Zhao Qingyan was very happy and held Wang Xueqing's hand very gratefully.

The next day, Zhao Qingyan wore a hairpin given by Wang Xueqing, and wore an emerald green robe that echoed the hairpin, and went out to enjoy the flowers. At this time, she ran into Wang Xueqing, who had just left the room, and Wang Xueqing's personal maid was obedient to Zhao Qingyan's luggage.

Suddenly, the maid saw the hairpin on Zhao Qing's cigarette head, and couldn't help but lose color on her face, as if she was startled. "This, isn't this Miss Wang's favorite hairpin, how could it be..."Before the maid finished speaking, she was interrupted by Wang Xueqing beside her, "What nonsense, there are no rules, and you actually talk too much in front of the master!" ”

Zhao Qingyan sensed a hint of something wrong, and frowned slightly: "Xueqing, don't interrupt her, I want to hear her finish." ”

"This," the maid looked at Wang Xueqing with fear, a little hesitant. "It's okay, you can say anything!" Zhao Qingyan said on the side.

"Forgive me, this hairpin is Miss Wang's favorite ornament on weekdays, and Miss Wang is reluctant to wear it on weekdays, so when she saw Princess Shi wearing it, the slave maid was surprised and said it out loud."

"Is that so?" Zhao Qingyan looked at her fixedly. Wang Xueqing lowered her head weakly, as if she didn't dare to look at her. She struggled for a long time, and finally said, "Yes." ”

Then Wang Xueqing said again: "Qingyan, am I good to you?" ”

"It's good, it's the first time someone has given me their favorite thing." Zhao Qingyan said earnestly.

"That light smoke, can you also give me your favorite, I really like it for many years."

"Are you talking about Wen Qiao?" Zhao Qingyan asked with a pale face. "Yes. Light smoke, is it okay? Zhao Xueqing looked at her cautiously.

"I can't decide, you can ask him yourself." After speaking, Zhao Qingyan hurriedly left, and his steps staggered a little. Wang Xueqing saw her dejected appearance, and the corners of her mouth were hooked with satisfaction.

At this time, Zhao Qingyan wandered around the mansion, and many servants passed by her to greet her, but she didn't react, and it could even be said that she couldn't listen to or see anything.

No, I'm still going to check it out, I don't want to just give up! Although Xue Qing was born beautiful, empathetic and likes her wholeheartedly, I believe that my Wen Qiao will not change her mind. Yes, I want to believe him! I can't give up!

So she hurried to the door of Wen Qiao's study, and it happened that she saw Xue Qing striding into the study, and the corners of her clothes gently brushed the door frame.

After a long time, there was not the slightest movement in the house, and Zhao Qingyan became more and more disappointed.

Wang Xueqing was gossiping with Wen Qiao while paying attention to the small figure outside the window.

When I first entered, my figure was still standing straight behind the door. Zhao Qingyan's figure can only be judged by the sunlight scattered on a few strands of sideburns and the shadows falling on the window lattice.

And as she spent more and more time in the house, the figure outside the door and window kept changing her shape.

Her head poked out a lot from behind the pillar, and she could vaguely distinguish her beautiful facial features.

The hand seemed to be lightly raised, placed on the chin, and the shadow of the handkerchief moved without wind, as if to tell the mood of its owner.

Wang Xueqing chuckled lightly in her heart, and her complexion couldn't help but be softer, falling in the eyes of people, I am afraid that she is a femme fatale.

When Wen Qiao saw this expression, she didn't know why she was suddenly happy, frowned, and secretly wondered if she had said something wrong and fulfilled the other party's wish.

But he obviously rejected her, and bluntly said that he would send him out of the house. Unexpectedly, Wen Qiao felt a little confused, but the decision to send her away must be correct.

Wang Xueqing didn't pay attention to Wen Qiao's expression, and still paid attention to the person outside the window.

But in an instant, the man's upper body also leaned out for the most part, as if he wanted to listen intently and understand the conversation in the room.

Wang Xueqing understands that most of her plan has been achieved. As far as he spent in the house, Zhao Qingyan's heart must be like an ant on a hot pot, tormented.

And every time she stays longer, the doubts in her heart will be more intense, and when her doubts drown her trust in Wen Qiao, it is when she leaves disappointed.

In this battle, Wang Xueqing is bound to win!

Thinking of the prince's order to herself, Wang Xueqing's face hooked up a flirtatious smile, this time, there is no reason to fail.

Observing the people outside the window, thinking that the time was almost up, Wang Xueqing didn't stay long, and after a little salute, he was about to say goodbye to Wen Qiao, "I've also disturbed the general for a lot of time, I'm very sorry, I'll retire first." ”

Of course, Wen Qiao didn't hold back, and nodded immediately.

"Sure enough, are they all lying to me?" Zhao Qingyan muttered to himself, and left the mansion in despair.

Wang Xueqing turned to one side, and sure enough, she saw that the petite figure had left the window.

Everything was expected, Wang Xueqing smiled with satisfaction, I am afraid that Wen Qiao didn't know the fact that Zhao Qingyan was outside the window, let alone that he quietly put them together.

Even if the two talk about it in the future, I'm afraid it will only be regarded as misunderstanding each other.

Wang Xueqing opened the door without any delay, and when she saw Zhao Qingyan leaving, she gave her own people beside her a look, and the servant immediately followed with light steps.

So, Wang Xueqing was leisurely, and the shadow fell not far behind Zhao Qingyan, until she saw the other party leave the Houfu, she covered her toothy smile with a handkerchief, took the maid's hand and went back to the room, and did not forget to send a letter to the prince.

The prince was convinced, and immediately sent someone to contact the servant who was following Zhao Qingyan, and naturally did not miss Zhao Qingyan's traces.

Zhao Qingyan left the Houfu in despair, walking aimlessly along the street, and kept recalling the words Wang Xueqing said in his room.

From her irrepressible eyes and painful tone, it is not difficult to see her deep love for Wen Qiao.

What about Wen Qiao, what does he think. Zhao Qingyan didn't dare to think about it, every time he thought about it, he felt a pain in his heart.

God knows the torment in her heart when she eavesdropped outside the window, on the one hand, she was educated not to listen to the incivility, and on the other hand, she was surging with curiosity and curiosity in her heart, yes, she was horribly jealous, and her heart was in a weak panic.

She was afraid that Wen Qiao would accept Wang Xueqing, and she was afraid that the person she loved was not her beloved.

One step at a time, Zhao Qingyan moved his legs mechanically, his head lowered, as if he wanted to draw his attention and count his steps.

She couldn't think that Zhao Qingyan was cleaning up her mood and only took bigger steps.

She didn't have any idea where to go, she just wanted to stay away from the place that would make her sad.

Suddenly, there were a few shouts from the originally relatively empty street, Zhao Qingyan stopped, raised his head, the noon sun was shining directly on the earth, it was obviously the warmest time of the day, but Zhao Qingyan felt that he was chilling all over his body.

When I raised my eyes, I saw vendors not far away running their own stalls.

I never thought that at this time, I had already walked to the downtown of Huai'en Houfu.

Suddenly, Zhao Qingyan's heart was hit by this breath of life, and his eyes were a little moist.

At this moment, the crown prince appeared just in time, and even the sunlight gilded his face with a layer of brilliant gold.