Chapter 95 Bring Her
Facing Xie Zhili's sarcastic tone, Yu Qinghuan's reply was almost like stabbing Xie Zhili in the heart.
After all, now that Xie Zhiwen is back, Xie Zhili’s plan has failed, so isn’t it impossible for him to get the title?
Xie Zhili snorted coldly. When Xie Zhiwen died again, not only the title but also the person would be his.
Mu Huaian raised his eyes and looked at the two of them. He didn't know what he said. Both of them looked unhappy. "Why don't you sit down?"
As soon as he spoke, Xie Zhiwen noticed that Yu Qinghuan was still standing. He immediately took Yu Qinghuan's hand and said, "Ah Huan, sit next to me. Come and try this wine. It's a treasure from Huai'an!"
Yu Qinghuan was pulled by him to sit down. Looking at the cups on the table, she found that they were the same set that she and Mu Huaian often used when they were in Zhuangzi.
She couldn't help but think of the days she spent at Zhuangzi, which were truly the happiest days of her life in the past ten years.
Thinking of this, Yu Qinghuan picked up the wine glass and took two sips. The wine had a rich aroma and was mellow but not spicy, which was exactly the taste she liked.
She subconsciously looked at Mu Huaian opposite her, and saw a smile in his eyes. She knew that this wine was specially prepared for her, and her heart suddenly felt warm.
"It is indeed a good wine. The young master has put a lot of effort into it."
Seeing that she liked it, Mu Huaian's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile was hidden under the mask.
Xie Zhili, who had tasted the wine, pursed his lips tightly, his eyes moving between Mu Huaian and Yu Qinghuan. Seeing the two of them exchanging glances, he thought to himself, "This wine tastes just average to me."
Hearing this, Xie Zhiwen tasted another cup to make sure it wasn't his fault. He smiled and said to Xie Zhili, "It seems you have an even more picky taste than I do."
Mu Huaian spoke indifferently, picked up the wine pot, and poured another cup of hot wine for each of the two brothers of the Xie family. "Second Young Master may think that I am just average, so he thinks the wine is just average too."
Xie Zhili snorted, "Young Master is quite self-aware."
Yu Qinghuan gave Xie Zhili a barely noticeable glare.
After hearing what the two said, Xie Zhiwen finally realized that there seemed to be some discord between the two. He was immediately puzzled, "When did the rift between you two begin? How come I didn't know about it?"
One is his biological brother, and the other is a good friend who is better than a brother. Logically, if there is any discord between the two, he should know about it.
Xie Zhili and Mu Huaian looked at each other and said nothing.
Xie Zhiwen felt even more puzzled. Could something have happened during the year he was away?
Afraid that he might notice something, Yu Qinghuan laughed dryly and changed the subject. "Just when I got here, I heard someone say that Jingyuan had invited a troupe to perform. Why don't we go and take a look later? What do you think?"
Xie Zhiwen immediately agreed, "Since Ah Huan wants to go, I will go with you."
Although he had no interest in watching the show, since Yu Qinghuan wanted to watch it, of course he had to accompany her.
Mu Huaian followed up, "Alright, let's find someone to book a table in the attic first, and then we'll go over there later."
Xie Zhili didn't want to watch the show, but since both of them were going, he naturally couldn't let Yu Qinghuan be taken away by them, so he also said he wanted to go.
"Qing Zhui, go and book a table."
Qing Zhui took the order and left.
Sang Ru turned her back and quietly put the plum blossom cake into her mouth. It was soft and delicious, melted in her mouth, and had a sweet floral fragrance, which made her feel that her trip today was not in vain.
When the snow stopped, the group went to the attic.
This loft in Jingyuan is not very big. Because there are many people, private rooms must be booked one day in advance. If you come on the same day, you can only sit at the scattered tables downstairs.
Today Jingyuan has invited a famous opera troupe from the capital. Many wealthy families usually want to invite them but cannot, so there are a lot of people in the attic today.
The four of them sat down. The troupe had been singing for quite a while, and Xie Zhiwen ordered a few side dishes.
Yu Qinghuan was immediately attracted by the play.
At this time, in the private room on the balcony, Xiao Jinghe was sitting on a soft couch with his eyes closed, resting, when he heard the servant beside him report.
"Your Highness, Madam Yu is here and is watching the show downstairs. The two young masters of the Xie family and the young master of the Mu family are also here."
Xiao Jinghe then opened his eyes and said, "Go find someone to bring her here."
"yes."
Yu Qinghuan was watching intently at the moment. The attic maid brought a pot of wine and placed it between Xie Zhiwen and Yu Qinghuan.
Xie Zhiwen wondered, "I didn't ask for wine."
The maid smiled and said, "Our master sent it to welcome you, my lord. Please come often in the future."
Xie Zhiwen didn't expect that the owner of Jingyuan would know about his situation. He didn't know who he was, but he was quite good at entertaining guests. He immediately said, "Thank your owner for me."
The maid smiled and left.
Yu Qinghuan, however, clutched the earrings that had just been stuffed into her hand by the maid who brought her the wine, and cursed inwardly.
When she went back to the backyard to change clothes yesterday, she found that one of her earrings was missing. She thought it had fallen on the road and was afraid that someone else would pick it up and cause unnecessary trouble. She searched for it all night but couldn't find it. It turned out that it was stolen by Xiao Jing and that bastard!
It was just for this moment that someone stuffed the earrings into my hand and urged me to go find him.
Yu Qinghuan had no choice but to find an excuse to go to the toilet, and got up to leave with Sang Ru. Sang Ru really thought they were going to the toilet, but when they turned the corner, they saw the maid who had brought the wine just now standing there waiting.
"Madam, please come this way." The maid gestured for Yu Qinghuan and her servant to follow her.
Sang Ru, who was standing behind him, was completely confused and asked quietly, "Madam, aren't we going to the toilet?"
Why did he follow me upstairs? Something is wrong!
Yu Qinghuan whispered back, "This is the prince's man."
Sang Ruren was stunned, as if struck by lightning. What? The prince is here too!?
When Sang Ru learned that Yu Qinghuan was going to meet Xiao Jinghe, her feet felt light and fluttery. There were three men waiting downstairs, and the lady still had time to go upstairs to meet the prince!
I'm afraid the current emperor is not as busy as her wife.
At this moment, Sang Ru had begun to regret. She had eaten the plum cake too quickly and it was too late to spit it out. She could only bite the bullet and follow Yu Qinghuan.
They walked all the way to the private room. When the door opened, the guards stopped Sang Ru and only let Yu Qinghuan in.
Incense was still burning in the private room. Xiao Jinghe was lying on the soft couch. Seeing Yu Qinghuan coming, he was quite obedient and felt satisfied. He looked at her. Although she was not as charming as the purple dress she wore yesterday, this white dress was also nice, and he felt pity for her.
He extended his hand towards Yu Qinghuan, "Come here."
Yu Qinghuan took two steps closer and put her hand on him, but he pulled her up and held her on his lap, and the smell of ambergris mixed with alcohol hit her in the face.
Outside the door, Sang Ru paced back and forth, sometimes hiding behind a pillar to secretly watch the movements downstairs, and sometimes wanting to eavesdrop on the movements in the house, but he didn't have the courage to do so.
She was extremely anxious... thinking: One box of plum cakes is really missing!
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