087: Like a demon
Xiao Zhi's big palm hanging down his side clenched tightly, his face was unwavering, and he said coldly: "This hall is really close to Cui Gongzi and Miss Yin. β
The night was gloomy and terrifying, and the wind blew the black hair on Yin Qingyun's cheeks, and the tips of her heart trembled with these words.
Where is fate, if you really feel fate, why bother with such a scary face.
Cui Chengyu took in Xiao Zhi's reaction, pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "In the past, the three princes didn't have any thoughts about this kind of banquet, but tonight they sat down without anxiety. β
Xiao Zhi didn't look at him, but stared at Yin Qingyun tightly, his brows furrowed, and his voice was cold and penetrating: "It's even deeper, Miss Yin is still staying outside with a girl's house, it's really big-hearted." β
Yin Qingyun saw Xiao Zhi like this, a slight smile appeared on Peach Blossom's face, and she lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, "Since the third prince has something to talk to Cui Gongzi, the courtier will retire first." β
As soon as she finished speaking, the two men in front of her were stunned and looked at each other.
Seeing that Yin Qingyun blessed himself, Xiao Zhi raised his hand and hesitated: "This hall is ......"
The smile on Yin Qingyun's face became a little bigger, like a hibiscus blooming with dewdrops, matching the hibiscus skirt on her body, and the skirt also bloomed with layers of petals in the cool night breeze.
"The courtiers retired." She bowed slightly, and then turned her hand and helped Qinglan to her carriage.
Xiao Zhi's words that floated to his lips stopped alive.
made it clear that she didn't want to let herself send her back, so she smiled so far-fetched and ran so fast, should she say that her mind was clearly written on her face, was it too direct or too hurtful?
Seeing this, Cui Chengyu looked over Xiao Zhi's shoulder at Yin Qingyun who was in the distance, and only when he saw her get into the carriage did he withdraw his gaze and look at Xiao Zhi.
Xiao Zhi probably had a particularly bad face because of Yin Qingyun's cold face, and he could almost blend in with the dark night, Cui Chengyu glanced at him, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "Third prince, to make a long story short, my grandfather is still waiting at home." β
Xiao Zhi's eyes fell on the snow, his long body was jade, and the white jade-colored wide sleeves embroidered with bamboo patterns were hunting in the cold wind, and his voice was as cold as the ice prism on the eaves in the thirty-nine days, which was a deep dissatisfaction with Cui Chengyu, "What does this hall have to say to you." β
Cui Chengyu's face was clear, and the warm smile on the corner of his mouth paused, and said, "Since the third prince has nothing to say, why are you hurrying here now?" β
Chang Fu, who had a very low sense of presence next to him, shook his body coldly, raised his head slightly and looked at Cui Chengyu's calm face, and secretly said that he had seen a ghost.
Cui Chengyu has always been an elegant and upright son of a family sought after by everyone in the capital, and the Cui family's family rules are also notoriously strict, why did Cui Chengyu suddenly say such nonsense to the three princes.
He is a slave, and he pleases his master for a living, Cui Chengyu is the dignified grandson of Cui Xiang, and he is also a person who wants to worship the prime minister in the future.
Xiao Zhi's face sank again, a trace of displeasure jumped up his eyebrows, his frowning appearance was a little gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Today's affairs are not in the palace's concern to you, but what do you Cui Jiaxiu want to do with her." β
Without waiting for Cui Chengyu to reply, Xiao Zhi brushed his sleeves away.
Cui Chengyu was blinded by the oncoming wind, and when he came back to his senses, Xiao Zhi had already walked away, and blurted out to himself: "What a temper." β
"Son, you can still laugh, who in the capital doesn't know that Miss Yin is the fiancΓ©e of the third prince, you have been close to her these days, and you don't shy away from it at all."
Ah Jing came up, glanced at the carriage of the Three Princes' Mansion, and continued with a bitter expression: "Just now Miss Yin was looking for you, you shouldn't have talked to her, but now that the Third Prince is annoyed, are you still satisfied?" β
The son, who has always been strict in following the rules, seems to be enchanted these days, and his behavior has become more and more strange, Rao is Ah Jing has been with him for many years, and now he can't guess his thoughts.
"I have my own plans." Cui Chengyu groaned slightly, turned around and walked towards his carriage.
Ah Jing hurriedly followed, of course, that is, how could he really blame Cui Chengyu for provoking Yin Qingyun.
When Yin Qingyun returned to Yin's mansion, the whole person was a little confused, Qinglan entered the house and took the lamp, took her hand to look, only to find that the palms of her hands were full of nail marks.
"Girl!"
"Girl, what's wrong with you?"
Qinglan was so anxious, she had never seen Yin Qingyun lose her temper like this, it shouldn't have been Queen Lu's words at the banquet tonight that made her angry.
That's not supposed to be, what kind of girl is her family, she quarrels with Xiangye so much that she blushes and has a thick neck, how can she be frightened by Queen Lu's words.
Yin Qingyun shook Qinglan's hand away and shook her head: "It's nothing, I just want to be quiet." β
Qinglan didn't believe it at all, grabbed her hand again, broke her fingers and showed her the mark in the palm of her hand, "Girl, you are carrying it like this, so that Mrs. knows how distressed it is." β
Yin Qingyun smiled: "So you must not talk too much, in case my mother sends someone back to ask me about my current situation, don't say anything." β
Qinglan pulled her palm and rubbed it a lot, and the small crescent-like nail marks gradually disappeared. Yin Qingyun looked at the glass vase on the table, the flowers in it were withered again, Qinglan hurriedly took the vase away, and complained softly: "This Bizhu is lazy again, and the flowers are withered and they don't know how to change the fresh ones." β
Yin Qingyun has never cared much about these things, lowered her eyelids, looked at the candles with wax tears on the table, and waited quietly for Qinglan to come back, before she slowly asked: "Cui Jieyu, who was born in the Cui family, how long has she been in the palace?" β
Qinglan replied: "It's been a long time, the slave maid remembers that it was about this time last year, Jieyu Niangniang entered the palace, but it was unknown, who knew that at the beginning of this year, there was an improvement." β
In addition to having a deep affection for his deceased wife, the emperor is cold to anyone in the harem, even if he respects Empress Lu like a guest now, it is just a little thin face of the Lu family.
Qinglan followed Yin Qingyun's side, and she knew more than others.
For example, Cui Jieyu was born with a good appearance, a good voice, and even the changed name is excellent.
It is estimated that no one believes it when it is said that it is a natural blessing, and Qinglan does not believe it, where can there be such a coincidence in this capital.
Qinglan seemed to know something terrible, glared and covered her mouth, and it took a long time before she could speak, "Doesn't the girl think that the Cui family has other intentions?" β
Yin Qingyun put her hand on the edge of the table, her middle finger unconsciously tapped slightly, although she did not reply, but Qinglan was smart, and she could already guess from her facial expressions.
How delicate a wonderful woman is
How delicate a wonderful woman is