Zhu Yan's horse followed Yuan Qiu's carriage, his eyes never leaving the carriage's surroundings. He didn't even bother to take a look at Yun Xiangxue's attentiveness. He only said softly: "Thank you, Miss Yun, for your kindness. I, Zhu Yan, have always Only eat food prepared by trustworthy people.”
The implication of this is that she, Yun Xiangxue, is not someone he, Zhu Yan, can trust? She bit her lip and took back the wine bag in embarrassment, but without any intention of retreating, she said with a smile: "When we get to the inn, I will cook a dish for you with my own hands. I have been learning this dish for a long time, and no one has ever eaten it. You are the first person to have such a blessing."
She said it with a serious face, as if she had received a great gift from heaven. Unfortunately, Zhu Yan still had a calm face and said calmly: "I only eat dishes made by Yuan Qiu!"
Yun Xiangxue swallowed down the anger rising in her chest and tried her best to maintain the smile on her face. When had she ever experienced such idleness in her life? She has always been the one who made others angry, when would anyone dare to make her angry again
But he couldn't help it, so he could only swallow the bad breath for the time being and put this debt on Xia Yuanqiu's head.
Zhu Yan ignored Yun Xiangxue, but Yun Xiangxue refused to leave Zhu Yan's side and rode his horse forward alongside Zhu Yan.
Zhu Yan felt unhappy. He felt uncomfortable with this woman around him. He really wanted to follow his temper and kick her away, but this woman was Yun Xiangtian's sister, so he could only endure this impulse. , turned around and winked at Xing Ying who was following closely behind.
Xing Ying understood, hit the horse and squeezed forward, squeezing in between Zhu Yan and Yun Xiangxue, gradually widening the distance between them.
Xing Fang, who was sitting in the carriage, had been paying close attention to Yun Xiangxue's movements since she appeared. While watching, she kept cursing and praising Zhu Yan's attitude. This is a man. A real man.
"What are you mumbling?" Xia Yuanqiu was so dizzy from being jolted by the carriage, and because the noise was so loud, she couldn't hear what Xing Fang was saying at all, let alone the voices of people talking outside, she could only see Xing Fang's lips kept moving.
Xing Fang lowered the car curtain, smiled mysteriously, and recounted to Xia Yuanqiu exactly what happened outside.
Xia Yuanqiu also smiled when he heard this. Zhu Yan has always had this kind of temper. He values people he values very much, but is very cold to people he doesn't like and will not deal with them politely. This is also because he is a member of the royal family. It's a characteristic of him. When he was young and in a high position, he never had to flatter anyone. If he liked it, he liked it, and if he didn't like it, he didn't like it. He was straightforward and neat. This is how he developed this free and easy temperament.
The wind lifted the curtain of the carriage, and she looked out from the window, and saw that gorgeous and noble figure, with a straight back, an elegant and domineering posture, a careless and casual look on his profile, but his sharp eyes kept scanning. Around four weeks.
As if sensing something with her, he looked sideways at the car window, and met her eyes through the gap in the flying car curtain.
He curled his lips and she smiled. Although she didn't say a word, it seemed that everything was left unsaid.
Yun Xiangxue, who was riding on the side of Xing Ying, looked at the two people locked together with cold eyes. His fingers were tightly twisting the reins, and his red lips were bitten until they turned pale. If the hatred in his eyes turned into a sharp sword, he would definitely be able to kill him. A sword kills.
She hated herself so much, and hated why she had not met Zhu Yan until now, and why she had not met him before Xia Yuanqiu. Then, she was the one who had lingering eyes with Zhu Yan at this time, not Xia Yuanqiu.