Chapter 9 Will the Prince Condemn?
Several princes of the heavenly family are all set heaven and earth aura, very handsome, the prince in front of him is even more outstanding, his side face is particularly handsome, slender eyelashes like birds' wings, the sun shines on the face of a long shadow, his nose is very high, very straight, like a knife carving, slightly pursed lips at any time to maintain a rising arc, shallow smile not only ripples in the mouth, seems to also melt into the pair of bright eyes.
Such a man who is as gentle as jade is the dream lover of many women in the world.
I couldn't help but think of what Yu'er said just now, my face was slightly red, and I immediately put aside those presumptuous thoughts, and secretly scolded: Yue Qingying, you are also fainting, have you forgotten who you are?
At this moment, a gentle voice sounded in my ears:
"Your name is Yue Qingying?"
I was stunned for a moment and raised my head, Pei Yuanxiu still looked at the book in his hand and didn't look up, but the sentence just now was indeed what he asked.
Originally, it was very common for the prince to ask the palace maid, but I don't know why, as soon as he opened his mouth, it made me feel as if something had been broken, a little strange and abrupt.
"Yes......"
He turned his head to look at me and smiled slightly: "Qing-baby, what a good name." β
My cheeks flushed: "Your Highness Xie." β
"How long have you been in the palace?"
"If you go back to Your Highness, the slave maid has been in the palace for more than four years."
"More than four years?" He seemed to be thinking about something: "For more than four years, I have been in the Inner Hidden Pavilion, and I have not been promoted, and I have not been transferred to other places?" β
"Slave, I like it here."
After saying this, I subconsciously lowered my head, and didn't dare to look up at him again, but I could also feel his eyes on me, Ying Ying smiled, and was silent for a long time before I heard him say softly: "Hmm." Hongu also likes it here. β
I looked up at him in surprise, only to see Pei Yuanxiu smile faintly, pass by me, and walk out.
After Pei Yuanxiu left, my expression was in a bit of a trance until I returned to the house in the evening, and as soon as I entered the door, Yu'er hurriedly rushed over and grabbed me: "Qingying, how is Qingying?" Does the prince blame me? β
Looking at her worried look, I smiled slightly: "No." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may not have heard it at all, and he didn't mention it. β
When Yu'er heard this, she relieved her heart and breathed a long sigh of relief.
But this girl is naughty, just relieved, and her eyes rolled again, and she looked at me: "Qingying, why does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince often go to the Inner Hidden Pavilion?" You didn't even sue me. β
"No, the prince just comes to read books sometimes."
"Really?" She looked at me meaningfully and smiled: "Sometimes, or often?" I see the way he looks at you todayβ"
"Yu'er, you're itchy again!"
I glanced at her with disgust, slowly walked to the table and sat down, Yu'er seemed to feel something, and walked over to stroke my shoulder: "Qingying, what's wrong with you?" You've been unrelenting all day today, are you unhappy? β