His Royal Highness the prince is cute

Chapter 165 Privately Determined Lifetime Back Garden (4)

With a small smile on the corner of Rong Ye's mouth, he dealt with the few little maids around him, and felt a little unhappy about their excessive enthusiasm.

At this moment, there seemed to be a slight sound coming from his ear, and if he felt it, he looked back.

At some point in the distance, a veiled and graceful lady came, she stood there gracefully, like a pure lily that broke out of the ground, fresh and elegant.

Her headdress is exquisite and gorgeous, and her clothes are gorgeous. Although her face is covered, her exposed eyes are full of water, looking bright and shining, and her whole body exudes a sense of grace and nobility. One can tell at a glance that she is not an ordinary person.

Rong Ye raised the corner of his mouth and nodded slightly at her.

Seeing him, Yun Xi also nodded at him, secretly sizing up the handsome "Mr. Rong" in front of him.

At this time, Fang felt that this young man had a face like a crown of jade, lips like rouge, and a graceful demeanor, but he was a very iconic Yulang Jun.

At this moment, out of nowhere, a little girl in purple clothes with a pink face and red lips walked out. She looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, she was very neatly dressed, her eyes were bright and energetic, and she seemed to be a neat master.

She saw Cheng An from a distance, and regardless of the other people around, she opened her mouth and shouted loudly: "Okay Cheng An, my aunt has been looking for you for a long time, and you came here to be lazy, come here soon, young master Crying non-stop, Mrs. Qi wants you to go over quickly."

Several people in the courtyard had different expressions when they heard the words, and Yunxi vaguely heard the little girls in front frowning and complaining in a low voice:
"Why did Zizhu come here?"

"It's over, we're going to be sued."

Yun Xi blinked, then looked at Cheng An, the young man struggled a bit, seemed to be worried about something, but still replied to the purple bead:

"You tell my sister that I have something to do and I can't leave. The master asked me to accompany the distinguished guest to the garden, and I will go to see her as soon as I finish my work."

Then she turned around and explained to Yun Xi with some embarrassment: "My sister has only been in labor for more than two months, and my little nephew always cries a lot. Only when I hug him can he be good, so I usually stay with my sister when I'm free. "

Master, little nephew?

Yun Xi suddenly became curious about Cheng An's identity, but she didn't ask. She lowered her head and thought for a while, then smiled slightly, and said to him:

"In that case, you can go there with her. You don't have anything to do here. I'm wandering in the garden and I'll be leaving soon."

"But..." Cheng An seemed to be hesitating a bit, but when Zizhu saw her, her pungent character suddenly appeared:
"What else can you do? Since the nobles let you go, don't waste time."

"Then thank you, miss. I'll be back soon." Cheng An gritted his teeth and walked towards Zizhu.

Yun Xi watched Cheng An's figure go away step by step, she thought it was over, but the pungent little girl turned around, pulled a pink face again, and shouted at the little girl next to Mr. Rong words:
"You little rascals, what are you doing here, why don't you go back to work quickly, be careful, I'll tell Butler Liu!"

The faces of the girls changed when they heard the words, and they yelled, and quickly turned around and walked out of the courtyard. At this moment, Zi Zhu turned to face Yun Xi, bowed slightly and saluted her.
"Excuse me, Miss."

After Yunxi nodded, she led Cheng An away, her attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and she advanced and retreated appropriately.

Yun Xi watched the two of them go away, and secretly sighed in her heart, this little girl looks quite imposing.

　This is the first time I try to write a little suspense. The technique is very unfamiliar and I can only figure out how to move forward. Please bear with me if the writing is not good.
　　
　
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