Pleasant Temple.

The night was dark, Xin Yi prepared dinner, and asked Xiao Yahuan to go to the study to ask Gu Dingfang to come back.

Unexpectedly, waiting left and right, the food was about to be cold, Xin Yi didn't wait for her newlywed husband, but waited for a beauty who looked a little familiar.

I saw Yuan Yao wearing a big red skirt and a cloak of the same color, which made the whole person gorgeous and bright. Walking slowly with a food box, the nepotism was in the wind, and the lotus steps moved lightly, looking at it from a distance like a picture of a lady.

"Miss, what does this surname Yuan mean? Why should I dress exactly like you? Lianxin stretched out her head and glanced at it, and immediately became unwilling.

Xin Yi didn't pay much attention at first, but felt that Yuan Yao was dressed up extraordinarily delicate and beautiful today. After being reminded by Lianxin, take a closer look, and sure enough.

No wonder she felt familiar, when she returned to Ning the day before yesterday, she was wearing something similar to Yuan Yao's current outfit.

It's just that Xin Yiping doesn't like bright colors, she is already beautiful, and when she wears brightly colored clothes, she always feels too public.

The day before yesterday, Guining couldn't wear it like that, but now that she went back to her yard, she immediately changed into a light yellow plain skirt, her hair was tied in a bun, and a jasper hairpin was loosely inserted on it.

Compared with Yuan Yao, who came to the door dressed up at the moment, it seems that Yuan Yao is the newlywed hostess of this pleasant courtyard, and she is like a little girl who came to be a guest.

"Miss, you said that this Yuan Yao pretended to be you, and he wouldn't think of taking advantage of the darkness to confuse the prince with his truth, right?" When Yuan Yao approached, Lianxin muttered in her ear again.

It was an unintentional sentence, but Xin Yi listened to it with a sigh in her heart.

In the dream, the woman in red who pretended to be herself on the cliff finally took off the red veil to reveal Yuan Yao's face.

After Xin Yi woke up, she only thought it was a coincidence, and didn't think much about it, but now looking at Yuan Yao's clothes, Xin Yi suddenly realized something. Didn't he pretend to be himself in his previous life and booby trap Gu Dingfang, was he really Yuan Yao?

If it is really her, then the skillful use of the knife technique, straight to the heart, is not practiced overnight, I think I will be able to find flaws in her today.

"Yao'er took the liberty to disturb, please forgive my cousin." Xin Yi thought about it, and Yuan Yao finally approached and waved respectfully at her.

Given that the first two contacts were not very pleasant, Yuan Yao actually didn't really want to see Xin Yi. Who would have thought that just now the deceased son's study was delivering soup, but Mu Feng stopped her and didn't even let her in the door.

There was no way, so she came to Yixin Courtyard with a hard head. No matter what, I'm dressed up like this, I have to let the prince see it.

To Yuan Yao's surprise, Xin Yi didn't seem to remember her previous grudge at all, and even her attitude towards her was more enthusiastic than the previous two times.

I saw Xin Yi looking at her with a smile, and cordially beckoned her to sit in front of her: "Don't bother, don't bother, Yao'er is here." Have you had dinner? ”

"Cousin-in-law, Yao'er is here to apologize to you. It was our bad that day, and we made your cousin angry. ”

Yuan Yao put down the food box and apologized to Xin Yi again,

"This is Yao'er's own stewed lotus root pork rib soup, I wonder if my cousin is still used to drinking it?"

"Get used to it. Your craftsmanship must be very delicious, and when the prince comes back, we will all drink it together. ”

Xin Yi kindly pressed the person to sit next to her, and said very generously,

"As for the things that were before, now that they have passed, let us not speak of them again. Besides, it's not your fault, you also wanted to stop it at the time, didn't you stop it? My cousin knows it all in her heart. ”

Although Xin Yi said cordially, when Yuan Yao sat closer, she was still a little awkward in her heart. Not to mention, even the makeup on this person's face is the same as the day she returned to Ning. As a result, in her trance, there is always an illusion of looking in the mirror.

"It's good that my cousin-in-law can understand, Yao'er is afraid that my cousin-in-law will think too much, in fact, Yao'er is really not that kind of person, and she has always respected her cousin-in-law very much."

Xin Yidu handed out the olive branch first, and Yuan Yao hurriedly followed, and hurriedly said,

"To say something offensive to my cousin-in-law, in fact, Yao'er used to have a sister who looked like a fairy, but then unfortunately died, Yao'er now looks at her cousin-in-law, and she only feels kind, just like her own sister in front of her."

Xin Yi covered her mouth and smiled when she heard this: "Alas, if you don't say that our sisters have eyes, don't hide it from your cousin, your cousin also feels very kind when she sees you, just like seeing your own sister......"

When Gu Dingfang came back, what he saw was this painting of sisterly love.

Her newlywed wife, pulling others, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, greeted each other with a smile.

Especially that smile, it's really sweet to look at. Anyway, after knowing each other for so long, he had never seen her smile like this to himself.

Suddenly, I don't know what Yuan Yao said again, the little wife was teased, holding her stomach, leaning forward and backward with laughter, and the flowers and branches trembled. When the hairpin swayed, a strand of hair naughtily escaped from the restraint and hung down, adding a bit of charm to the delicate little man.

Gu Dingfang took it step by step, and even deliberately increased his pace, but everyone was about to walk to the door, and the little wife was still laughing with others, and she didn't notice his arrival at all.

Sure enough, there is still no husband like him in my heart. No, to be precise, it should be that he is not there, she seems to be living more freely and wantonly.

The more Gu Dingfang looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and when he entered the door, his face was a little more fierce than usual.

In the end, it was Yuan Yao who saw him first, got up and saluted him: "Cousin is back." ”

Xin Yi had to turn her head to look at him, but the smile on her face immediately became extraordinarily perfunctory, and even asked with a little reproach:

"Why did the husband come back? My cousin has been waiting for you for a long time. Look, my cousin has stewed pork ribs and lotus root soup herself, just waiting for you to taste it together. ”

Gu Dingfang didn't say a word with a dark face, walked past them, and went straight into the inner room.

The face was thrown so obviously, Xin Yi couldn't help it, Tong Yuanyao smiled and said sorry, got up and followed.

Then I saw Gu Dingfang with a calm face, standing behind the screen, his arms outstretched, and his dark eyes looking at her fixedly, just waiting for her to come forward and help her wait in wide clothes.

I really think I am a master, and I drag it to 2580,000.

In normal times, Xin Yiding didn't even bother to pay attention to him, so he let him hang there. It's just that Yuan Yao is still sitting outside at this moment, and it's not good for her to make trouble with him in front of others.

Taking a deep breath, Xin Yi had no choice but to step forward and help Gu Dingfang unbutton his clothes. I didn't want to touch the placket of my clothes as soon as I saw someone suddenly lower his head, gritted his teeth in her ear and said:

"Xin Yi, pay attention to your identity!"

Seeing people laughing like this, what does it mean, really when he can't see it, isn't it the idea of stuffing people into his bed?

And that Yuan Yao, what does it mean to deliberately imitate his wife's makeup? As everyone knows, Dong Shi imitates the style, and looking at it will only make people sick.

Xin Yi had her own plans, so she didn't bother to pay attention to him, rolled her eyes, and continued to unbutton the button in her hand.