"Ahh

As soon as Ye Qi's coffin was put into the pit, he heard an exclamation from the funeral procession. The voice was not small, apparently for fear that people would not be able to hear it.

Wen Qingyu's lips hooked slightly, it was time for her to appear.

"Yuqiao, go and see what's wrong with the old lady?"

"Yes."

Yu Qiao agreed, and walked to the Ye family's carriage.

Wen Chang frowned, and there was some impatience in his eyes.

He never thought that Mrs. Ye would be present at today's funeral. According to his original intention, he didn't want to go out of the city with the coffin today.

I heard that the situation in the court has been tense recently, and he wants to go to the court more than to do these boring things. However, with the appearance of Old Madam Ye, he had to do enough tricks.

Where did she think that she actually fainted? Fainting in the wilderness is really troublesome!

"How's the old lady? After all, I'm too old to be here today. ”

He symbolically asked the maid who followed the Ye family, but his words were quite dissatisfied. Both inside and outside the words are accusing Old Madam Ye of being troublesome.

"The old lady is too sad and fainted temporarily, so Xiangye doesn't have to worry."

There was a crisp sound from the carriage, and the yellow warbler was pleasant.

Wen Changfeng raised his eyes and saw that a plain-clothed maid came out of the carriage, with black and shiny hair coiled in a double-ring bun that could be seen everywhere, and there was no excessive decoration on his head, only a plain silver hairpin was inserted obliquely. There is no fat powder on the face, and with a pair of big watery eyes, it is very cute.

He couldn't help but be stunned: "Are you, Yuqiao?" ”

Yu Qiao was extremely disdainful of this man in her heart, but there was no trace of disrespect on her face: "It's the slave." ”

As he spoke, he was about to get out of the car, but Wen Changfeng happened to poke in front of the carriage. Just in the way of her jumping.

"Trouble the master to let me, the slave has to go back and talk back to the young lady."

"Okay."

On weekdays, Wen Changfeng would definitely be very annoyed by this maid's disrespectful attitude towards him, and then he would have put his score as a prime minister.

Now, somehow, the ghost made the gods say only one good, and then get out of the way.

Yuqiao quickly jumped off the carriage and walked towards the carriage of King Rong's mansion without looking back.

Behind her, she felt an unusually burning gaze, making her feel uncomfortable everywhere.

Not long after Yuqiao entered the carriage, she re-showed her little face and said loudly.

"My princess knows a little about medical skills, please ask the sister of the Ye family to invite the old lady to the carriage of King Rong's mansion."

Seeing that the maid of the Ye family was still hesitating, Mother Sun walked out of the crowd and directly ordered someone to pull the carriage over. Then he and the maid carried Mrs. Ye in his arms and sent him into Wen Qingyu's carriage.

Wen Changfeng also followed: "Does it matter if Old Madam Ye wants it?" ”

Wen Qingyu glanced up at him, when was Wen Changfeng a person who cared about the suffering of others?

"I was probably overly sad and fainted, and the concubine was carrying medicine in the car. It was enough to tell the old woman to rest for a while. ”

Wen Changfeng nodded: "You have to be careful, if you need anything, just ask." ”

Wen Qingyu glanced at him again, is the sun coming out of the west today? How did Wen Changfeng suddenly have human nature?

"If you don't care about it, this concubine knows how to deal with it."

The alienation in the words made Wen Changfeng's eyes flash a trace of embarrassment, but he did not leave, but took a few steps forward.

"I wonder if Princess Yu ....... can take a step to speak?"

Wen Qingyu smiled faintly, Wen Changfeng really had something. Otherwise, when did you ever treat her like this?

"You can't say anything to people, just say it if you have something to say."

Wen Changfeng groaned slightly, but his eyes glanced at everyone in the car: "I'm afraid it's not very convenient." ”

Wen Qingyu's eyes flashed, and he finally nodded: "Okay." ”

It seems that in today's situation, if Wen Changfeng doesn't finish what he is about to say, I am afraid that he will not be able to give up. For the sake of the next plan, he was sent away quickly.

So, he jumped out of the carriage.

Wen Changfeng led her to a secluded place, and then said, "That ...... The maid next to you is called Buckwheat? ”

Wen Qingyu raised her eyebrows, Wen Changfeng called her out so specially, just to ask Yuqiao?

"That's right."

"Was that girl born in the family or bought from outside?"

"It should have been bought."

"Is the deed of sale in your hands or in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Wen Qingyu pursed her lips, today's conversation was really beyond her comprehension.

"What exactly does Xiangye want to say?"

Wen Changfeng's eyes flashed, and he said: "I look at that girl as a blessed face, and I want to promote her to be a concubine." ”

Wen Qingyu was completely shocked, and looked at Wen Changfeng with incredible eyes.

What did she hear? She heard her right!

Wen Changfeng actually wanted to ask Yuqiao to be her concubine?

What is this place? The ancestral grave of the Wen family! When is this? On top of the funeral of his stepwife!

At such a time and in such a place, what kind of face did he use to ask her for buckwheat?

In other words, doesn't he know that he is no longer humane? What kind of powerful thinking ability is this?

Wen Qingyu's expression finally made Wen Changfeng's face a little unbearable, so his face sank.

"It's just a subordinate, and it's her blessing to be able to take a fancy to her. Telling you is also a face. When you go back, you can send me her deed of sale. Tonight, let her enter the house through the side door. ”

Wen Qingyu's clear eyes did not have any emotion, and he looked at the man in front of him coldly.

From beginning to end, she never promised to give him the buckwheat. How powerful is this man's self-talking?

"Xiangye thinks, is it appropriate for you to say these things at this moment?"

The cold voice interrupted Wen Changfeng's words mercilessly, and Wen Changfeng's expression finally froze.

"What's out of place? But she's a. ”

"Xiangye!"

The voice was suddenly cold, and Wen Changfeng choked the following words back into his throat in an instant. A chill inexplicably rose in my heart.

"Yuqiao is a subordinate, but it is never cheap. What's more, now, Concubine Ben has returned her deed of sale to her. ”

"What do you say? How can you return the deed of sale to her? ”

Wen Changfeng's voice was suddenly sharp, and it immediately attracted several glances.

In the end, it is an old fritter who has been in officialdom for a long time, and he has already carved the pretense into his bones. In an instant, he reined in his gaffe, and he was still a high-ranking prime minister.

"That girl was bought by the Prime Minister's Mansion, have you ever informed her of her true appearance after you returned her deed of sale?"

Wen Qingyu smiled faintly: "Did the Prime Minister pay for it?" How does this concubine remember that the rain buckwheat was brought back by the concubine's mother? ”

Wen Changfeng choked, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes very quickly: "Your mother is the head mother of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the money she used to buy the maid is not the money of the Prime Minister's Mansion?" ”

"Oh?" Wen Qingyu raised his eyebrows, and there was an unknown smile in his eyes. Just said one word simply, and the end note was very high.

She didn't know that she looked like she was full of Luo Yescar at the moment. But one word, but it gives people a lot of pressure, almost suffocating.

"Either way, this girl must enter the door today. Now that she has gone to slavery, Benxiang will promote her to be a good concubine. ”

He frowned, obviously feeling very uncomfortable lifting Yu Qiao like this.

Wen Qingyu's smile became more and more gentle and harmless: "Xiangye doesn't have to feel that lifting the buckwheat will lower your status. Concubine Ben did not agree to this. ”

"What did you say?" Wen Changfeng's face darkened, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "You actually didn't agree?" How could you not say yes? ”

"Because, Yuqiao has already engaged me to get married."

There was a very melodious sound floating from the cold slanted thorn, but it made people want to slap it in their ears.

Wen Qingyu looked back, and Feiying came over at some point. Now he was leaning on the trunk of a tree five steps away from the two of them, but there was a rare coldness on that handsome face.

Wen Changfeng frowned: "Who are you?" ”

"Oh." He rolled his eyes, and seemed to remember who Feiying was: "You are the coachman of King Rong's Mansion, a subordinate." ”

It was said in a downing tone, apparently with undisguised disdain.

Feiying smiled faintly: "Xiangye doesn't know completely, it's not wrong to be the chauffeur of the lord and the princess in Xia, but there is another identity in Xia." ”

He slowly straightened up, the smile on his face instantly retracted, and the flowing qi that made people couldn't help but want to kick his feet disappeared in an instant.

It's as if he's changed a person's calm and restrained. Even the whole body seems to be covered with a layer of unparalleled brilliance, and there is a faint bit of the elegance and dignity of a noble son.

"I was born in the Lin family of Jinrong Qingyang Academy, and my father is the right minister of Shu State, cooperating with the regent to supervise the country. is not talented, but the eldest son of the Lin family. ”

After saying this, seeing Wen Changfeng's body shake for a while, a trace of crazy jealousy instantly appeared in his eyes.

He was born as a scholar, who in the world doesn't know Qingyang Academy?

The prestige of Qingyang Academy is much higher than that of Guozijian, and students who can study in Qingyang Academy can be treated with courtesy by the monarchs of the world wherever they go, and often can obtain high positions without passing the imperial examination.

That place was once a place he had longed for all his life but could not reach.

Now, he didn't pay attention to a little coachman at all, but he was actually the sister-in-law of the Lin family of Qingyang Academy?

How could he not be crazy? It's crazy with jealousy!

Feiying's poisonous tongue kung fu has been soaked and trained by Luo Yeji for a long time, and he pursues it in the spirit of not striking and seeing blood when he blows.

"Xiang Ye thinks that compared with you, who is more compatible with Yuqiao with Feiying's status and you?"

Wen Changfeng's face turned red, so he couldn't spit out the old blood.

What is this called a problem? Is this a question that is meant to be answered?

If he said that Feiying and Yu Buckwheat matched, Feiying's identity was obviously very noble, and Yu Buckwheat was just a maid, wouldn't this be equivalent to admitting that Yu Buck's identity was also very noble?

If he says that he is compatible with himself, this is not clear that his identity is lower than Feiying, just like a maid?

"Actually, Xiangye doesn't have to worry about it." Flying Shadow grinned, revealing two shallow pear vortices on her cheeks.

"I and Yu Qiao are the most compatible, and people with our status can only be a subordinate in King Rong's Mansion. Naturally, he didn't dare to climb Xiangye. ”

Wen Changfeng's face darkened, the status of the son of the Lin family in Qingyang Academy? If such an identity is said to be a low status, is there still a noble status in this world?

"Lin Gongzi is right, it is the original phase that has been overstepped."