The sound of Zhong Wu rang outside the door.
Qingyue stood up and was supported by Xiangqin as she walked outside. Although he knew that she had been to the opera house that night, he did not ask.
But she didn't plan to hide it. After all, she couldn't escape his eyes and after today, he would be able to guess what she had done.
During these ten days, Feng Ling had not appeared in front of her.
Feng Ling had a tense face, and the impatience in his eyes seemed to be overflowing. When he heard footsteps, he turned around and saw Qin Wan slowly approaching. Her slim purple dress made her figure stand out, her long hair was tied into a unique bun, her eyebrows were graceful, her red lips were dotted with rouge, and her eyes were clear and cold.
And Feng Ling actually chose a dark purple brocade robe today, which matched the color of her skirt, as if it was deliberately matched.
The two people's eyes met in the air, some of them were deep and scrutinizing, and the next moment Feng Ling's low voice was heard.
"Go back and change."
"Why don't you, Your Majesty, change it?"
Qing Yue frowned slightly and spoke coldly.
Feng Ling's expression suddenly became even darker.
"Your Majesty, there is one thing you may not have understood. You and I may have a cooperative relationship. You can choose not to cooperate with me, but you cannot order me around."
Qing Yue looked at him with a cold gaze and spoke.
She thought about getting along well with him and cooperating with him, but Feng Ling was too suspicious of her and always gave her the cold shoulder.
In this case, she naturally wouldn't try to please him.
In short, although Feng Ling is suspicious, she still needs her to save her life. In this case, they can just get along peacefully. All she needs is the identity of Princess Yu.
After saying this, Qing Yue didn't even look at Feng Ling's expression and walked straight towards the carriage at the door. In short, this man had nothing good to say.
Seeing her attitude, Feng Ling's face became even darker, and gloomy.
Zhong Wu and Xiang Qin didn't dare to breathe.
"Qin Wan, what do you want to do today?"
Suddenly, Feng Ling changed the subject and looked at her seriously with a questioning look on his face.
Ever since the day when the secret guard brought the news that Qin Wan had gone to the owner's house at the Pear Garden, he thought about today. He had a premonition that this woman might cause trouble again. In the end, he couldn't help it and asked a question before leaving. It was both an inquiry and a warning.
Qin Wan raised his eyes lightly and said, "Your Highness, this is a strange question. Today, we are naturally going to celebrate the eldest princess' birthday. What else can we do?"
"Oh……"
Feng Ling sneered, knowing that she wouldn't tell.
He got into the carriage with a gloomy face, and Qing Yue followed behind him.
The Princess's Mansion covers a vast area, with green tiles and red walls. On the black background and gilded plaque is written the three large characters "Princess's Mansion" in iron and silver strokes.
Feng Ling and Qin Wan were both sitting in the carriage. Neither of them spoke the entire way. Feng Ling had a stern face and the aura around him exuded the feeling of "keep away from strangers". Qing Yue had an expressionless face. "If you ignore me, I won't take the initiative to talk to you."
The carriage stopped at the gate of the princess's mansion.
The curtain was opened, the wooden planks were laid out, Feng Ling got off the carriage, and Qing Yue followed closely behind.
The gate of the princess's mansion was open. When a carriage arrived, the welcoming servant immediately ran forward.
"I greet Prince Yu and Princess Yu."
"Get up."
Feng Ling waved his hand.
Qing Yue followed him and prepared to enter the mansion, but at this moment, the sound of a carriage was heard behind her. Another carriage came rumbling and stopped behind Feng Ling and Qin Wan.
The carriage curtain was lifted, revealing a beautiful and proud face, the eldest daughter of the Qin family - Qin Ningyue.
Qin Wan's elder sister, and also Feng Ling's previously arranged fiancée.
When she was Qingyue, she had met the eldest daughter of the Qin family several times at some palace banquets. One was the cold and aloof daughter of the right prime minister, and the other was the unbridled daughter of a general. But the two really disliked each other. She couldn't stand her own lack of manners, and she herself couldn't stand Qin Ningyue's pretentiousness.
Once, at a banquet, he competed in poetry with her, and the result was a tie. Then a saying spread in the capital: "There are two moons in the capital, their faces red and their colors jade-like, shining like spring bamboo."
In this day of life and death, she actually became her sister. Life is so unpredictable.
Today, Qin Ningyue was wearing a light green dress with tassels of the same color wrapped around her waist. She was also dressed up carefully.
Qin Ningyue's gaze passed over Qingyue's face without even stopping for a moment, as if she didn't take her seriously at all.
Qing Yue sneered in her heart, and saw Qin Ningyue's eyes fell on Feng Ling.
A complex look flashed across her eyes, as if she wanted to say something.
"Leave."
Feng Ling's voice was heard, his tone was colder than before, and his whole body was filled with low pressure.
Qing Yue's eyes flashed slightly, and without saying a word, she raised her foot and followed Feng Ling.
"A Ling."
But at this moment, Qin Ningyue suddenly spoke from behind.
Qingyue raised her eyebrows subtly. "A Ling?" She called him so affectionately.
Unexpectedly, Feng Ling actually stopped, but did not look back. The hands on the wheelchair were obviously exerting force.
Oh.
Qing Yue sneered in her heart.
She naturally knew who Feng Ling loved, but what kind of occasion was this? The eldest princess' birthday banquet, and Qin Ningyue calling Feng Ling a nickname in public, and Feng Ling didn't refuse, then she would really become a huge joke.
Although Qin Wan had long been a joke in the eyes of others.
At this time, Qin Ningyue had already walked forward. She was one of those proud and beautiful women, with the nobleness of a noble lady in her bones. She said, "A Ling, can we talk?"
"What?"
Feng Ling's voice was deep, as if he was deliberately suppressing it.
Qin Ningyue pursed her lips and said, "I sent people to ask you out several times, but you didn't come out. Are you... hiding from me?"
She asked, her tone still cold, but with an inexplicable sense of grievance.
Feng Ling's face was tense and a little cold, and her phoenix eyes were slightly drooped.
"No, what do you want to talk about?"
Feng Ling asked.
Qin Ningyue pursed her lips, looked up at Qingyue and said, "Can you go in first? I have something to say to A Ling."
The arrogance in his tone was undisguised.
Qing Yue's eyebrows were knitted together. Some memories about Qin Wan came to her mind. When she was brought to the Qin family from the village, she was not taken seriously at all by the eldest sister. She was cowardly and inferior, especially when facing the eldest sister with superior temperament and appearance, she felt endless loss in her heart. She had tried to make peace with Qin Ningyue, but Qin Ningyue never looked at her straight in the eye.
Oh!
So pitiful and sad.
Now that she has become Qin Wan, how could she bear this?
Immediately, his eyebrows raised, and he sneered, "Miss Qin, what identity are you talking to me in?"
Qin Ningyue was stunned, as if she couldn't believe that Qin Wan, who had been fidgeting with his sleeves and nervously calling her sister when he saw her a few months ago but was ignored by her, would actually speak to her like this.
What followed was boundless surprise and shame.
"What did you say?"
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