Chengping touched his face and said, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Pei Xiaoyuan did not hide it and frowned: "Chengping, it's not my fault. You have many beautiful women around you, why do you need to get into trouble again?"
Cheng Ping was exposed by his words, smiled, and simply admitted: "To be honest, I do have a good impression of her. Originally, she was your wife-to-be, so of course I didn't dare to have any disrespectful thoughts, but now that you two have broken off the engagement, and you are not interested in her, I don't have to worry about it." After saying this, seeing that his face was still solemn, he continued: "I will tell you the truth again. When I saw Miss Ye yesterday, I don't know why, I felt that she looked familiar, as if I had seen her somewhere before, but I couldn't remember where. This must be the so-called fate." After saying this, he put his right hand together and raised the two fingers to the sky, and swore a curse: "It's absolutely true! If I talk nonsense, may the sky strike me with lightning and I will die a miserable death!"
He explained and swore, and seeing that Pei Xiaoyuan's face was still not looking good, he laughed and gently hit his shoulder: "You have only been a brother for one day, how can you immediately put on airs? I know what you think of me without you saying it. Don't worry, she is different from other women, I know it in my heart, and I dare not do anything reckless!"
Pei Xiaoyuan slowly let out the nameless anger that was stuck in his chest.
"Whatever you want to do, I can't stop you. But I'll leave you this message first. I've already acknowledged her as my adopted sister, and she'll be no different from my biological sister from now on. Don't forget your father's expectations of you. If you dare to treat her the same way you treat other women, don't blame me for not acknowledging you in the future!"
His tone was very serious. Cheng Ping was relieved after hearing this, and kept telling him not to worry, "I know! I haven't decided whether to marry the princess or not. Besides, I am just thinking about it now, and I don't know if she will be nice to me!"
Pei Xiaoyuan left in a huff, and Chengping didn't care how dissatisfied he was. He really didn't leave that day. He found an opportunity to follow Zhu'er to the outside of Miss Ye's residence and asked Zhu'er to pass a message in, asking her to paint a picture. Zhu'er came out quickly and said that the young lady had replied through the door that she was doing something, and asked the prince to find another painter to avoid delays.
"Just this one sentence?"
"That's all."
Although he had a premonition that Miss Ye was not someone who was easy to approach, he was still unwilling to be turned away without even meeting her. However, Chengping was not a barbarian. He was very generous and said loudly towards the inner room: "Okay, tell her something for me. Since she is busy, I dare not disturb her. However, my desire to ask for a painting is purely out of admiration. I will go first and visit her again when she is free!"
Chengping waited in vain that day. The next day, it was still in vain. On the third day, she still did not show up. No one knew what she was busy doing in the room, and why she was so focused. According to Zhu'er, she did not even take a step out of the courtyard. Chengping still did not believe it, and waited in vain for another day, and finally gave up in despair. In the evening, he said to Pei Xiaoyuan: "Forget it, it seems that she not only despises you, but also despises me. If I stay for one day, I am sure she will not come out. How can she spend her days in the room? It is my fault!"
Cheng Ping had been waiting for his beauty these days, but Pei Xiaoyuan had been away for some time before and was busy with things when he came back. He didn't come back until nightfall today. He didn't say much after hearing this, and just glanced at him calmly: "Have you thought it through this time? Are you sure you're leaving tomorrow? You won't change it again?"