Yin Qingmu sent the carriage away gradually, but he was still not at all steady, and intuitively felt that Yin Qingyun and Chen were making up words to bluff him.

Madame has only been back for a day, and she is gone again......

If Xiangye came back from the next dynasty and heard about it, wouldn't he tear him alive?!

Yin Qing ran down the steps and chased more than a dozen steps, slapped the back of his head violently, and immediately beat his chest.

At this time, if he sends someone to stop him, he can still stop it.

But he also knows the temper of the eldest girl, if she quarrels with her on the street, she will not care about the face of the Yin Mansion, if the bastard of Han Shaoyuan was stabbed out last night, Xiangye will not become the laughing stock of the capital.

Yin Qing weighed it again and again, gritted his teeth and turned around, and went back to the house and closed the door.

No matter how the eldest girl and her wife make a fuss, it's good that it doesn't hurt the pond fish, and if it does, then it's time to talk about it.

And Qinglan saw Yin Qing turn around and go back to the house, so she stretched out her hand and opened the curtain of the carriage, and said to Yin Qingyun inside: "The girl really guessed right, the housekeeper stood for a while and went back." ”

She followed the girl to serve, naturally knew more than others, and she really felt sorry for the housekeeper.

Other people's housekeepers are idle and fat, but Yin Qing still has to manage the big and small chores in the backyard, and even Aunt Lin and the second girl have to pay attention to the jealousy, one is not a person inside and outside if he is not careful.

Yin Qingyun listened to Qinglan's reply, nodded her head, and signaled that she understood.

Qinglan lowered the curtain and raised her hand to let the two maidservants who accompanied her follow quickly.

Ning Luo half-leaned on the carriage, took the preserved fruits on the small table and ate them, and saw that Yin Qingyun smiled a little softly between her eyebrows: "Soft found that my aunt's appetite seems to be exceptionally good, and I didn't use breakfast just now, which ate the preserved fruits in the carriage again." ”

In the past, the Chen family didn't eat these things at all, so Yin Qing prepared them for Yin Qingyun.

Ning Luo ate Yin Qingyun's preserved fruit, his face was not half uncomfortable, but he smiled a little happily: "Why, it's just a few dates, I can't eat you anymore." ”

Although Ning Luo had a smile on his face at this time, he pinched a bit of an elder's posture in his tone, which made Yin Qingyun unable to answer for a while, so he had to let go of the slender fingertips pinching the handle of the fan and brushed the long soft green hair on his shoulder.

"You kid, aren't you just a few dates?"

Ning Luo saw that she hooked her head and didn't speak, thinking that she was angry, and suddenly sank her face and scolded her for being stingy: "Go back, I won't let you see your little lover." ”

Ning Luo's face turned a little unspeakable, but Yin Qingyun blinked, the water in her moist apricot eyes flowed, and she was very puzzled: "Auntie, what little lover?" ”

Yin Qingyun was afraid that Qinglan was still outside, so she deliberately lowered her voice.

But Ning Luo felt that she was weak-hearted, and immediately tilted her chin and smiled again: "Naturally, it's your Xiao Zhi little lover, otherwise it can be Xiao Huan?" Or is it Choi Seung-yu? ”

Yin Qingyun coughed and blushed, and she didn't come back to breath for a long time.

Qinglan heard the sound and opened the curtain to take a look, "Girl? ”

The wind blowing in from the small window was a little cool, Yin Qingyun coughed for a long time before he eased up, shook his head at Qinglan, and said in an uncomfortable voice: "It's okay." ”

Qinglan didn't doubt him, and lowered the curtain again.

Yin Qingyun's peach blossom face was still slightly red, looking at Ning Luo's shapeless appearance, the corners of her slightly raised eyes gave birth to a slight anger: "Aunt! ”

That kind of nonsense just now, how could she talk nonsense.

As everyone knows, people's words are terrifying, let alone in a place like the capital where there are many people talking.

Ning Luo made a few jokes to her today, if she talked nonsense to others with Chen's face one day, then the entire Yin Mansion would not be able to wait to be beheaded by Xiao Zhi, and she would be forced to jump into the river by gossip.

Yin Qingyun had seen rumors, and they were rumors about Xiao Zhi.

The reason why Xiao Zhi married Gu Yanwan as the princess at the beginning was that a large part of it was forced by rumors.

The people in the capital all say that the only daughter of the Marquis of Yiyong has a deep affection for Xiao Zhi, if Xiao Zhi still thinks about Yin Qingyun, who is inclined to be inflammatory, it is simply blind to the eyes of the gentle and graceful Gu girl.

At that time, she didn't feel that it was anything when she heard this rumor, but now that she thinks about it, nine times out of ten, this rumor was released by Gu Yanwan herself to destroy her reputation, in order to force Xiao Zhi to marry her.

Gu Yanwan is really enduring.

The three princesses and concubines in Yin Qingyun's memory are tender, and the whole person is like a fairy who has descended to earth, without a trace of fireworks on her body, but no one expected that she hid the deepest, and on the day Xiao Zhi ascended the throne, a cup of poisoned wine sent Yin Qingyun to the Yellow Spring.

"Look, you're still angry, what are you angry about, I'll take you to see Xiao Zhi, don't you just follow your wishes." Ning Luo smiled and glanced at her pensive look, "Lest you think like this all day long and get distracted at every turn." ”

Yin Qingyun clearly felt the corners of her mouth twitch twice uncontrollably.

She wanted to explain it to Ning Luo, but it involved a wide range of things, and she and Ning Luo had not yet reached the point of that kind of frank intercourse.

So Yin Qingyun's expression of wanting to speak and stopping fell in Ning Luo's eyes, and it became an embarrassment that was exposed.

There was silence in the carriage for a long time, and Yin Qingyun suddenly looked up at Ning Luo, as if she remembered something: "Auntie, you just said that it was Xiao Zhi who took me to see him?" ”

Didn't you go to see your mother?

Ning Luo knew what she was wondering about, so he explained with a smile: "Originally, seeing that you were worried about Ning Shuang, I kindly took you to see her, but when I got up this morning, I felt that this would startle the snake, so I simply gave up." ”

Yin Qingyun continued: "So you changed your mind and took me to see Xiao Zhi?" ”

Ning Luo's eyebrows and eyes were gentle at this time, no different from Chen's smile, "Yes." ”

Yin Qingyun suddenly had the urge to get out of the car and go back.

She didn't go to visit her mother, so what did she do at the Big Buddha Temple?

If you know that he is in the Great Buddha Temple on weekdays, it doesn't hurt to go and talk to him.

But now Ning Luo dressed her up like a demon girl, wouldn't she frighten him when she saw Xiao Zhi?

After all, she remembered that Xiao Zhi stood in front of the portrait and said that her favorite thing was her graceful and delicate appearance in a smoke-blue long skirt standing under the scorching peach blossoms.

Ning Luo pulled her, patted her hand and said seriously: "What are you afraid of, then Xiao Zhi can still eat it." ”

Yin Qingyun can neither go against Ning Luo's intentions, nor can she accuse her of making assertions without permission, and she is really suffering.

Ning Luo was afraid that she would suddenly order someone to stop, so he reached out and grabbed her wrist, but was attracted by the jade bracelet on her wrist, and suddenly sighed.

Yin Qingyun immediately retracted her hand, pulled down her wide sleeves to cover the bracelet, and was still a little annoyed on her face, but she puffed out her cheeks and responded: "Okay, okay, just listen to your aunt softly." ”

Ning Luo smiled with satisfaction.

How delicate a wonderful woman is

How delicate a wonderful woman is