Chapter 133: Status Lost~
Jiang Qiyun felt helpless when he saw her suddenly quiet down, and said unnaturally: "I, I didn't mean that, I..."
Qiao Wanyan walked towards him, and Jiang Qiyun subconsciously took a step back to keep a safe distance from her.
"What are you going to do?!"
Qiao Wanyan asked coldly: "Is your foot better?"
"Ah?" Jiang Qiyun didn't react for a moment, and when he finally reacted, his other foot that was not stepped on received a fatal blow.
The handsome and fair face suddenly turned the color of liver.
I covered my mouth with my hands, forcing myself not to scream out in shame.
He Baozhu took a breath of cold air. Wow, this Second Miss Qiao is like a little bully in the capital.
The title of the young marquis, the little devil, should be given to Xiancai.
Even when being bullied like this he didn't hit or scold her. She felt that the young marquis probably liked her, but he had never experienced the world and didn't know what love meant.
A young man of this age, with a flamboyant temperament like the young marquis, would never be gentle and obedient to the person he likes. When facing the person he likes, it is common for him to deliberately quarrel with the other person to attract the other person's attention.
When she was in school, at least 60 to 70 percent of her male classmates were like this.
But you have to know, young marquis, that if you do this your female classmates will just dislike you and call you an idiot behind your back!
Qiao Wanyan raised her head slightly and said disdainfully: "Idiot."
He Baozhu: Okay, Meibao, there’s no need to scold me behind my back, just scold me to my face.
Guo Licheng felt like he was seeing the world again.
She quickly caught up with Qiao Wanyan and He Baozhu, "Second Miss, you must have hurt your foot by stepping so hard just now, right?"
He Baozhu raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Sister, you can lick better than me!"
Guo Licheng added: "I heard from the maid in the mansion that soaking your feet in milk can make your feet more tender and relieve fatigue. If the second young lady doesn't mind my method, you can try it when you go back."
Qiao Wanyan said calmly: "Okay, I understand."
Guo Licheng was relieved to hear that she didn't retort, "Second Miss, you smell so good, fresh and elegant like a beautiful night-blooming cereus blooming under the cold moonlight. I never smelled such a stunning fragrance when I was in my hometown. Now that I'm in the capital, I'm able to enjoy the world with the help of Second Miss."
He Baozhu trembled. Looking at the obvious joy on Qiao Wanyan's face due to the praise, she suddenly felt that her position was no longer secure.
Qiao Yihuan quickly left the foot of the back mountain. It was noon at that time and there were many people coming to the back mountain for an outing.
She walked quickly towards the Temple of the Goddess of Flowers, but heard people talking about the prince at the Moon Gate, so she slowed down her pace.
"I heard it from someone close to Marquis Jing'an. How could it be false? The prince's personal guards went into the back mountain early in the morning. This year's Heshi Bi is most likely in the prince's pocket."
"Yes, who dares to snatch something from the prince? But does the East Palace still need the Heshi Bi? Why does the prince insist on having the Heshi Bi?"
"Who knows? Maybe it's the Flower Festival that has a certain meaning. I guess this kind of thing was given to some noble lady."
"I heard that the prince has always liked Minister Qiao's eldest daughter. Could this be a gift to her?"
"It's possible. Let's go quickly. I heard that the prince will be here soon, and the Flower Goddess Temple will be cleared."
The voice gradually weakened, and Qiao Yihuan's restless and angry heart gradually calmed down.
"Miss, the Crown Prince is really very kind to you. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been busy for so long and has not had time to see you. Now this Heshi Bi must be a gift to compensate you, Miss."
Qiao Yihuan's cheeks flushed slightly, "Don't talk nonsense."
She lowered her head and her expression relaxed unconsciously, "But His Highness still has me in his heart. I know he won't easily..."
Dislike yourself.
Xiaoying felt relieved when she saw that she had calmed down a bit. "Miss, let's go to the Flower God Temple to take a look. Outsiders are not allowed to approach, but you are not an outsider to His Highness."
Xiaoying carefully said words that would make Qiao Yihuan happy. The young marquis is now closer to Qiao Wanyan, but the young lady at least still has the Crown Prince.
For such a long time, she had witnessed with her own eyes how much the prince cared about the young lady. He would not change his mind easily even for the young lady, despite the great pressure from the queen.
The Flower God Temple had indeed been cleared out, and when Qiao Yihuan arrived, he was stopped outside.
Xiaoying introduced her family name, and the servant of Jing'an Marquis's Mansion went to report to the Marquis. When he came back to deliver the message, he was not polite at all.
"Miss Qiao, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness Prince Jing are inside praying for blessings. Why do you, a girl in the boudoir, have to go in at this time?"
Qiao Yihuan's face froze, and Xiaoying immediately said, "Our young lady's handkerchief fell inside the Flower God Temple. If someone picked it up, wouldn't it ruin our young lady's innocence?"
The servant said, "Don't worry, Miss Qiao. With our Jing'an Marquis Mansion here, no one will find Miss Qiao's handkerchief and ruin your innocence."
The people from Jing'an Marquis's Mansion refused to give in. Qiao Yihuan's heart sank. "If something really happened, would you be able to take the responsibility?"
"Don't worry, Miss Qiao, the Jing'an Marquisate is capable of taking on the responsibility!"
A deep male voice came from behind.
Qiao Yihuan looked back and had a vague impression in his mind, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
"I am the personal attendant of Marquis Jing'an. The visit of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness Prince Jing to pray for blessings is a major national event. If anyone wants to disturb me, please forgive me, Miss Qiao."
Qiao Yihuan was ultimately unable to get in. She watched the Crown Prince and Prince Jing come out of the Temple of the Goddess of Flowers one after another. The Crown Prince was so far away that he didn't even know he was watching her here.
Xiaoying glanced at her young lady from the corner of her eye, "Miss, His Highness is going to give you a jade pendant. We still have a chance to meet His Highness."
Marquis Jing'an's close attendant glanced at the two men's backs and heard what the marquis said, that the prince wanted to give the He's Jade to the eldest daughter of the Qiao family.
"I am really surprised that my royal brother can spare time from his busy schedule to come to the Flower Temple." He Yanli's tone was cold, but the self-proclaimed title made everyone clearly hear his arrogance.
He Zhiyu said calmly: "I am the crown prince, and it is my duty to pray for the country."
He Yanli chuckled, "I heard that my brother sent someone to the back mountain early in the morning. If my brother wants the Heshi Bi, he can tell me and I can give it to him. Why bother with so much trouble?"
He Zhiyu seemed not to have noticed his deliberate sarcasm. "The Heshi Bi obtained during the Flower Festival has a different meaning. It is best used as a gift."
He Yanli was silent and looked at him.
Give it to someone?
Who to send it to?
Qiao Yihuan?
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