Chapter Seventy-Four: Comparison
Ruan Yuyi thought to herself secretly and didn't speak, and Jiang Qi outside was also waiting for her to reply, and there was silence in the elegant seat for a while.
Afraid that the people outside would be impatient, she didn't have to think about it for too long, and she didn't care if she could see it outside, so she only responded with a slight bow, and then danced behind the screen. Because of the nervousness, I forgot which section I jumped to, so I had to start from the beginning.
Jiang Huaiyang actually had no intention of finding out who this woman was, and he was not interested in whether she could sing or dance. But he didn't want to misunderstand the meaning because he mentioned that he saw Jiang Qi bring a famous girl.
He stared at the shadow reflected on the screen, and shook his sleeves and turned around, all of which reminded him of the little lady who always came to the Holy River Temple to look for him.
He clenched the white porcelain cup in his hand.
It's just that I didn't see her yesterday. She was quite obedient, and she didn't bother herself all the time, and more often sat quietly next to him.
So he didn't pay too much attention to her. Originally, there were people accompanying me, and I didn't want to be left alone, and when I sat alone in the courtyard, I felt a little lonely. Before evening, he couldn't stay any longer, put on incense as usual, and drove back to the palace.
He knew her mind and thought she wouldn't give up suddenly. Then someone went to check and found that she was indeed stumped by family matters. It seems that Zhaorong was indeed provoked last time, which forced Cheng Xingqiu to nod.
But when you think about it, how long does it take to sign and leave the book?
Before she leaves, does she still need to write Wen Cun with Cheng Xiu to make an end? Or did she not want to do this, and then cried and hurt her body, so it was inconvenient to go out of the house.
Thinking that she might still be thinking about the man who betrayed her, Jiang Huaiyang felt that his heart was estranged.
The more he thought about it, the more cold condensed between his eyebrows, and he only felt that she was a little half-hearted.
He didn't know that he was carrying himself into the horns. Even the new emperor, who can firmly control everything in the court, is now a little utopian, and he has made himself bored.
Hiding something in his heart, thinking like this, he didn't care about Jiang Qi's name for the woman inside, he just regarded it as the same sound. Before the dance was over, he said coldly, "No need to dance." ”
When Ruan Yuyi heard this, she stopped, and she was not unhappy to be interrupted, and Ying Ying bowed. She was silent, and even hoped that she was a puppet, so that she would hide in the screen so that Jiang Huaiyang could not recognize her.
She listened carefully to the movement outside.
I only heard the king of the county suspiciously, "What's the matter, my brother doesn't like it?" But Xi Yuyi seems to be reluctant to come out to meet her, otherwise that kind of appearance will definitely add a few more colors to this dance.
Jiang Huaiyang didn't show it on his face, but he inexplicably thought in his heart that such a dance posture was barely eye-catching, if he called that little lady, he could easily show that this person was clumsy.
Therefore, there is no intention to look any further.
He pushed the cup in his hand a little farther away, and a little servant came to add it. "Where did you learn this dance?" He asked casually.
Ruan Yuyi thought that he was cold and would not talk to him. So he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he was talking to himself. Breathing a sigh of relief, she took her voice and said, "Back to Your Highness, because Jiaci has a little understanding of this way, so I will teach it personally." ”
She stood behind the screen, subconsciously wringing her sleeves, crumpling them without realizing it.
Although Jiang Huaiyang didn't recognize her, she knew that they knew each other. It was a strange feeling, and although they were separated by a screen, her heart seemed to be beating outward, as if it were about to pull her to the other end of the screen.
In particular, there is an unfamiliar "county king", under the backdrop of the two, making her feel in a trance that they have never been close.
I don't know if he heard his reply, but he just listened to his next sentence is to talk to Jiang Chu, which is about some fragmentary gossip, nothing more than asking the other party about his schoolwork, recent situation, etc.
Ruan Yuyi's heart relaxed a little faster, and her tense body finally relaxed.
At this time, the last dish on the table in the middle was plum soup. However, it was not the little guy from before, but a girl with heavy makeup.
She held the bearing plate with a pair of thin white hands, and when she walked, the rose-red soup in the small glass pot was also swaying, and the bayberry residue inside was carefully filtered out, and it seemed a little semi-permeable in the daytime, like a jade liquid from nowhere.
However, the plums in this season are indeed rare, and they are planted in the greenhouse by special people, and then attracted for the enjoyment of dignitaries and nobles. It is usually served after a meal to relieve greasyness.
It's just that this plum soup is early today.
As soon as the girl came in, her eyes looked around dishonestly, and when she saw Jiang Qi, she saluted, "I've seen Your Highness." ”
Jiang Huaiyang on the side went out of the palace in casual clothes, and he was also used to hiding his identity, because even if someone had seen him, they would not know that this young man was actually today. The same was true of the girl, so she hesitated, thinking that she was a friend of the prince, and she also owed a salute.
"Your Highness, this plum soup—" She looked at Jiang Qi and took a few steps towards him.
In fact, this soup was served early. It was she who bought the little guy who served the food and brought it over for him, just hoping that this son of the world could take a look at herself, and from then on she was surrounded by gold and gorgeous clothes, and she didn't have to know the sorrow of the world.
It's just that there are people next to her in the seat, but it hinders her from acting, and her hand holding the plate is tightened, and her fingertips are a little white.
If it was ordinary, Jiang Qi might have a sentence or two with him, but today Uncle Huang was on the side, if he really did this, he would really not be able to come out. So he coughed lightly and took a step back, "Send it inside." ”
He habitually pointed with a folding fan, but found that his hand was empty, and then he remembered that he had put something on the desk inside, so he had to stretch out his fingertips again.
It was really uncomfortable to have his hands on the ground, Jiang Qi walked to the side of the screen and asked in a low voice, "Can Yuyi hand over the folding fan on a few cases?" ”
It's nothing, Ruan Yuyi should do it. He took the jade fracture fan and handed the lower plate of the fan to him.
He took it and thanked him with a chuckle.
Jiang Qi's movement here, Jiang Huaiyang inevitably looked over subconsciously. From his angle, he could see a corner of the skirt and a small section of snowy white forearms.
He narrowed his eyes, still sipping his tea.
But said that Jiang Qi took the folding fan, and after sitting down outside, the girl walked in with her things, and was passing by him, causing her to keep looking sideways while walking forward.
When she saw the white face with a straight nose and a smile on her lips, she was stunned for a while. When he walked further, he accidentally hit Ruan Yuyi's legs, and both of them fell.
Half of the plum soup was spilled on the ground, and the other part was poured on the girl's hand, so sticky that even her skirt was splashed a little.
Ruan Yuyi propped up the edge of the table, but her knee was bumped, which was not good. It's just that the girl threw herself on the ground, her hair was scattered, and the beads leaned slightly, so she was not embarrassed.
"Miss!" Mu Xiang lost his voice and hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up.