Xiao Er hurriedly retreated.

Yan Chengcheng put down his hat at this time, revealing a delicate little face, looking at Yu'er with a little smile, with a little bit of covetousness: "It's rare to see you angry, it's really rare." ”

"Miss, you're still smiling!"

Yu'er stomped her foot fiercely with her mouth choked: "What did the storyteller just say about something, nonsense, the slave maid can't wait to tear his mouth!" ”

"No."

Yan Qingcheng threw a dagger in front of Yu'er very happily: "Go and tear his mouth, I'll just watch it here." ”

These words made Yu'er stunned.

Immediately, Yu'er stood in front of the table hesitantly, not knowing what she had in mind, she really gritted her teeth and directly picked up the dagger to go out.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Qingcheng saw that she really took the dagger and went out, and he was really helpless.

"The people at the bottom are talking about Miss's, but you and I know that Miss is not this kind of person, so it can be seen that this kind of rumor was specially released by someone."

Xunyin explained the relationship to Yu'er, reached out and took the dagger back, and sighed lightly: "You are Miss's personal maidservant, and you are loyal to Miss, but if you really do this kind of thing, I'm afraid that outsiders will still scold Miss." ”

Yu'er was stunned in place, she really didn't expect it.

Yan Qingcheng's slender jade fingers lightly tapped at the storyteller who was talking vigorously outside the window frame, and slightly curled the corners of his lips: "Actually, I'm also curious." ”

Xunyin couldn't help but look at Yan Tingcheng with some doubts, Yan Tingcheng chuckled, turned his head, and was really beautiful: "What he said was what happened in Yuxiangyuan that day, what did this storyteller say?"

'Yan Tingcheng suddenly resented in his heart......

Poof, I really want to laugh at me, but I think I finally have an excuse to get rid of that idiot prince, ** with the dog for a long time, it's too late to bless, how can I be resentful? ”

Yan Chengcheng seemed to have heard something very funny, and his eyes were bent, as if they were full of starlight, and the room suddenly seemed to be like a flower.

However, Xunyin and Yu'er obviously haven't reacted to the idiot prince in Yan Tingcheng's mouth, and the corners of their mouths can't help twitching, is it really good for Miss to say such things?

"Miss, tea is here."

There was a knock outside the door, but in an instant, the smile on the corner of Yan Chengcheng's lips turned into a slit, and there was no longer the wanton beauty of Fang Cai.

Yu'er opened the door, Xiao Er hurriedly walked in with tea, and cautiously looked at the woman in front of her with her spare eyes.

"Huh?"

The woman he had been watching suddenly turned her face to look at him, as if she was smiling, but she was a little charming and moving, and it was even more amorous.

"Look!"

Yu'er glared at Xiao Er angrily, looking at him with a very fierce look: "Don't go out quickly!" ”

The shopkeeper suddenly came back to his senses, and couldn't help but look at the girl a few more times, so he hurriedly went out, and didn't forget to close the door, muttering to himself in his heart, could this young lady be from the imperial capital, and I haven't heard of when such a beauty came out of the imperial capital.

Seeing that the door was closed, Yu'er looked at Yan Qingcheng with a blank look: "Miss is so good-looking, that little second has been secretly looking at Miss all along." ”

"You're not yet?"

Yan Chengcheng was amused, but there were some waves in his eyes.

Her appearance is not ugly, the original owner was deliberately cultivated by Wu Yulian and Yan Qiuyue to have that kind of aesthetics, and there are really few people in the entire imperial capital who know Yan Qingcheng's true appearance.

Without those exaggerated costumes, and without the swagger of the guards around her today, there will be no one who knows her in the entire imperial capital?

Yan Qingcheng shook his head, put the tea to his lips and drank it slowly.

If she could, she really didn't want to do those intriguing things, just in a quiet place, doing what she liked, and sitting under the window to make a pot of tea with snow water when she had nothing to do.

sighed in his heart, and the cherry lips let out a sigh of inaction.

It's just that I don't know why, now my heart is extraordinarily quiet, and people always think of something when they have nothing to do, such as Yan Qingcheng suddenly remembered Qin Moxiao.

I have to say that Yan Tingcheng is also a little interested in Qin Moxiao now, if he really has a general friendship with his old man, and can protect her again and again, without hesitating to offend the queen, there is no purpose.

Yan Tingcheng doesn't want conspiracy theories, but the environment she is in really doesn't allow people to put their minds at ease and believe in a person.

Qin Moxiao is really a very strange existence, and it is clear that he doesn't have to worry about her affairs.

In the memory of the original owner, this Qin Moxiao is not a soft-hearted and kind-hearted person, and now he suddenly helps himself frequently, could it be for the sake of the talisman in Old Man Yan's hand?

Yan Qingcheng's eyes flashed, if this is the case, it makes sense.

The girl is wearing a long blue dress, and the delicate embroidery on the skirt all tells how good the girl's life experience is.

Xunyin and Yu'er also stood to the side very consciously and did not make any sound.

After a long time, when the sky was slightly dark, Yan Qingcheng raised his eyes indifferently and glanced downstairs, the storyteller had been replaced, and he was talking about the deeds of the ghost doctor.

"If it had been earlier, maybe I'd have listened to it."

Thinking of the old naughty boy of Ming Lao, Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but smile dumbly, stood up and stretched his body slightly.

After sitting for so long, Yan Tingcheng's body was really a little sour, Xunyin and Yu'er hurriedly came over to help Yan Tingcheng pinch his body, and when Yan Tingcheng was not so uncomfortable, Yan Tingcheng put on the brim of his hat again, and the three of them slowly walked down the second floor.

This face is too recognizable, and if he uses this face directly to and from the General's Mansion now, I'm afraid that I won't know what to say when the time comes.

People are terrible, and she has always known best.

When I returned to the General's Mansion, there was a lot of tranquility on the side of Yan Chengcheng, but there was a lot of movement on the side of Qinzhuyuan.

Yan Qiuyue is finally sober now, but Chunlan in the room is already pale, and her head is wrapped in a lot of gauze, but there is still a faint oozing red.

Yan Qiuyue was like a porcelain doll, lying lifeless on the bed, looking at the veil on the top of the bed with a pair of blank eyes.

"Yue'er, don't worry, with my mother's presence, nothing will change."

Wu Yulian comforted Yan Qiuyue in a low voice, her eyes touched the marks on her body, and she only felt a pain in her heart.