She retreated in a panic, completely forgetting that she was standing by the bridge now, and tripped over the water's edge stone, and her whole body was about to fall into the water.

At this moment, Sima Cheng's long arm grabbed Yi Xue's wrist neatly, but his body was still as tall as a lone pine proudly independent, his expression was as calm as ever, and he easily took Yi Xue to the shore.

Yi Xue only felt like a catkins in the wind, being pulled by Sima Cheng like this, as if she was going to hit his chest, so she hurriedly wanted to break free of his hand, and then Yi Xue resisted, Sima Cheng couldn't help but add more strength, which could have just made the person in front of him stand still, but as a result, Yi Xue just hit Sima Cheng's chest like this.

His face touched the man's praise clothes again, and Yi Xue couldn't help but feel hot on her face, and quickly broke free of Sima Cheng's hand, covered her face, and turned her back to Sima Cheng.

Sima Cheng saw that she had already stood still, so he didn't force it this time, and let go of his hand, but a gust of wind quietly drilled through the gap between his fingertips that stayed in the air, Sima Cheng was stunned, and naturally put his hand down after a while.

Yi Xue paused for a while, seeing that he didn't speak, but he didn't feel that he had left, and finally felt that the heat on his face had gradually cooled, and hurriedly sorted out his clothes, just saw the letter in the placket, and secretly turned his head to peep at him.

Sima Cheng was the same as before, the first time Yi Xue saw it at the luncheon, he closed his eyes and faced the wind, and the green silk was around.

This time the two got closer, and Yi Xue also saw it more realistically, her nose was like a hanging gall and her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, her feather eyelashes were curled, her thin lips were not dyed and vermilion, although the outline was not as deep as Rong Tan, but it complemented the warm facial features.

Yi Xue faintly felt that the two seemed to be somewhat similar, but if she hadn't seen someone Rong Tian, she would definitely not connect the two. However, Sima Cheng's temperament is chic and calm, and there is a hint of laziness, which is far from Rong Tian, and he is more like a man in Dayu.

Seeing Sima Cheng's eyelashes trembling slightly, Yi Xue thought that he had opened his eyes, so she hurriedly lowered her head, and was happy that she hadn't been discovered, but Sima Cheng's sentence "Miss Qing'er, have you seen enough?" So that Yi Xue couldn't help but shudder.

Yi Xue was so frightened that she quickly knelt down and leaned over, for fear of angering this "ancestor" again.

"At this time, you and I are no longer master and servant, and Miss Tan'er doesn't have to be polite" Sima Cheng said in a relaxed tone, closed his words, and personally leaned over to help Yi Xue up.

The moment Sima Cheng's hand touched Yi Xue's arm, this kind of physical touch made Yi Xue tremble slightly, Sima Cheng's abnormality made Yi Xue puzzled, although he got up, but Yi Xue still lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

Sima Cheng seemed to notice the strangeness of the snow, so he talked about himself, he asked the lotus picker to take him on a boat in the lake in the afternoon to enjoy the lotus, just went ashore not far away, and happened to see her when he passed the stone bridge, so he walked over.

Sima Cheng's explanation was concise and clear, and Yi Xue naturally knew the ins and outs of the matter in an instant, but Yi Xue couldn't let go of what kind of person Sima Cheng was, when would he be so gentle and considerate and tell a subordinate?

Nothing more, she is now a woman.

Thinking of this, Yi Xue couldn't help but quietly take a step back.

Sima Cheng didn't mind, he took the initiative to take a step forward, and the two got closer.

Yi Xue panicked, hurriedly leaned over and bowed her hand, and at the same time took the opportunity to take a step back, Sima Cheng couldn't help frowning.

"Miss Tilt, are you hiding from me?" Sima Cheng asked.

Xue Xue panicked and didn't know how to explain it.

"And you have a daughter's family, why do you bow to me."

Yi Xue's mind instantly became blank, she had long been accustomed to her identity as a man, and her saluting hands were frozen in mid-air at the moment, and it was not stopped there, nor was it withdrawn.

In Dayu, women often perform regular rituals, and the bow salute is a ritual used only by men.

"Look up." Sima Cheng's tone was instantly as cold as ice.

Yi Xue pouted, and finally confused her at lunchtime, and she almost handed over the last step of the love note, how could she be planted in Sima Cheng's hands again, she really hated her stupidity.

Yi Xue moved her steps slightly, adjusted to the normal etiquette of a woman, and took out the love note from the placket of her clothes as quickly as possible and offered it with both hands.

After taking out the love note, Yi Xue couldn't help but tug at her neckline more, she was embarrassed and buried her head deeper.

What girl would put something in the placket of her chest!?

Her small movements were naturally seen by Sima Cheng, and Sima Cheng saw that she didn't want to look up, so he planned to bend down to look. Yi Xue felt his movements, and didn't care about talking about him left and right, and said while hiding:

"This is a letter from Yin Baoshan, the eldest lady of the Yin family, the county magistrate of Liangyi County, who wants to pass on the son, please accept it."

Sima Cheng didn't answer and asked, "Do you know who I am?" Give me this letter. ”

"Gongzi is Sima Cheng, the prince of King Jing's mansion, and he is the person explained by Miss Yin." Xue Xue replied nonotently.

"Miss Yin? Is it your young lady? I don't know. Sima Cheng seemed to deliberately jokingly say.

Yi Xue didn't dare to say much, so she claimed to be Miss Yin's person.

Sima Cheng just followed the love note, Yi Xue hurriedly put her hands together in front of her, looking like a regular maid, trying to make Sima Cheng forget what she had just bowed, and then find a way to get out quickly, and was about to speak, when she heard the sound of the envelope being opened and the letter paper being taken out.

Yi Xue couldn't help but have a burst of heat on her face, she never expected that Sima Cheng would directly open Yin Baoshan's love note in front of her, although it was written for Yin Baoshan, but it was also from her own hand, and in order to match Yin Baoshan's knowledge, this love note was written more easily than usual, as long as you read it, the love between men and women jumped on the paper.

"The slave ......" Xue Xue tried to stop.

"I have been staying in the boudoir for a long time, but I have heard your reputation ......"

Before the words "retirement" were spoken, Sima Cheng's voice sounded in his ears.

The snow stood in place, as if struck by lightning.

He...... He actually read the love note in front of him!

“…… Sijun is a secluded room, and the waiter holds a towel......" Sima Cheng's voice became a little slower.

Yi Xue's face was crimson, shy and embarrassed, she really couldn't listen to it anymore, and there was only one thought in her heart that Sima Cheng stopped, and she didn't care about the rules and identity, so she rushed over directly, wanting to take down the love letter.

Sima Cheng didn't expect Yi Xue to make such a move, but he reacted quickly, and as soon as he turned around, Wei An's shoulder blocked Yi Xue behind him.

“…… I am both flattering and pleasing to me, and I am ......" Sima Cheng read as his voice became smaller, and at the same time, he frowned.

Yi Xue didn't give up, and turned around quickly, but Sima Cheng was faster, and after several battles, Sima Cheng simply held the letter high, and even if Yi Xue jumped up, he couldn't reach it at all, so he had to pull his arm instead, but Sima Cheng's slender arm didn't move at all, and he tried many times without success, and when he saw that he no longer read it, he gave up.

When he came back to his senses, he remembered his gaffe just now, and wanted to slip away before Sima Cheng finished reading, but as soon as he turned around, Sima Cheng spoke again.

"The last sentence 'What do you expect from me?' Is Miss Yin asking me to go to the appointment on the Qiqiao Festival? ”

Sima Cheng's voice came from behind him, and he must have asked himself.

Yi Xue looked around, fortunately no one heard it, since Sima Cheng already understood the meaning, why did he deliberately mention it to himself, was it to be sure or deliberate, thinking about it, Yi Xue's pace also slowed down.

Sima Cheng noticed the change in Yi Xue, strode forward, and stuffed the letter back into Yi Xue's hand.

"Don't you want this letter? Give it back to you. ”

"And ......" Sima Cheng seemed to deliberately raise his tone, trying to attract Ji Xue's attention, and then approached Yi Xue's ear, and whispered in her ear with the moist air he exhaled:

"I'm not going."