When Yi Xue heard these words, she hurriedly withdrew from her thoughts, suddenly raised her head and looked at Sima Cheng suspiciously, her eyes were full of incredulity, and then she suddenly reacted that she was calling herself, and hurriedly stood up in a panic, handed over the lotus leaf bowl, and began to pour wine.

Yi Xue lowered her head, and couldn't help but feel a little hot on her face.

He just called her "Tilt".

Obviously it is not his name, how can he call it out of Sima Cheng's mouth, Yi Xue felt that he couldn't refute it, and just collided with his eyes accidentally, and for a moment, the four eyes were facing each other, and the tenderness that flowed out of his eyes made Yi Xue feel as if he was electrocuted, and he felt so uncomfortable.

Sima Cheng didn't care at all, he just remembered that those sons and buddies just now talked about the behavior and words of the ladies opposite, and it was boring to think about today, so he learned from them on a whim, just to tease this clumsy little maid.

Sima Cheng has followed Prince Jing since then, there are no women around him, he just returned to Luojing, although he doesn't like banquets like this, but Prince Jing has to let him attend this time, which is the first time.

The lotus leaf cup is to let the drinker suck the wine from the stem of the lotus, the person drinks the lotus stem, the wine flows into the mouth, so that the lotus fragrance is doubled and released, and the maid who pours the wine is also a test, more is overflowing, less is insufficient.

Yi Xue poured the wine carefully, she didn't dare to look at the pretty boy's face, so she had to keep an eye on his neck, calculating the amount of wine.

It was the first time that Yi Xue stared at the man's Adam's apple so carefully, and when the wine was entered, the small bones protruding from Sima Chengbai's neck moved up and down with the crisp sound of "coo, coo, dong", which made people feel a sense of rhythmic beauty.

This reminded Yi Xue of when she ate chicken, and she liked to pick the white chicken cartilage the most. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva at the moment, and suddenly wondered what the little bone in her neck tasted like......

She bit her lip and wanted to cut off her thoughts quickly, reassuring herself that it might be lunch time, she was a little hungry, and besides, she must have been dizzy by the lotus wine.

Yi Xue was obviously pouring wine, but the greed in his eyes was still in Sima Cheng's eyes, but he felt a little infiltrated, his eyes sank, he stopped after a glass of wine, and looked at Yi Xue with scrutinizing eyes.

Sima Cheng saw that her expression had changed to normal, and before he came, Prince Jing had told him to be careful, although he had a little doubt, but he felt that no one would hit the idea on a clumsy maid, so he no longer paid attention to Yi Xue.

Yi Xue sat next to her as far away as possible, and her heart slowly calmed down, remembering that she came to write a love note for Yin Baoshan, so she began to sort out the news she got: Now I know Sima Cheng's voice and appearance, and his identity should be a royal son, as for why Yin Baoshan is emotional, I can guess a thing or two when I see Sima Cheng's appearance.

Originally, I thought that as long as I was cautious, I would be able to get through this banquet safely, but at this time, the prince next to him suddenly bowed his hand to this side, and the next words instantly broke this peace.

"I didn't expect to see Cheng Gongzi today, is King Jing okay?"

It's just an understatement of greetings, but it sounds like three drums vibrating in Yixue, knocking her heart, deafening.

Lord Jing!

I thought it was far away, but I didn't think it was close at hand.

Yi Xue looked at the pretty boy with joy, so many years of suffering, life is walking on thin ice, cautious, all the fears, guilt, and worries seem to have come to an end at this moment, this kind of emotion instantly turned into a tear on the tip of the heart, overflowing in the eyes.

Sima Cheng responded politely, turned his head and came back, only to see the dumbfounded maid in front of him with a pear blossom with rain, staring straight at him with teary eyes.

Yi Xue met Sima Cheng's gaze but did not avoid it, she felt that all this was too sudden, and her brain was a little messy, but even if it was disorganized, she couldn't wait to tell the person in front of her everything at once.

However, Sima Cheng's puzzled look reminded Yi Xue, she suppressed the excitement in her heart, lowered her head and wiped away the tears on her face, but after thinking about it, it was indeed Prince Jing who helped their sister and brother back then, but now seven years have passed, things are people, Sima Cheng in front of him obviously doesn't know himself, and the nobles here are all face-to-face people, has there been earth-shaking changes in the palace, and does the current King Jing still have the heart to help......

Thinking of this, Yi Xue sighed softly, thinking that everything had to be considered in the long run, and she had to explore Sima Cheng's tone first, but how could a maid talk to the little marquis alone, which made people a little worried.

Seeing that she was not shy about it, Sima Cheng couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling strange, but looking at the girl in front of him, he suddenly stretched his brows, put down the eating utensils in his hand, and held the wooden edges on both sides of the dining table with both hands, and a subtle evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said:

"Dumpling, have we met somewhere?"

Yi Xue raised her head suddenly, could it be that Sima Cheng recognized her!?

"Dumpling, have we met somewhere?"

Wait, Sima Cheng called her "Tilter" instead of a princess...... Suddenly, she felt as if she had been hit in the head, and an ominous feeling came over her.

Seeing that she was silent, Sima Cheng began to patiently explain:

"In a jewelry shop, you fell in love with a white hosta."

As he spoke, he took out the white hosta from the placket.

Really!

Yi Xue's face turned pale, because she was thinking about King Jing, and she looked at him without scruples, and completely forgot about what she had mocked him before.

Sima Cheng looked at her strange look and further confirmed his conjecture, so he continued with interest: "Hmm...... In the end, I didn't forget to make a grimace with this king. Then he looked up and down at Xue Xue's outfit with a smile, "I can't think of the ...... that day."

Yi Xue realized that Sima Cheng was about to mention his man's outfit that day, and he had to stop it immediately.

Yi Xue immediately knelt down and bowed, and said in a hurry:

"Childe recognized the wrong person, I am just the maid of the eldest lady of the Yin family, and I have never been to any jewelry store."

When Sima Cheng heard this, his smile immediately dissipated, and he coldly ordered, "Oh...... Keep your head up. ”

Yi Xue could only slowly get up and raise her head, forcing herself to calm down, and her eyes took the initiative to meet the phoenix eyes.

Instead of waiting passively, it is better to strike first, and Yi Xue said first:

"The slave maid is just the maid who has just arrived at the eldest lady of the Yin family, and there is a personal maid above, she has never gone out with the young lady, and she is in the boudoir day by day, and she has never seen any big scenes.

Yi Xue leaned over again, on the one hand, she showed the posture of a slave, and on the other hand, she really couldn't stand Sima Cheng's scrutinizing gaze, as if she wanted to see through herself.

In fact, it doesn't hurt to have fear in the eyes, but it makes people feel pity.