Gu Yanfei was dazzled by his smile for a moment, and it took him a few moments to react.
Boom boom! Her heartbeat started beating wildly again.
Well, what the senior sister said is right, she just likes beautiful things, whether they are objects or people.
Gu Yanfei's heart seemed to have grown wings and flew up.
So this is what it feels like to be moved! She couldn't put down the delicate white jade hairpin in her hand and handed him the green date in her other hand, "Try it, this green date is very sweet."
She couldn't help but want to share with him the things she thought were good.
Chu Yi took the green date, and his fingers accidentally brushed across her soft fingertips. The green date still carried the warmth of her skin.
He silently lowered his head and took a bite of a green date, his eyebrows curved in joy, the curve of his jaw was elegant and graceful.
"Very sweet." He said with a smile, and the smile on his lips deepened by three points.
Sweet, but not greasy.
The cat squatting on the treetop looked down lazily at the human couple in the pavilion, feeling extremely bored, and yawned lazily with its mouth open.
"twitter……"
“Chirp, chirp, chirp…”
Suddenly, a chaotic sound of birds singing rang out in every corner of the garden.
Hundreds of birds flapped their wings and flew up from the treetops, as if startled or as if they had foreseen some disaster was about to happen. They flew away whistling, and the branches and leaves swayed rustlingly...
After a while, a blood-red figure appeared at the entrance of the garden. He walked leisurely, with his red sleeves and hem gently dancing, as if he was walking on flames.
When the wind blows, the hem of the red robe ripples out like waves.
"You two are really in a good mood. This is really a great place to enjoy flowers and birds!"
Xiahou Qing's voice, which sounded like both laughter and mockery, came from not far away.
On that charming face, there was a charming and ostentatious smile on the blood-red lips, and a pair of phoenix eyes were as dark as the night, indifferent, empty and ruthless.
As he spoke, he strolled to the front of the pavilion.
“Meow!”
The calico cat, which was washing its face on a branch, was originally feeling lazy, but when it heard the familiar voice, it immediately became energetic again.
The cat jumped down directly from the peach branch which was seven or eight feet above the ground, and pounced excitedly in the direction of Xiahou Qing, like a young swallow returning to its nest, and peach petals fell like rain.
Xiahou Qing moved as fast as lightning, firmly and firmly grasped the cat's neck, and shook it with disgust.
This cat is covered in dirt.
Xiahou Qing curled his lips, not looking into the cat's eyes, and threw the cat towards Gu Yanfei.
"Your cat!"
He said these three words with gnashing teeth.
Gu Yanfei, who was chewing a green date, quickly turned sideways, also disgusted by the dirt on the cat's paws.
The calico cat that was thrown into the air adjusted its posture easily in mid-air and landed lightly on the ground. The cat turned its head away with disdain, licking its furry front paws, biting the gaps between its paws, and licking its body hair again...
Xiahou Qing looked at the cat, and endured it again and again. The veins in the corners of his eyes twitched, and finally he could not bear it anymore, and squeezed out a word coldly:
"dirty."
As soon as these words were spoken, an ordinary-looking young man in black walked over quickly, squatted happily in front of the calico cat, and took out two handkerchiefs from his sleeves, one was bright red, which he spread on the ground; the other was plain white.
There were no patterns on this plain white handkerchief, but it shone with a pearlescent luster in the sun. It was made of silk satin that was worth one gold coin per foot.
The young man in black first held the calico cat on the red handkerchief, and then used the white silk handkerchief to wipe the cat's paws and pads without any mercy. He took out a small porcelain bottle from the other sleeve pocket, poured some milky white cream into it, and carefully rubbed it on the cat's pads, rubbing it evenly, until the pink pads were stained with a pearly luster.
This was not the end. He then took out a small knife and carefully sharpened the cat's claws until each claw was shiny and as sharp as a hook.
The black-clad young man performed this entire set of movements so skillfully and smoothly, as if he had done it hundreds or thousands of times.
The cat seemed to be accustomed to being served. It neither struggled nor resisted. It even looked like it was enjoying it. Occasionally, it yawned lazily and licked its pink nose with its tongue.
"..."Gu Yanfei was staring at the side.
She finally understood. No wonder the cat became more "delicate" after returning from running away from home for a few days last time. It only ate the belly and eyeballs of fish, slept on wool or silk blankets, its toys were all luminous pearls, and it even used white rattan mats to sharpen its claws.
This cat has been made to be tricky by this guy named Xiahou! !
Gu Yanfei glanced at the cat lying on the red towel and asked Xia Houqing sincerely, "Are you in need of a cat?"
Who wants a stupid cat like this?
Xiahou Qing squinted his eyes and pulled his lip mockingly, "Why do I need a cat? To worship it?!"
It's not bad to worship it! The young man in black nodded frequently and stared at the cat infatuatedly.
The cat cried out indignantly, jumped nimbly from the ground to the table, blew twice fiercely at Xiahou Qing, and bared its teeth.
So good! The young man in black almost knelt down before the cat, and took out a bag of fragrant dried fish from his sleeve to offer to the cat.
None of the other three people in the pavilion paid any attention to the cat.
"Lord Xiahou, please take a seat." Chu Yi raised his hand and invited Xiahou Qing to sit down. His slightly raised eyebrows showed his good mood at the moment.
Xiahou Qing did not move, looking down at Chu Yi condescendingly, with extreme arrogance.
Chu Yi didn't care. He picked up the wine pot and poured two glasses of wine himself. He pushed one glass to Gu Yanfei and handed the other to Xiahou Qing. His movements were elegant, as smooth as flowing water and as gentle as rolling clouds.
The pear blossom-white aroma of wine escapes from the cup, lingering in the air vaguely, and the aroma of wine is refreshing.
Last time, in the elegant room of Rong Xiang Teahouse, Chu Yi also handed Xia Hou Qing a cup of Lihuabai, but Xia Hou Qing did not take it at that time.
This time, Xiahou Qing raised his hand and took the cup of Lihuabai.
He raised his chin and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
The line of her chin became clearer and more graceful as she raised her head. Her overly fair skin glowed slightly in the sunlight, her skin was as white as snow and her red clothes looked like blood.
After drinking, Xiahou Qing threw the glass away with a bit of disgust, then sat down, with the red hem of his clothes flowing to the ground like water.
Although he accepted the wine and drank it, which meant that he agreed to cooperate with Chu Yi, there was still a dangerous light flashing in Xiahou Qing's eyes when he looked at Chu Yi.
The look in his eyes was not like looking at a friend, but more like looking at an opponent who was worthy of his full efforts.
Chu Yi is a wolf in sheep's clothing. It feels good to conspire with the wolf, but one has to be on guard against being bitten back by the wolf at any time.
Fortunately, I am not a good person either.
Xiahou Qing's cold and evil phoenix eyes drooped down, leaving a thin and cold arc at the end of his eyes.
"That's great." Chu Yi didn't care about the other party's attitude. The corners of his lips even curled up a little. He clapped his hands and said gently, "In addition to the Yu family, I can give the Master another gift."
"Oh?" Xiahou Qing raised his thick black eyebrows slowly, "I don't accept all gifts."
"Baili Yin." Chu Yi uttered three words in a gentle tone.
The gentleman was gentle and elegant, and even though he was trying to kill someone, he still looked calm and composed, as if he was reciting a poem.
Xiahou Qing's slender and graceful fingers casually stroked the white porcelain wine glass twice. The crimson blood ring between his fingers shone with a blood-like luster, and he lowered his eyelashes with contempt.
"Heh." Xiahou Qing smiled softly, with one corner of his lips curved in a strange arc, as if he was wearing a fox mask, and said slowly, "The Eighth Princess of Yue, Princess Ximing, is indeed a rare beauty. Master Yi is really willing to give her up?"
If Baili Yin died in Jing State, he would never have the chance to marry this beauty.
Xiahou Qing slowed down his speech, his eyes revealing an undisguised gloating, and his voice became softer and more seductive: "I heard that Princess Ximing is 28 years old, but still doesn't want to choose a prince consort because she has someone she loves."
"Beauty?" Gu Yanfei held his chin with his hand, and his sleeves fell down, slowly unfolding like blooming petals, revealing a wrist cup as delicate as jade.
She asked with great interest, "Princess Ximing of Yue?"
Chu Yi's crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled rapidly twice, and his hand subconsciously clenched the wine glass in his hand. For a moment, a rare look of tension appeared on his face.
The next moment, Gu Yanfei curiously asked Xiahou Qing, "Is there a portrait?"
Gu Yanfei's pupils sparkled. She loved looking at beautiful women the most! Chu Yi smiled softly, speaking in a gentle and slow tone, and asked casually, "Does the lord have a portrait?"
He poured more wine for Gu Yanfei.
Xiahou Qing's eyes twitched slightly. He didn't bother to pay attention to them and made a gesture to the young man in black.
The young man in black immediately understood and took out a jade pot and a matching jade cup from the wooden box he was carrying, and poured the crystal clear Lanling wine into the jade cup.
Seeing that Xiahou Qing didn't say anything, Gu Yanfei thought that there was no portrait of Princess Ximing, so he didn't care and drank the fragrant Lihuabai in the cup.
The calico cat finished eating the dried fish fed by the boy in black and was finally satisfied. It jumped up and went to happily find fun on its own.
"Meow~"
It ran happily after the blue peacock.
The blue peacock was startled, and screamed "Wow Wow" again, flapping its wings and fleeing in panic. It flew and ran, and a few blue feathers floated in the air, making a huge commotion.
Gu Yanfei was also attracted by this scene and laughed uncontrollably.
After a while, Xiahou Qing's pearly voice rang in her ears again: "This 'gift' is probably what you wanted, Master Yi."
Xiahou Qing looked at Chu Yi with a determined expression, with a bloody murderous aura lingering all over his body.
I set the wrong time to post. Sorry
(End of this chapter)
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