Chapter 199 A Different Princess Qing
"Master Qingyi? Hey, where is he?" When Qingyi was muttering to Princess Qing's tablet, he suddenly heard a voice looking for him softly.
He hurriedly bowed solemnly to Princess Qing's tablet before tiptoeing out and carefully closing the door.
"I'm coming!" Qing Yi responded as he walked out of the yard.
"Hey, where did you go just now? I called you several times but there was no response."
"I was just wandering around, and I didn't expect this villa to be so big."
"Of course. I heard Princess Qing really liked this place when she was alive." Qingqing took over the conversation and turned to look at Aunt Hua, "Aunt Hua, is that true?"
"Yes, this villa can almost be said to have been built by the princess single-handedly. Even the medicinal plot over there was mined bit by bit by the princess herself and her people. Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. Look, that big tree was also planted by the princess herself." Aunt Hua said slowly with a smile on her face, her eyes revealing nostalgia for the past.
Qing Yi and Qing Qing looked in the direction of Aunt Hua's finger, and saw a sturdy tree standing there with lush branches and leaves. At that time, Princess Qing was just a newly married young lady from a noble family.
"What kind of person is Princess Qing?" Qing Yi couldn't help but ask. When he was chatting with Ye Qingyu before, he had said that Xiao Ye's personality was completely different from that of the King of the Northwest, so he wondered if Xiao Ye resembled his mother, Princess Qing?
"..." Aunt Hua was taken aback at first. Qing Yi's question was a bit abrupt. In aristocratic mansions, servants were not allowed to talk about their masters behind their backs, even if the masters had been dead for many years. However, Qing Yi's question was like a key, suddenly evoking her long-forgotten memories.
Aunt Hua and Princess Qing grew up together and had a deep friendship. Later, she followed Princess Qing to marry into the Northwest Palace. In Aunt Hua's heart, she only called Princess Qing "Princess" when she was in the presence of the prince, and usually addressed her affectionately as "Miss."
Seeing that Aunt Hua didn't say anything, Qingqing thought Qingyi's words had violated the rules, so she quickly helped to explain: "Aunt Hua, Master Qingyi is a man of the martial arts world and doesn't understand the rules of our palace. Please don't take it to heart."
"It's okay, it's okay. I just suddenly thought of the young lady and was a little absent-minded for a moment." Aunt Hua's eyes softened, as if she had traveled back to the past. "The young lady is a very lively person, just like you. She can't sit still all day long, loves to talk and laugh, and wherever she goes, the place becomes lively." Aunt Hua seemed to see the young and lively young lady again.
However, since marrying into the palace, the young lady's lively and lovely personality has become much more restrained. At the beginning, the young lady and the prince were still chatting and laughing, but gradually, the time they spent together became less and less, so the young lady took the initiative to propose the construction of this courtyard.
"Hey, that's not right. How could she have such a lively and lovely personality? She's different from what I imagined. I thought Princess Qing would be gentle and quiet, or like that kind of cold beauty." Qing Yi said in confusion. Why was Princess Qing's personality so different from what he imagined?
"Huh?" Aunt Hua looked puzzled. This young man had never seen the young lady, so why would he think so?
"Haha, it's nothing. I just saw that the little prince's personality was nothing like the King of the Northwest, so I thought the little prince took after his mother." Qing Yi explained with a smile.
"My master combines the advantages of the prince and the princess, unlike you, a disciple of the Demon Sect. I think you really take after your master, the Demon Lord. Why don't you follow the steady Master Mo?" She curled her lips slightly and couldn't help complaining.
"Nonsense! I don't look like my master!" Qing Yi denied it immediately after hearing it. His master, who was always peeping at him and Xiao Ye, could look like anyone but not him!
"The Demonic Cult? Cult Leader Mo?!" Aunt Hua was originally listening quietly, but suddenly she raised her voice, startling Qingqing and Qingyi. They all looked at Aunt Hua in unison. What happened?
"You, who are you?" Aunt Hua stared at Qing Yi closely, her eyes so sharp that it seemed as if she could see through Qing Yi.
"..." Qing Yi felt a little uneasy being stared at. Is this guy sick? Why is he so jumpy? Is he not working well mentally? But he didn't show it on his face. He just pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Qingqing, who is the Master Mo you are talking about?" Aunt Hua saw Qingyi silent, and hurriedly turned to look at Qingqing.
"Ah, Aunt Hua, what's wrong with you? Master Mo...that Master Mo is the leader of the Western Region Demon Cult, Mo Qitian. He is Qingyi's master." Qingqing was a little confused by Aunt Hua's reaction, but still answered truthfully.
"That Young Master Qing Yi is the young prince's friend. He is the one who saved the young prince three years ago. The Demon Cult is not as evil as the legends say..." Qingqing thought that Aunt Hua was afraid that Qing Yi was a member of the Demon Cult, so she hurriedly explained.
"How old are you? Are your parents there? When did you join the Demon Cult?" Aunt Hua seemed not to hear Qing Yi's gentle explanation and threw a series of questions at him.
Qing Yi looked at Qing Qing beside him in confusion, as if asking, "What's wrong with her? Why is she suddenly so excited?"
He shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know either.
"Twenty. My parents died very early, and I was picked up by my master and brought to the Demon Sect." Seeing this, Qing Yi had to tell the truth. He intuitively felt that this Aunt Hua made him feel very close, and it didn't seem like she had any ulterior motive.
"Twenty? How did your parents die? Where are they from?" Aunt Hua didn't seem to get the answer she wanted and continued to ask.
"I don't know. Who can remember things as soon as they are born? If I could remember, wouldn't I be a child prodigy?" Qing Yi teased, wondering why Aunt Hua had so many questions.
"Yes, how could it be such a coincidence? I'm sorry." Aunt Hua seemed to come back to her senses suddenly after hearing Qing Yi's words, and an apologetic smile appeared on her face.
"What's wrong, Aunt Hua?" Qingqing couldn't help but ask when she saw Aunt Hua's emotions fluctuating so much.
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