Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 87

Although it was only for a moment, it was still captured sensitively by Ban Xia.

Look, miss, if you don't hold back, the young master will find out!

"Second Sister, do you have a good relationship with His Highness Chen Wang?" Ling Lengyou asked.

"Uh, it's okay, not too bad." Ling Xianer replied ambiguously.

Madam Ling smiled, and said: "In the future, Prince Chen will also be Xian'er's uncle. It's normal to have a better relationship."

It's just that the "better" in Mrs. Ling's mouth is really just a little bit simpler.

Ling Xian'er smiled and didn't explain too much.

There was still some time before lunch, so Ling Xian'er bid farewell to Mrs. Ling, saying that she was going back to the attic to get some things, but in fact, she wanted to go back and see the little flower that she had "tortured" before.

Ling Xian'er didn't let Banxia follow, after all, she didn't really go back to pick up things, if Banxia saw her "talking to herself" to a flower, that girl would have to think wildly again, thinking that she was the victim What a blow.

Passing by the lotus pond in the garden, in the small pavilion, the man was wearing a white brocade robe, tall and straight.

She didn't seem to notice Ling Xian'er's arrival, those deep and affectionate peach blossom eyes stared at the pond full of lotus for a moment, as if she was thinking of something.

The sun shone on his body, his face, even the tear moles at the corners of his eyes, were all glowing charmingly.

Ling Xian'er's footsteps slowly slowed down, and in the end, she actually stayed where she was.

Seeing this in the dark, Cong Shao couldn't help shaking his head and smacking his tongue: "Tsk tsk tsk, Shen Yang, did you see that our lord has already started using beautiful men to trick him, and he really dares to do anything for Princess Yi!"

"If you want to increase the punishment, just say so."

Shen Yang was neither salty nor bland, and the voice without a trace of warmth passed over lightly, and abruptly let the words from Shao's mouth be swallowed back into his stomach again.

As if he didn't hear the conversation between Cong Shao and Shen Yang, Qin Youchen turned around casually and met Ling Xian'er's silly expression.

Qin Youchen knew that Ling Xian'er had been looking at him the whole time, but he didn't expect Ling Xian'er to have such an expression, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.

When Ling Xian'er came back to her senses, she saw Qin Youchen's faint smile that hadn't been put away yet, she scratched her cheek in embarrassment, and stepped forward.

"Uncle Fourteen, why did you come to Grand Master's Mansion?" she asked.

Qin Youchen said: "Today, after the morning court, I remembered that I had something important to discuss with the grand master. It just so happened that today is the day when you return home, little one, so I accepted the grand master's invitation."

"Is that so..."

Ling Xian'er nodded, and didn't delve into it, let alone doubt the credibility of Qin Youchen's words.

"I heard that the kitchen fire in Prince Yi's mansion last night was your masterpiece?"

Qin Youchen's voice was soft and gentle, with a slight smile, as if the March spring breeze was blowing across his cheeks.

But Ling Xian'er couldn't help the corners of her mouth twitching.

"Uncle Fourteen, you know all about this?"

Did ancient news spread so fast?

Qin Youchen didn't answer but asked instead: "Why did you go to the kitchen so late at night? Didn't you have dinner?"

"It's not that Qin Laowu! Because I broke the teacup that Uncle Fourteen you made yourself, he punished me not to have dinner, and said that he would not give me dinner until the 1000 taels of silver were paid off!"

Ling Xian'er became angrier as she spoke, she snorted, and said, "This person has acted so badly! Uncle Fourteen, tell me, how much are those tea cups of yours worth?"

　Popular science, the meaning of "passionate" in this chapter: "passionate" refers to a person's character, and a character that values ​​friendship and deep feelings is called passionate.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)