Chapter 167 It’s not just the cat that’s coveted

Cheng Gongjin's voice rang in my ears, a cold voice that seemed to demand my life, especially those eyes that saw through me once again...

Yu Qinghuan was so frightened that she broke out in a sweat and suddenly sat up from the couch. The quilt was flipped up to her waist. Cold sweat soaked her pajamas and stuck to her body.

She clutched her clothes and leaned against the headboard, gasping for breath. When she realized that everything that had just happened was a dream, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But for some reason, she could still faintly smell the pine ink scent on Cheng Gongjin's body, which lingered at the tip of her nose for a long time and could not be dissipated. Combined with the dream just now, it made her feel hot all over.

Yu Qinghuan immediately stood up, stepped barefoot on the cold floor tiles, picked up the already cold water on the table and poured it into his mouth, trying to quench his dryness.

Outside, Sang Ru, who had gotten up early to prepare breakfast, heard the noise in the house, pushed open the door and walked in, surprised, "Miss, why are you up so early today?"

At this time, the heat in Yu Qinghuan's body had subsided, "I was awakened by a nightmare."

Sang Ru stared at her suspiciously for a long time. Nightmare?

The girl's flushed face didn't look like a nightmare, but rather a sensual dream of having a secret meeting with a young man.

It is understandable, after all, it is the season of spring.

Sang Ru knew it clearly in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud. She took clean clothes from the side and said, "I will help you change clothes first. Breakfast will have to wait a while."

Even after changing her clothes and standing in the yard watering the flowers, Yu Qinghuan still felt a bit overwhelmed. She glanced at the wooden door, and the image of that figure unconsciously emerged in her mind: the slightly opened collar of her clothes under the cold moonlight...

Suddenly, that cold voice rang in my ears: "It seems that Madam Yu is coveting more than just cats."

Yu Qinghuan bit her lower lip hard, trying to sober herself up.

As far as I can remember, the last time I had such a ridiculous dream was before I went to Zhuangzi. I always dreamed of those two people.

But could I still have any improper thoughts about Cheng Gongjin?

Thinking of this, Yu Qinghuan immediately slapped his face. That was Mu Huaian's teacher. He had to be crazy to have such an idea.

It must be because the moonlight was too dark last night. That person had a good-looking face and didn't dress properly. No one could resist such beauty. I must have mistaken his face that looked similar to Mu Huaian for Mu Huaian!

These two people look so similar and have similar figures, so this must be the case.

...

In the two days after that night, the kitten came several times, but Yu Qinghuan held back and never set foot in Cheng Gongjin's yard again.

The flowerpot was firmly blocking the doorway.

On the day of Zheng Jiachun's flower banquet, Sang Ru picked out a pink dress for her and paired it with the pearl hairpin that Xie Zhili had picked out earlier. It made her already fair skin look even more delicate. She had lost the elegance and dignity she usually had in the Marquis' Mansion, and looked like she was two years ago before she married into the mansion, but she was even more beautiful than then.

At that time, it was like peach petals just blooming on the branches in spring, and now, it is in full bloom.

Sang Ru felt a lump in her throat and almost cried.

Her daughter should wear more clothes like this. They look much better than the dull-colored clothes she wore in the Marquis' Mansion.

Not wanting to shed tears on such a beautiful day, she joked, "Miss, you went to the Zheng family today. I'm afraid those young gentlemen won't have time for anyone else."

Yu Qinghuan laughed out loud, "Then I have to pick out a few handsome young men, so as not to let down the outfit you gave me today."

Sang Ru suddenly stopped crying. "Miss, you'd better find a place to hide today, lest you miss your handsome man and instead run into the debt of love you've recently gotten into."

Patting her shoulder, Yu Qinghuan assured her, "Don't worry."

Just a spring flower banquet.

Xie Zhili and Xiao Jinghe have been very busy lately and have no free time at all.

With Mu Huaian's personality, he would not attend such a banquet.

As for Xie Zhiwen, her ex-husband was not a flower lover, so it was even more impossible for him to go to a flower viewing banquet.

Therefore, no one will definitely encounter me.

...

As soon as Yu Qinghuan arrived at Zheng's house, she met Chen Niao who was waiting outside. The two walked in together, and soon they ran into Zheng Qingrong.

Glancing at Yu Qinghuan's outfit, both of them's eyes lit up. "You look really nice today! I thought you were some hidden little girl. I couldn't take my eyes off you!"

Yu Qinghuan's face turned red with laughter. No one doesn't like to be praised, especially when someone praises her youth, even though she is only twenty years old.

"I can't take my eyes off you. You're more beautiful than the flowers I saw along the way."

As the three of them were talking, everyone's gazes frequently fell on Yu Qinghuan. Someone whispered, "Whose family is that girl in pink? Why haven't I seen her before?"

"It looks familiar...but I can't place it."

Chen Niao and Zheng Qingrong are both familiar faces, but I have no impression of the girl in the middle. Maybe she is a girl who has just come of age and came out to see me. She is really pretty.

Some people only dared to look and gaze at her. Although they were amazed by her beauty, they did not dare to step forward and offend her.

Some young men, who were at the marriageable age and fearless, could not help but ask, "Zheng Er, who is the girl next to your sister?"

Zheng Qibai frowned as his shoulder was hugged. He turned around and saw Chen Niao standing next to his sister. He was speechless. "Sister Chen, don't you recognize me after I changed my clothes?"

The man waved his hands repeatedly, "No, it's the other side, the one wearing pink!"

Zheng Qibai could only look over again, and saw a girl in pink clothes standing on the other side of Zheng Qingrong. When he looked over, the person just turned her head and looked back.

The spring breeze suddenly blew, and the loose hair swept across the creamy cheeks. He bumped into those eyes that seemed to be filled with spring water, and the slightly raised corners of the lips. The sparkling smile at the corners of the eyes was like a new willow in March brushing across the heart. In an instant, all the spring flowers in full bloom around him became a foil.

Zheng Qibai's breathing stagnated, and he unconsciously tightened the forbidden steps at his waist. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his palms, his face turned red, and his ears were a little hot.

Seeing him staring at the girl and grinning foolishly, his friend next to him nudged him with his elbow, "What are you laughing at? Whose girl is that?"

"She's so beautiful, like a fairy!"

Zheng Qibai finally came to his senses and when he looked again, he saw that the girl in pink clothes had turned around and was chatting and laughing with Chen's sister.

His heart was beating fast, a blush crept onto his face, and he shook off his friend's arm, "I don't know him, I've never seen him before."

But a few friends pushed him out, their eyes flickering as they motioned him to go forward and ask.

If they went over, it would be really rude, but it was different for Zheng Er, because the person standing in the middle was his own sister.

Zheng Qibai had no choice but to walk in front of Zheng Qingrong. Just as he was about to speak, he met Shangyu Qinghuan's gaze. His Adam's apple rolled and the questions he had just prepared turned into a mess. His mind was full of thoughts: This person is really good-looking.

He opened his mouth, "Sister..."