Teahouse

Chen Biyue and Jiang Liao sat opposite each other, and the tea on the table rose up in smoke.

The tea has been boiling for a long time, like a wave trapped in a small world. It can only roll in a small place, rolling out thick white smoke, the fragrance of tea is filled with quiet and gentle.

No one took the tea and let it cook. The other person's face was soaked in the smoke, which made him look a little blurred.

"If you have nothing to say, I'll leave first." She had patience, but she didn't want to waste her time sitting and competing with him.

Jiang Liao is a bit like Shao Yan in some aspects, for example, he likes to tease people very much. He obviously has something to talk about, so he has to sit stiffly and compete in secret, competing with whom he speaks first.

This is exactly what she dislikes the most.

Jiang Liao stood up, raised his arm and stopped him, "I want to leave, and I will listen to my words before leaving."

"If what you call is about King Yu, then there is no need to say it anymore. I have nothing to do with him."

"It doesn't matter now, or it doesn't matter yet?" he asked back, his tone full of joking.

She glanced at him indifferently, "Where did you care about me so much?"

"Women are different from sisters." His romantic reputation spread throughout Yong'an. Some people disliked it, but Jiang Dong had long been accustomed to it, and even despised his bad habit of showing mercy everywhere and felt embarrassed.

"I like to tease women, but I don't like to tease my sister."

Jiang Liao always likes to say ambiguous words to her, but there is always only a tense and tense atmosphere between the two.

"Mr. Jiang thinks I am a woman or a teasing opponent, I don't have the heart to guess what you are thinking, but I would like to advise you that instead of paying attention to my every move, it is better to have more snacks on Miss Jiang."

"What does it mean?" Jiang Liao's cynical smile faded a little.

She smiled faintly and was not in a hurry to answer, as if she responded to his initial competition, and was more patient than anyone else.

She reached out to get the tea. The teapot that she had rolled over several times was very hot. She became extremely cautious in her movements. She poured a cup of each and pushed it over to Jiang Liao.

"Jiang Dong likes King Yu very much."

"How do you know?"

"Her interest in King Yu is only one step away from declaring the world. If you are really interested in my relationship with King Yu, you might as well watch Miss Jiang first, so as not to get involved, and it will be difficult to get out of here."

She felt that she was very compassionate. If she didn't give him advice and secretly pushed Jiang Dong to contact King Yu, it would be a way to restrain Jiang Liao.

"Occasionally, when a girl meets a beautiful girl, she thinks she will fall in love with her for the rest of her life. She is a smart girl and doesn't like to be confused."

"That's the best, but people's hearts are unpredictable. Mr. Jiang would better take the people well. There are many people in Yong'an City who have the intention to be at the position of Princess Yu in public or secretly."

There are so many admirers in the secret of King Yu, but if Jiang Dong is too high-profile, he will easily become a target. This is a fact. Jiang Liao also thought of this and his heart sank slightly.

"You'd better watch yourself, and take advantage of your face being hurt by King Yu, there are so many people who want to take advantage of you, and your sisters are no exception."

On the way back to Shen Mansion, Chen Biyue kept thinking about Jiang Liao's last words, and always felt something was wrong. His eyes seemed to have something strange, as if he was mocking her.

As supper approached, Chen Bihuan came over.

As soon as she sat down, Chen Bihuan talked to her about the Yu Prince's Mansion.

Chen Biyue frowned slightly, then stretched out without a trace, and said calmly: "When will it pass?"

Chen Bihuan was a little surprised. She agreed so quickly, thinking that she would hit a nail.

"Three days later." She paused and said, "This matter is indeed difficult for the eldest sister. But my grandfather's orders cannot be violated. I have advised my grandfather, but he insisted on his own and could only aggrieved the eldest sister."

After all, they asked her to serve as a foil for Chen Bihuan. After this trip, they would think about what little thoughts they would be able to guess with a little thought.

"Since it was said by my grandfather, I'll just follow it."

She agreed so readily, which made Chen Bihuan feel a little disturbed. She was obviously a person who ruined her appearance and said she wanted to meet her, so how could she be so calm and not care about her at all?

If you don't care at all, there is only one possibility, unless her face is fine at all.

Three days arrived soon. The night before going to the royal palace, Chen Bihuan went to Boyunju again.

Just like the night before the flower-walking poetry party, she came to deliver things, nothing more than the clothes and jewelry that Gan Ling prepared in advance.

Chen Biyue handed the small sachet in her hand to Mo Sheng, and then got up and went out to meet the guests.

She saw the tray in Luo Ning's hand, light pink clothes neatly stacked inside, bright red embroidered flowery skirt, colorful cloud-woven shoes, and scattered head jewelry. The materials are excellent and the styles are the most popular at the moment. They are not overly exaggerated and gorgeous, but they are exquisite and gorgeous to the extreme.

"On weekdays, the lady sends a lot of them here and picks up some from it. Why did she even send these here?"

"It is a big deal to visit the royal palace. It naturally needs to be more grand and not rude. These are all customized by my mother who asked me to order them. I also have one. My grandfather told me that we two sisters must not embarrass the Shen family."

Chen Bihuan spoke very seriously. With a glance, Luo Ning stuffed the tray into Linghua's hand. Linghua looked at Chen Biyue's eyes and pressed her hands for a moment, but she didn't take it away.

"Sister Three, do you think these things are suitable for me now?"

"Why did the eldest sister say this?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid to me... Even if I dress up like this, I can only make a joke for nothing." She turned her face, her eyes full of coldness.

"Big sister, this is what my grandfather told me. When I go to the royal palace, I must dress up more grandly. No matter whether I look beautiful or ugly, this is the basic demeanor. I know that this time I was wronged by my grandfather's name to accompany me over here. I feel unfair..."

"You can leave it." Chen Biyue interrupted her and asked Linghua to take the things and put them directly into the house.

After taking the things, she didn't want to keep them invisible, so she stood up and said goodbye.

In order to go to the Yu Prince's Mansion tomorrow, Linghua had already burned several buckets of water, and put soap acacia, petals, and other bath beans that have the effect of moisturizing and whitening.

Although she was reluctant to make these preparations to go to Prince Yu's Mansion, she has always refused to accept things that are good for her skin. Love beauty is the nature of a girl. It is because she has encountered such a terrible past that she cherishes herself even more.

"Girl..." Mo Sheng walked around the screen and twitched slightly.

Unexpectedly, the girl was so proud that she even had to wear a veil for bathing, for fear that someone would see her face.

While surprised, she felt sad. The girl's aura has always been very high, and her current shameful state made her feel a little more disgusted with King Yu from the bottom of her heart.

"Miss, I'll help you wipe your hands."

"When will you know this again?" Chen Biyue leaned against the edge of the bathtub and looked at Mo Sheng through the lingering water vapor.

"Of course it was Linghua taught." Mo Sheng smiled, turned around and left, and came back soon. He was holding a jade bottle the size of a palm in his hand. It was a ointment made by Chen Biyue himself, which was similar to the effect of the Snow Skin Ointment.

Coat a layer and massage gently, then wash off with water.

"Girl, I think you should change your clothes tomorrow." Mo Sheng rubbed her arms and held them in for a long time before he said it.

"Why do you say that?"

"Miss has a holiday with King Yu. If the third girl wants to go to the palace, she will go by herself. Why drag the girl into the water? She has obvious bad intentions. The things she sent are the same. If the girl wants to go to the palace with great swagger, it is clearly to get her to the prince of King Yu!"

"When did they have ambitions? Some people have never planned to be kind. They have just asked Linghua to arrange it quietly. There are so many clothes that I have never worn in the cabinet and the head and face jewelry that I have never worn in the box, so it is not bad for the ones they have sent."

"But I heard that this was ordered by the Duke of the State. If the girl openly disobeys, the Duke of the State should not cause trouble for the girl, right?"

Chen Biyue closed her eyes gently. Her hair had been washed, and the wet ground was behind her head. The dense water droplets on her forehead were not known as sweat or water condensed by mist, and even the tiny water droplets were stuck to her eyelashes.

"Grandfather is too late to love me, why would he hurt me? Let Linghua prepare for you later. You will go to the palace with me tomorrow."

Mo Sheng stopped and asked nothing. Sometimes, compared to others, the girl’s decision was unshakable.

The next morning, before dawn, Chen Bihuan got up and prepared, bathed, changed clothes, dressed up, and dressed up. Gan Ling had a rare early morning. She went to Huanyiyuan without even having breakfast.

It took more than an hour to basically finish it. It was still early. The mother and daughter had breakfast together. Chen Bihuan sent someone to Boyunju to inform Chen Biyue and asked her to prepare.

Sure enough, he sent a message back in a while, saying that Chen Biyue was still sleeping.

"It seems that Sister Yue really doesn't want to go to Prince Yu's Mansion, but unfortunately no one can object to the decision made by the old man." Gan Ling said lightly, with mocking in her words.

Chen Bihuan listened quietly, occasionally echoing Gan Ling's words, as if he was very focused, but his mind had already drifted away.

After everything was packed, Chen Biyue sent someone to pass the message and met at the side door.

The carriage with the emblem of Shen Mansion was waiting outside the side door. Chen Biyue arrived late. When she got on the carriage, she happened to meet Chen Bihuan's eyes.

The black hairpin is inserted into the black bun, and the clothes are simple and simple, with a unique dignified and generous spirit. The eyes are as thin as autumn water, and the figure is as thin as willows, as if it is weak and delicate, but it is mixed by her simple and elegant temperament, which makes people feel particularly simple and difficult to look away.

"I'm getting up late." Chen Biyue sat down on the side near the car door, turned her eyes slightly, accurately capturing the faint look of disappointment flashing in Chen Bihuan's eyes.

During the last poetry meeting, Gan Ling also prepared a set of clothes. Chen Biyue did not wear them, but chose the clothes sent by the Meng family. Chen Bihuan felt like a mirror in her heart. She knew very well that Chen Biyue just didn't want to use the things that Gan Ling gave.

With the previous example and Chen Biyue's performance last night, I can guess that she won't wear it this time, but Chen Bihuan still has some hope in her heart, hoping that Chen Biyue can compromise, at least for Shen Qi.

Neither of them spoke along the way, and the atmosphere was awkward silence.

Midway through, Chen Bihuan lifted the curtain and looked out, and found Mo Sheng accompanying him, and his fingers tightened.

"Big sister, why did you bring her here?"

"Maybe Mo Sheng is not doing things well enough, but he wins because he is loyal enough and can't stand someone bullying me."

Chen Bihuan bit his lips slightly and brought everyone over. He couldn't rush back, so he had to put down the curtain and pretend that he hadn't seen anything.

The carriage stopped at the side door of the royal palace, and they were not qualified to enter through the main door of the royal palace.

Chen Biyue came to the Yu Palace countless times, and was not surprised. Chen Bihuan always looked at him from a distance and had never seen the Yu Palace at such a close distance. Now he could still go in. He felt his thoughts surging for a moment and couldn't tell what it felt.

After looking at Chen Biyue, she found that she was hanging her eyes, and she didn't plan to look up at all, and didn't know if she didn't want to see it or dared not.

The door panel was pushed open halfway, and Tianfeng stepped out of the threshold, "Who is Miss Shen?"

Chen Bihuan took a step forward and was about to speak, Chen Biyue suddenly chuckled and said, "Both are Miss Chen, I don't know which one is the guard who is trying to ask?"

Chen Bihuan frowned, Tianfeng asked her, and it was very impolite to just interrupt like this.
To be continued...