is such a fake play, I don't know how embarrassed Yan Qingcheng is!

Yan Qiuyue's little face turned pale angrily, but Yan Chengcheng also wiped the corners of her eyes: "How can such a good person as my sister suffer such a toss?"

If Yan Qiuyue hadn't had concentration, I'm afraid that she would have pointed at Yan Tingcheng's nose and scolded her at this moment.

Seeing that Yan Qiuyue's hands seemed to be shaking, Yan Qingcheng looked surprised: "Sister, what's wrong?" ”

"I'm fine......

Yan Qiuyue stood up, the expression on her face seemed to be a little stiff: "It's my sister who came to bother my sister today." ”

"You also said just now, you and I are sisters, how can you move around more between sisters?"

Yan Qingcheng covered his lips and smiled: "You, you should come to see me more." ”

More than that?

Yan Qiuyue almost vomited blood, and she couldn't wait to vomit three liters of blood once, if she came a few more times, wouldn't it kill her?

"The gift was also delivered, and my sister should wear it if she likes it."

Yan Qiuyue's eyes seemed to be a little resentful, and Yan Qingcheng bowed slightly: "That's natural, but it's the same to wait until you wear this hairpin later." ”

Seeing that Yan Chengcheng's oil and salt did not enter, Yan Qiuyue was even more eager to bite a mouthful of silver teeth.

Yu'er sent Yan Qiuyue away, and when she came back, she couldn't help but laugh: "Miss's mouth is really powerful, the slave maid's face is green when she looks at the second miss." ”

"I'm still a delicate girl."

Yan Qingcheng opened his mouth leisurely, and clenched his slender five fingers into a fist: "I will go down with this fist, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it." ”

“……”

Miss, can you not be so violent, the slave is afraid!

Yan Qingcheng stretched his waist, stood up, and walked outside: "I have prepared the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner for these two days, and everything on the side is almost arranged, I will go to see grandpa." ”

"Yes."

Yu'er hurriedly responded, put on the cloak, and went out with Yan Chengcheng.

When Yan Zhong saw Yan Qingcheng coming, he had a little more smile on his face, but he was vaguely worried: "When I heard about Fang Cai, the autumn moon passed?" ”

Yan Qingcheng bowed slightly: "It's in the past." ”

"It's ...... passed"

Yan Zhong frowned: "Didn't do anything to you, did you?" ”

Yan Qingcheng was slightly stunned at first, and then shook his head: "She won't touch me." ”

At least in the General's Palace.

Yan Zhong nodded and said: "That's good, this kid is very serious about revenge, and you are now in charge of the house, and it is normal for her to be dissatisfied." ”

"It's good to be normal with her."

Yan Qingcheng said: "As long as they are worthy, I will not pursue anything." ”

Yan Zhong saw that Yan Qingcheng's words were vaguely in the demeanor of a general, and he couldn't help but smile on his face: "That's good......"

"I have ordered the affairs of this year's Chinese New Year's Eve to go down, and the two days of the DPRK should be more peaceful, and grandpa should not work so hard anymore."

Yan Tingcheng looked at the official document in front of Yan Zhong and couldn't help but laugh: "Grandpa is a military general, but he has become a civil official." ”

"These are the cases of Grandpa's men, and it's much simpler than those real official documents."

Yan Zhong smiled: "Do you want to stay for lunch at noon?" ”

"I don't need to have lunch, I'll come to see you in the evening, I want to rearrange my cabinet in the afternoon, which can be regarded as a change of mood."

Yan Qingcheng said with a smile, but he didn't believe that life could be so peaceful.

If the days to come are like now, there are occasional conflicts with the second room, but with a grandfather by his side, it is also excellent for him to be able to talk to his grandfather, chat, and practice martial arts together and bask in the sun.

Thinking like this, Yan Qingcheng still had a trace of expectation.

"Well, your second uncle shouldn't have anything to do lately, and he will stay at home, so you just have less contact with him."

Yan Zhong instructed Yan Chengcheng, and Yan Chengcheng nodded in response.

The first thing Yan Qiuyue did when she returned to her Qinzhuyuan was to sweep everything on the dresser to the ground, and there was a broken sound, and the fragrance of rouge spread in the air.

Chunlan on the side hurriedly knelt down, waiting for Yan Qiuyue's anger in fear.

"It's just a little slut, it's so difficult!"

Yan Qiuyue gritted her teeth, and her eyes were almost bursting with fire: "She is obviously just taking the opportunity to embarrass me for this hairpin sent by His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Dare to have a good sister, who is a sister with her? It's ridiculous! If she has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in her heart, then she will fight for it in an upright manner! ”

"Miss......"

Before Chunlan could finish speaking, a hair comb smashed over, and Chunlan's face was suddenly cut by the hair comb, and in a moment, gurgling blood flowed out.

Half of Chunlan's face was stained red with blood, and she opened her mouth in horror: "Ahhhhhhh

"What's it called?"

Yan Qiuyue's eyes were cold, this blood was really a bit of an eyesore, the blood that flowed out of his body at the beginning, had he been pitied for one or two?

Chunlan held back the pain and fright, but her body trembled violently: "Xiao ...... Miss ......"

"Useless stuff!"

Yan Qiuyue glanced at her in disgust: "Shut your mouth and get away!" ”

Chunlan almost crawled up and ran outside, her pace in a hurry, as if there was a demon chasing after her.

Yan Qiuyue watched her leave coldly, then sat down in front of the dressing mirror, looking at the delicate face in the mirror, Yan Qiuyue smiled at the mirror, and the beauty in the mirror also smiled.

Now it's her only weapon......

Yan Qiuyue's eyes suddenly became ruthless, no matter what, she would never give up the prince, and she would never let the prince give up on her! Otherwise, she really wouldn't even be able to turn over.

Yan Allure!

Yan Qiuyue couldn't wait to bite this name: "Even if you are proud now, what can you do, even if I am a concubine in the future, you are the wife, and you are the wife who wants to salute me!" ”

It is true that Yan Qingcheng's few words about the concubine's wife made Yan Qiuyue's heart have a thorn.

"Miss, that person...... That person will definitely not end well in the future, Miss will be the person next to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the future, and now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not yet established the Crown Princess, who knows what will happen in the future? ”

Chunlan, who went and returned, had gauze wrapped around her face, and there were faint traces of blood oozing out, looking at Yan Qiuyue's earnest words: "Miss, you are the closest person to the slave maid, even if the slave maid dies, you must definitely be satisfied." ”

Yan Qiuyue's originally cold face finally had some expression, looked at Chunlan for a long time, and stretched out her hand to help the person up: "Fang is not wrong, your injury is not a big deal, right?" ”