The Rebirth of Jiangmen's Daughter

Chapter 97
Listening to Ye Qingcheng's voice like a stream, Huangfu Ye only felt that the voice was like a clear spring flowing straight into his heart, and when he thought about what the girl in front of him had experienced during the day, his heart felt a little ache for no reason.

As Ye Qingcheng just said, if it weren't for the dark night today, I'm afraid Ye Qingcheng would really be destroyed by that thief, and she lived in fear every day, no wonder she always looked sickly.

"Second Miss Ye, you don't need to be polite. It was a coincidence that that kid happened to meet him. It was his luck to save Second Miss Ye."

Huangfu Ye couldn't help but slander, it seems that An Ye has done a good job with this job, so should he consider arranging him to a more upright place?
"Coincidence?" Ye Qingcheng carefully chewed Huangfuye's words, looked up at him, and asked again, "Third Highness thinks this is a coincidence?"

Huangfuye's heart froze, could it be that this shrewd little fox has already seen through his tricks?No, no, she is less than 14 years old, and she has been out of the gate all year round, how would she know?

"Isn't it? Does Second Miss Ye have any insight?" Huangfuye calmed down secretly, and asked pretendingly puzzled.

"I was talking to my mother next to her in my grandmother's yard last night. I was overheard by a little girl. When Yu Mo chased her out, the little girl had already run away, but she suddenly fell on the ground and was caught. Yu Mo caught it straight!"

Huangfu Ye raised his hand and rubbed his nose. He didn't need to think about it carefully to know that it was An Ye's handwriting. It seemed that he had done a pretty good job of the job he had arranged for him.

"Did Your Highness really think that the girl fell in a panic? The people in the grandmother's yard have always been safe, not to mention last night, even if they couldn't see their fingers, they would not fall, let alone If I still believe that the poisonous snake last time and what happened today are coincidences, then I am not worthy of His Highness sending someone to protect me, right?"

Hearing this, Huangfuye hurriedly concealed the surprised expression in his eyes, but his action was really unnecessary, he lowered his head, how could Ye Qingcheng see the look in his eyes clearly?
"Your Highness, there is no need to rush to deny it. At first, I couldn't confirm that it was His Highness's person, but the letter that was placed on my desk yesterday evening must have been written by His Highness, right?"

Just when Huangfuye was as happy as if he was beaming in his heart, Ye Qingcheng's words surprised him again. How could she, a girl in a boudoir, recognize his handwriting at a glance?

However, Ye Qingcheng was extremely annoyed at the moment, how could she, a woman in a boudoir, know how to read a foreigner's handwriting?If she hadn't seen too many of his manuscripts in her previous life, how could she tell at a glance that it was a letter secretly sent to her by Huangfuye?
"Second Miss Ye has seen my handwriting?" Huangfu Ye obviously realized this, with an undisguised smile on his face, he raised his eyebrows and asked.

Ye Qingcheng knew that this matter could not be concealed, thinking of Huangfu Ye's fame as a young man in his previous life, he hurriedly used this matter as a reason.

"I was fortunate enough to read His Highness's poems before, so I remember a little bit."

Huangfuye couldn't believe it, his poems were rarely circulated, how could Ye Qingcheng know?

"My elder sister has always loved reciting poems and composing lyrics. She once read from her a few years ago that "a strong man should be like a halberd on the battlefield, and the barbarians will not be returned if they are not destroyed." At that time, I thought these two sentences were very heroic, so I read more I took a few glances."

Huangfu Ye's brows were filled with joy, and his heart felt like a pure white snow lotus blooming in his heart. He looked at Ye Qingcheng in a daze, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Have you read my poems? Only once did you remember them so well?"

(End of this chapter)