The first daughter is poisonous: Miss waste material is not easy to mess with

Chapter 228 Seeing King Yan for the First Time ([-])
　"Well, then, what do you do next?"

　"If he dares to bully my sister again, I'll throw him rotten eggs!"

　"Then what if he didn't bully me?"

　"I hate him the same, why did he treat my sister like that before!"

　"This is a good brother."

　The anger on Beitang Qingyi's face finally dissipated.

　"Miss, it's not good, no, it's good, oops, I don't know if it's bad or good." Chuntao ran in panting and reckless, with an expression on her face that was excited, happy or surprised .

　This is a very clever little girl given to her by the old lady a few days ago. She has a lively personality and is also very loyal to her. She has become very familiar with her, so she has grown up.

　"Talk slowly if you have something to do, why are you in a hurry." Xia Sang poured her a glass of water and said helplessly.

　"Yan... His Royal Highness King Yan came down. He said he wanted to see Miss in the main hall, but the master and madam kept finding excuses to shirk and not let Miss go. However, King Yan seemed to insist that he must see Miss." Chun Tao Before she had time to take a sip of water, she talked a lot. I thought Beitang Qingyi would express something, but she looked calm.

　"Rong Zhi, where are you going?"

　"I'm going to find rotten eggs!"

　"Come back!" Beitang Qingyi couldn't laugh or cry, this guy really wanted to throw rotten eggs at Huangfu Yunyi.Although she really wanted to see him being thrown rotten eggs, no matter what, she couldn't let the five-year-old Beitang Rongzhi do it, he was still so young.

　On the other side of the main hall, Beitang Chengyi was sitting in a fancy dress, Beitang Yunhai and the eldest lady were chatting with Huangfu Yunyi.

　"I love Chengyi the most, but she is still young, and sometimes she will inevitably do some inappropriate things. If His Highness King Yan sees it, I hope I can keep it a secret for her."

　"My daughter is usually very dignified and decent. Over the years, today is the most inappropriate. She has repented after she came back. We are also very distressed. After all, she is the most beloved daughter. Her father and I have put everything together. All our hopes are pinned on her, no matter which family she marries in the future, we will treat her like her father and treat her like a daughter who has not left the court, and spoil her."

　Beitang Yunhai and the eldest lady sang together, firstly to clear up Beitang Chengyi's embarrassment today, and secondly to express their position to Huangfu Yunyi: whoever marries Beitang Chengyi can get their support.

　How could Huangfu Yunyi fail to understand what they meant?Although he also wanted Beitang Yunhai's help, but...

　What he wanted more was Beitang Qingyi.That girl, from the moment he saw it in the teahouse, he knew that Jinling was something in the pool, and getting her might be the best help for him.

　Beitang Qingyi's guess was right, Huangfu Yunyi is a powerful, treacherous man who can adapt to the wind, he will take the initiative to approach him when he sees something on him, now Beitang Qingyi makes him feel useful, Of course he won't let it go.

　"Where is Miss Fifth?" Huangfu Yunyi asked again as if he hadn't heard what Beitang Yunhai and the eldest lady said. Today he has asked so many times.

　"Your Highness, Qingyi is not feeling well..."

　"I saw her on the street just now, why did she suddenly feel unwell?"

　Embarrassed in the hall.

　Beitang Qingyi was reading Hua Xianyue's notes in the room, ready to sell the elixir at the auction, she only had one month left, and at this moment, a servant came to report.

　"Fifth Miss, His Highness King Yan is waiting to see you at the main hall."

　"I'm not free, so go and tell him, I'm going to bask in the sun, I'm very busy." Beitang Qingyi said while stretching.

　After a while, the boy ran back again.

　"Miss, Your Highness said that if Miss doesn't come, he will come to Chenxiang Pavilion."

　"Crack!" Beitang Qingyi put the notes on the desk, with a hint of impatience on his face.

(End of this chapter)