Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 728 Mrs. Mine (54)

"Ben Gong is going in now, you are a servant, do you dare to stop Ben Gong now!?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The butler lowered his head, not daring to say anything.

Princess Zhaoyang's sharp gaze made his back feel cold, he gritted his teeth, and was about to continue to say something.

But in the next second, another servant trotted out from the mansion.

He ran to the butler and whispered something to him.

"The madam got up and said that she could welcome the princess."

The steward then looked at him.

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Zhaoyang again.

The servants were not allowed to look at the master, he didn't dare to look too much, so he avoided it, made way, bowed and bowed, "Please, Your Royal Highness."

Princess Zhaoyang raised her chin and walked in without looking sideways.

The pace is hurried and aggressive.

The butler wanted to welcome her to the reception hall, but didn't want to, Princess Zhaoyang turned around and pointed directly at the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard is where adults live, and she obviously had done her homework before coming here.

The butler was very anxious about this, "Your Highness, you are going in the wrong direction, this is—"

"Go away!" Princess Zhaoyang frowned.

With just one look, the palace guards who followed him pushed the butler away and told him to shut up.

It's really arrogant and domineering to the extreme.

The butler was covered with his mouth, yelling, and watched Zhaoyang walk through the corridor and the path.

Then, in the quiet back garden, a group of people in full force ran into that figure.

That figure, just sitting in the courtyard indifferently, drinking tea slowly, wearing a big cloak, the red is more publicized.

The snow on the cobblestone road had already been cleared away by the servants. At this time, in the back garden, except for the few wintersweet plants standing proudly, and the evergreen cedar, the rest of the flowers were gone.

Therefore, the most splendid thing in the garden is actually that touch of calm red.

Su Bai slender fingers twiddled the tea lotus, and gently poured the black tea from the tea tray into the pot. The boiling tea pot was steaming and steaming, with the fragrance of the tea that had just melted.

Seeing this, Princess Zhaoyang was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

She was so angry that she jumped around in the palace, but this bitch was actually drinking tea? ! ?

She took a deep breath, trying not to contort her face.

He walked over with big strides, as if he was about to be slapped in the next second.

"Who are you?" She didn't even use the more polite greetings on weekdays, and just asked directly.

The woman sitting on the porcelain seat, without raising her eyelids, is holding a porcelain white teacup with a wooden clamp and rolling it in boiling water.

The actions of his subordinates were not rushed or slow, and their tone was even more flat, "I am Rong Li's wife, Yun Si."

Of course Princess Zhaoyang has heard of this name.

This was what Rong Li mentioned when he rejected her.

The expression on Princess Zhaoyang's face was barely distorted, "Bold! Since you are a commoner, why don't you be polite when you meet this princess?!"

Yun Si, who was pouring tea slowly, laughed and said nothing.

He poured a cup of tea, stood up, and gently placed it in front of her, "His Royal Highness is a thousand years old."

"It's cold, would Your Highness have a cup of hot tea?"

Only when she turned her face away did Zhaoyang see her face clearly.

The woman is dressed in a silky winter skirt and a warm and colorful cloak. She has snowy skin and high eyebrows, and her appearance is charming but not ordinary.

She curled her lips into a slight smile, her body was kind, and she did not show any hostility. Every word and action seemed to be polite.

(End of this chapter)