"Miss Yin, you have been waiting for a long time."
Chen Chuxiu quickly returned to the center of the lake where he met, and Yin Ji's painting boat was really waiting there. It was very happy to see him come back.
He smiled secretly in his heart, and when he looked up and saw Peier beside Yin Jizheng, "Miss Yin, the maid is not pleasing to my eyes. Please also invite Miss Yin to come to my cabin to talk."
After talking about getting into the cabin, there is no room for Yin Jizheng to bargain.
Pell held her, "Miss, stay together alone, what if he is rude to Miss?"
Yin Jizheng pushed her hand away unhappily, "It's not you yet. I told you not to talk about Miss Yueyue like that. If you didn't say anything badly, why would Young Master Chen not want to see you? You stay here and wait. I come back."
She stepped onto Chen Chuxiu's painting boat, and her father tapped lightly, and the two boats moved apart.
Peer stood on the spot with her mouth slumped, thinking that Yin Jizhen would not come back for a while, so she simply went back to sit in the cabin.
"Miss Yin, come and sit down."
The furnishings in the cabin were very random, and Chen Chuxiu himself lay on the board casually, with two teacups in the short table beside it.
One of the seats opposite was empty, and it was the one that invited Yue to sit before.
Yin Jizhen paused, sat down in that position, and quietly pushed away the tea cup that had been used by Yueyue.
Chen Chuxiu was playing with a Sipa in his hand and was in a good mood. He still didn't look at Yin Ji, "I've always been used to it, Miss Yin wants to drink tea by herself."
Yin Jizheng smiled politely, and looked around by the way, but didn't see the extra teacup.
Do you want her to use the teacup I used for Yueyue
Out of sensitivity to the rival, Yin Jizheng did not move the teacup, "It's okay, I'm not thirsty. Young Master Chen is really elegant. Others take a boat trip to the lake at night, but they don't know that there are many people at night, and the various silk and bamboo strings are noisy. Master Chen chooses to be quiet at this time in the evening, so you can enjoy the scenery."
It is worthy of being a lady who has read books, and she not only showed her own taste, but also cleverly complimented Chen Chuxiu.
The young man lying on the boat board suddenly straightened up.
He carefully put the frangipani into the placket, "Didn't Miss Yin say that Prime Minister Yin has something to ask you to come to me? It's better to say it straight, so it won't be dark for a while and there will be noisy people."
Yin Jiyu didn't want him to ask so directly, she was taken aback for a moment, and she didn't know how to answer the conversation.
Chen Chuxiu smiled, "No matter what, you don't need to answer me to know what it is. Since Miss Yin wants to get something from me, she should know what she has to give, right?"
His body leaned towards Yin Ji's direction and raised her chin provocatively with one hand. Yin Ji's stunned, "Giving... what?"
Naxiang, Yingyue walked along the lake bank, and suddenly stopped.
Chen Chuxiu is not a bad person, and things are always unexpected. If he does something extraordinary to Yin Ji, what should he do
As soon as she turned around, it was not dark at this time, and a circle of painted boats and small boats stopped on the shore, waiting for the dark to do business.
She greeted a small boat at random by the lake, "Boatman, I'm going to the center of the lake, right there, can you take me there?"
She pointed to the distance, and there were no other boats in the lake except for the paintings of Chen Chuxiu and Yin Jiying. The boatman saw it at a glance.
"Okay, come up girl!"
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"I'm the prime minister's sister, what are you going to do?"
Yin Jizheng opened his hand with a slap, and at the same time stepped back and stood up against the bulkhead with a vigilant expression on her face.
Chen Chuxiu smiled contemptuously, and stomped his feet vigorously. The little painting boat shook, and Yin Ji's body was unstable, and he was carried into his arms by his waist.
"When you become a bitch, you have to set up a memorial archway. Miss Yin is really going to get caught up. Prime Minister Yin asks you to make a beautification. What do you say I am going to do?"
The contempt in his eyes was like watching a prostitute doing a play, and he wanted to refuse it.
Yin Jizheng was scalded by his humiliation, and while struggling to get up from his arms, she shouted, "Peer! Peer!"
"You shout, it's useless to shout out of your voice, she can't hear it."
Chen Chuxiu was in good time, and simply let go of the hand around her waist, "Even if I let you stand on the deck and shout, no one will come to help you."
Yin Jizheng took the opportunity to climb the window, looked out, and finally understood that what Chen Chuxiu said was true. The painting boat she was riding in had already moved far away unknowingly. At this distance, Pei'er could not hear her at all. Shout.
Her heart was numb, her eyes rolled, and she ran out of the cabin. Chen Chuxiu quickly pulled her back with her hand, and bumped her forehead into Xiaoji.
A hint of redness dripped down, and Chen Chuxiu turned a blind eye.
"Do you think I'm stupid? I'm scornful of you here, and the prime minister can't do anything about me. Maybe I'm happy to climb the high branch of my Chen family. If you fall into the water and die, my trouble will be great. It's better to marry you as a concubine afterwards. My Chen family can still afford it."
He clenched the word for concubine, Yin Ji concubine was ashamed and indignant, "I am the daughter of the dignified prime minister to be you a concubine? Don't think, even if I die, I won't let you succeed!"
"Oh? If you cook mature rice with raw rice, see if I can succeed."
With a tear, he tore off the material on Yin Ji's shoulders and pushed her down on the ship's board severely.
"Master Chen, stop!"
Yingyue rushed into the cabin, and her eyes widened when she saw the scene in front of her.
Chen Chuxiu's eyes were wider than her.
Oops, the image he kept in front of Yaoyue...
"Snapped!"
Taking advantage of his loss of consciousness, Yin Jizheng sat up with a carp, struggling to slap his face with a slap.