ask my cousin to go upstairs with me!" ”

"If you have anything to say, just say it here." Cen Xiyan looked directly at Sang Qingdao.

"Follow me to the teahouse, it's inconvenient to talk here." Sang Qingzhi's insistence.

"There shouldn't be anything inconvenient to say between me and Lord Sang." Cen Xiyan's face was calm, and his voice was also calm.

But Sang Qingzhi heard a trace of impatience from her calm face and tone! This feeling made Sang Qing's heart even more uncomfortable.

"People come and go here, and my cousin doesn't look like someone is being watched, right?" The way of Sang Qing.

Cen Xiyan swept his eyes around with his afterglow, indeed, the people passing by nearby were looking at them curiously, and many people were obviously slowing down in their small steps, with some gossip expressions on their faces, obviously, the confrontation between her and Sang Qingzhi at this moment, so many people were interested in gossip.

Cen Xiyan sighed secretly in his heart, and finally compromised, and said to Sang Qing: "Lord Sang, please lead the way." ”

Sang Qingzhi nodded slightly, led the way in front, and walked towards the Mingxiang Pavilion Teahouse.

came to the teahouse, where Sang Qingzhi was before, Sang Qingzhi and Cen Xiyan sat opposite each other.

The two guards brought by Cen Xiyan were people of interest, and they did not follow the private room, but stood straight at the door of the private room.

Yingxue didn't care so much, and directly followed Cen Xiyan into the private room, staring at Sang Qingzhi with a wary face, as if she was afraid that he would bully her own young lady. However, he still obeyed the rules and did not sit down, but stood still behind Cen Xiyan, full of defensive posture.

Sang Qingzhi frowned and glanced at Yingxue, before he watched the relationship between their master and servant upstairs, he felt that this maid was a subordinate who didn't understand the rules, so he didn't have a good impression of Yingxue, but at this moment, he didn't let Yingxue out. Although the atmosphere of this dynasty is quite open, and there is no restriction on men and women getting along, in a claustrophobic space, it is better to be accompanied by a servant, so as not to spread gossip.

Sang Qingzhi's entourage saw that his young master had brought a noble girl up, his face was a little stunned, and he was even more surprised in his heart, whose young lady is this? Young master, when did he have a relationship with the nobles in the capital?

Seeing Cen Xiyan's beautiful appearance and good temperament, he was secretly happy in his heart, the young master finally opened his mind, and the lady should be happy now!

The attendant filled the teapot with hot water and hurried out of the private room.

Cen Xiyan put the half-eaten sugar gourd in front of him on the empty plate, and thoughtfully took Yingxue's half-melted sugar gourd and put it together.

Sang Qingzhi looked at Cen Xiyan's movements and frowned, he felt that the relationship between the master and servant on the other side was very strange, how could he feel that the young lady had some intention of taking care of the girl?

"Master Sang, if you have anything to say to me, please say it directly." Cen Xiyan looked at Sang Qingzhi and said actively and directly

Sang Qingzhi didn't answer Cen Xiyan's question, but said, "You should call me cousin." ”

Cen Xiyan smiled faintly and said insincerely: "I think calling you Lord Sang can better show my admiration for you." ”

How could Sang Qingzhi not hear Cen Xiyan's insincerity? He frowned and said, "We are relatives, and my cousin calls me so, which is too foreign." ”

It should be said that since he saw Cen Xiyan today, his brows have been wrinkled, and he has not stretched out, and even wrinkled more and more tightly.

Although the cousin relationship between Cen Xiyan and Sang Qingzhi is not related by blood, if you talk about it from the eldest lady Li, their kinship is not far away.

Cen Xiyan didn't want to entangle with Sang Qingzhi on this issue, so he compromised and changed his words, "Cousin Sang, if you have anything to say to me, please say it." ”

"I gave my cousin your meeting gift that day, do you still like it?" Sang Qingzhi asked.

He still dared to mention the meeting gift of that day?! Yingxue's eyes looked at Sang Qingzhi, and she became more and more unkind!

When Cen Xiyan heard this, his pretty face was also a little dark, damn! What does this mean? He's deliberately provoking her, right? Right, yes?

Cen Xiyan wanted to say bluntly: I don't like it, it's terrible! I also want to ask him: Sending that kind of thing to her, is it deliberately blocking her?!

But when the words came to his lips, Cen Xiyan still held back and said perfunctorily, "It's okay." ”

Okay? If you say it so reluctantly, that's what it means to dislike? Sang Qingzhi was a little puzzled, he felt that the things he sent were fine, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were all good things, as for those two books, they were also essential readers for the ladies of the boudoir, why didn't she like it?

After thinking about it, Sang Qingzhi asked again: "Those two books, "Women's Training" and "Women's Commandments", have your cousins read them?" ”

When Cen Xiyan heard this, her pretty face suddenly darkened again, she is now sure and sure that this product is to block her again!

Therefore, her tone became cold and stiff, and she replied to Sang Qingzhi's two words, "I didn't see it!" ”

Because of Cen Xiyan's cold and hard tone, and because of the content of her reply, the word "Chuan" between Sang Qingzhi's two eyebrows wrinkled even deeper, he stared at Cen Xiyan and asked, "Why didn't you read it?" ”

Cen Xiyan laughed angrily, she looked at Sang Qingzhi, raised her good-looking eyebrows, and said coolly: "I don't want to see it!" ”