It's just that I don't know what's going on with this Zhao Xueli, after she opens the topic several times, she always comes back to her, as if she is very interested in her.

was also interested in her family, and even asked Ye Qingshu if he was her younger brother, and praised Ye Qingshu a few words, which made Ye Qingyu feel a little strange.

And what made Ye Qingyu feel even more uncomfortable was that this Zhao Xueli was also very interested in her relationship with Xu Jingnan.

The question asked really doesn't look like what a girl who hasn't left the cabinet should ask.

Ye Qingyu was deeply touched by how shy unmarried women were in this era, so she felt very strange when she heard Zhao Xueli's back and forth temptation.

"Third girl, how old are you this year? Can you allow someone? Or do you have a sweetheart? How can you be so curious about other people's husband and wife feelings? Ye Qingyu was a little annoyed by her question, and she didn't have a good attitude and went back directly.

"I, I don't have a sweetheart, I, I'm not curious." When Zhao Xueli heard this, her face was red and white, her head was lowered, and she bit her lip and apologized to Ye Qingyu.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."

"But you're offended." Ye Qingyu said.

"......" Zhao Xueli froze for a moment, and then said sorry.

"Third girl, you asked me like that just now, which makes me doubt your purpose." Ye Qingyu stared at her and asked, "Are you coveting my husband?" ”

"Of course not!" Zhao Xueli retorted violently as if she had been stabbed.

Ye Qingyu squinted slightly, staring at her with an unkind expression.

"Mrs. Xu, you, you really misunderstood, I, I didn't." Zhao Xueli's eyes turned red directly, biting her lip, looking pitiful.

Ye Qingyu answered, but didn't believe her.

There is a problem with this Zhao Xueli, but she doesn't know her purpose for the time being.

"Mrs. Xu, you really misunderstood, I, I...... My grandmother wanted me to marry King Rong, and I couldn't have thought of anything else. ”

Zhao Xueli stomped her feet, twisting the handkerchief in her hand into a twist, and her pretty face was flushed.

"Do you like King Rong?" Ye Qingyu raised his eyebrows.

"His Royal Highness King Rong is handsome, I, I ......" Zhao Xueli blushed, biting her lip and not speaking.

When Ye Qingyu saw her like this, she didn't know what to say for a while, because this Zhao Xueli looked like a shy girl looking forward to getting married.

However, Ye Qingyu still felt that she was a little strange, and couldn't help but stare at her for a while.

"Mrs. Xu, what's wrong?" Zhao Xueli asked nervously.

"Nothing." Ye Qingyu shook his head, "Let's go, let's go to the garden to enjoy the flowers, and the teacher asked me to fold some more flowers back." ”

"Oh." Zhao Xueli answered, quickened her pace, and followed behind Ye Qingyu, looking very well-behaved, but she lowered her head, and a complicated light flashed in her eyes.

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At this moment, the atmosphere in the flower hall is not harmonious, and it can even be said to be tense.

"I said, I don't agree with Xueli marrying King Rong, and Grandpa Guo doesn't agree either!" Mrs. Zhao said in a cold voice,

"If you really insist on marrying Xue Li, then the British Mansion will completely cut off contact with the Zhou State Mansion in the future!"

"You, you poisonous woman! How can you say such a thing! This English mansion is my son's mansion, and it is not up to you, a woman, to call the shots! ”

When the old lady heard her words, she almost fell back in anger, blushed angrily, and pointed at her and scolded.

(End of chapter)