The remarriage of the high-ranking daughter

Chapter 168: The Evil Fate (2)
Hearing Ziyun's words, Chang'an hesitated. In her previous life, she had never tried Yuchi Wanqing's vicious idea of ​​hiding a needle in a cotton wool. This hatred has never disappeared in her heart, but what can she do now that she sees her again? You can't kill Yuchi Wanqing by the knife for the life debt of the previous life, right?

"Miss, the Buddha has a saying, don't ask for good deeds every day, but hope to get rid of evil every day. If Yuchi Wanqing's master and servant are really doing bad things, we will teach them a lesson!"

Ziyu clenched her fists, her sharp gaze was like a long sword drawn out of its sheath, and she looked like a chivalrous woman. Ziyun watched from the side and clapped her hands in applause. Chang'an had no choice but to nod because she couldn't hold back these two people.

Maybe it was the Buddha that Ziyu said touched Chang'an's heartstrings. Without the blessing of the Buddha, there would be no her in this life. Maybe she didn't live for herself, but to accumulate good fortune and benefit more people.

In an instant, Chang'an actually had such a realization, she couldn't help but her face froze, there was a ray of pious light in her eyes, and the hands folded in front of her slowly tightened. Understand this principle.

Chang An took a deep breath, a smile slowly bloomed on the corner of her lips, she seemed to have found her future goal, not empty or poor, but a very meaningful cause worth fighting for all her life.

His thoughts stayed in his imagination for a moment, and when Changan came back to his senses, he was dragged into the alley by Ziyun and Ziyu. After walking for a long time, it suddenly became clear that it was a hidden small lake in the garden. Ripple, the copper bell made a crisp and sweet sound, just like a girl's silver bell-like chuckle, echoing in my heart for a long time!
Sitting in the pavilion was a woman wearing a purple gauze dress, the corner of the skirt dragging to the ground was embroidered with a bunch of stalks of lotuses with silver thread, refracting the bright light in the sun, looking at her back, she was somewhat similar to Yuchi Wanqing Zhu'er Chang'an, who was standing next to her in a trance, also remembered it.

"Miss, someone is here!"

As soon as Ziyu moved her ears, she heard footsteps not far behind her. She hurriedly pulled Ziyun and Changan to hide behind a few dense iron bushes. The wide green leaves covered the thin figures of the women. Walking by, if you don't pay attention carefully, it is not so easy to find them.

The footsteps sounded from far to near, as if walking in a strange pace, as they approached, they were somewhat familiar.

Chang An tilted his head slightly, looking through the gaps in the green leaves, and looked at the person who appeared at the intersection. A pair of dark green square-toed blue silk shoes first appeared in his eyes. Hetian nephrite with a mandarin duck buckle and a light blue silk sash, and then looked up... Chang An's eyes froze suddenly, watching the handsome man striding towards the pavilion with a smile in disbelief.

Ziyun's eyes were wide open like copper bells, and she covered her lips with one hand tightly to suppress the scream that had jumped into her throat, God, what did she see?
That man... that man turned out to be Chen Yutao!
"You are right, it is indeed him!"

After Chen Yutao had stepped up the stairs to the Huxin Pavilion, Ziyu said to Ziyun in a low voice with a sullen face.

The shock in Chang An's eyes receded slowly, and then he raised his eyes to look at the smiling man and woman in the pavilion in the center of the lake. He didn't know what it was like. It turned out that the fate of the two of them was still tied together after going around. fate?Or is it fate?

"No, did Princess Minyi not catch him?"

Zi Yu seemed to have remembered something, with a puzzled look on her face. On the trail outside the city gate that day, they saw Princess Minyi chasing after her in light cavalry in plain clothes. Why did Chen Yutao run for so long and come here? Lixian hooked up with Yuchi Wanqing?

Ziyu gritted her teeth secretly. In fact, at that time, she had already overturned countless scenes of Chen Yutao being tortured terribly by Princess Minyi, but seeing this fellow today, she turned out to be so high-spirited. what!

"I'm afraid he ran fast, it's really cheap for him!"

Ziyun pursed her lips, with righteous indignation on her face. Naturally, there was no secret between the two sisters. After returning to the Shen Mansion, Ziyu told them what she saw and heard at the gate of the city. She also knew the embarrassment of Rotten Millet.

Chang'an was silent, then raised her eyes to look at the Huxin Pavilion, Yuchi Wanqing's face was clearly visible, but she felt a little strange, whether she was talking or making fun, why did Yuchi Wanqing keep half covering her face with a round fan?
"Miss, could it be Yuchi Wanqing's face..."

When Zi Yu said this, a smile rarely flashed in her eyes, this is called evil comes with evil!
"Bah, she deserves it!"

Ziyun spat in a low voice, but her eyes were bright and sparkling with interest, obviously very interested in this topic.

"I'm afraid it's late."

Chang'an whispered softly, thinking about it carefully, he could remember the scratch on Yuchi Wanqing's face back then. It would be more likely to recover if they were treated immediately, but they went to Qingyang County first to seek medical treatment and failed instead. After rushing to the capital, it was delayed for a long time. Even if it is healed now, the scar will not disappear.

Yuchi Wanqing loves beauty so much, and now she has a scar on her face, presumably this is the reason why she dare not show her face in the capital, but instead she silently ran to Li County, which is far away from the capital.

"This Yuchi Wanqing has been blocking it with a round fan, and I can't see it."

Ziyun probed left and right, but Yuchi Wanqing's round fan covering her face did not move away, which made her anxious, so she could only grab Ziyu's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "I'm afraid that who doesn't know her Is there a wound on your face?"

"That" is naturally referring to Chen Yutao, Changan pursed his lips and smiled, "Even if he knows, Yuchi Wanqing's father is now the Minister of the Household Department, and he is aiming at this position, even if Yuchi Wanqing makes a fool of himself, he will like."

"This is called loving power and not beauties, understand?"

Ziyu blinked at Ziyun, the two smiled at each other, then quickly turned their heads to watch the movement in the gazebo.

Zhu'er had already retreated outside the gazebo, but Chen Yutao and Yuchi Wanqing inside the pavilion didn't look like they were new acquaintances, talking and laughing, the atmosphere was harmonious, without a trace of restraint, maybe Chen Yutao praised something, and Yuchi Wanqing immediately acted shy Turning his head aside, Chen Yutao laughed again.

Looking from a distance, it really is a poetic picture scroll of Lang Youqingmei's intention!

"Let's go, there's no point in watching."

Chang'an straightened her dress, separated by a few clumps of iron trees, even if they retreated quietly like this, I believe Chen Yutao and Yuchi Wanqing would not find out.

(End of this chapter)