Chapter 178 You Know My Temper

Ye Qingcheng lived in Jiangxueyuan in the West Pavilion of the Prince Regent's Mansion. The evening light shrouded her face through the window, making her charming face seem to be tinged with a hazy halo.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Ye Qingcheng slowly put a red flower patch between his eyebrows in front of the mirror. His slender white jade fingers instantly added a bit of cold and charming charm to his face.

Looking at himself with exquisite makeup in the mirror, Ye Qingcheng turned his eyes slightly and looked at the silent man behind him. He raised his eyebrows casually: "What are you doing standing here? Come here and draw my eyebrows."

Since Yunting entered the house, he has been standing aside without saying a word. When he heard Ye Qingcheng's instructions, his hand hanging by his side tightened slightly and he said calmly: "I can't."

"Children who lie should be spanked." Ye Qingcheng said in a calm voice, "Have you forgotten the rules I taught you before?"

Yunting pursed his lips.

"If we continue to delay, we won't have to enter the palace today." Ye Qingcheng smiled lightly, "Are you not willing to let me enter the palace because you are afraid that the emperor will really take me into the harem as a concubine?"

Yunting frowned slightly. He didn't know whether he was aroused by her words or wanted to deny something. He silently walked to the dressing table and carefully looked at her pair of dark eyebrows. He wanted to say that her eyebrows were very beautiful and she didn't need to repeat them at all. painting.

But he knew that this sentence could not convince her, so he had to modify it for her.

However, even if it was just for perfunctory, eyebrow tracing was an overly intimate action. He was too close, so close that he could clearly smell the fragrance of the woman. Yunting tensed his nerves unconsciously, and a silent subtle feeling lingered. He felt uncomfortable between the two of them.

Ye Qingcheng seemed to particularly enjoy this subtle intimacy. She even found it interesting to see the unconscious nervousness on his face. If she wasn't afraid of scaring him, she would have pushed him directly onto the dressing table.

"Yunting." She suppressed the urge to take action, raised her lips and said, "You will enter the palace with me later. You may need to change your appearance."

Yunting didn't speak, but took a step back: "Take a look, what do you think?"

Ye Qingcheng just glanced at the mirror casually. The eyebrows after trimming were not much different from before, except that the tail of the eyebrows was slightly raised, giving it a bit more charm.

"It's okay," she said, "Do you want to change your appearance?"

Yunting said: "No need."

Ye Qingcheng said: "Ye Yan may recognize you."

Yunting said lightly: "So what?"

Not really.

"I've been looking for you for three years. You probably don't know how I survived these three years." Ye Qingcheng stood up, looked at him expressionlessly, and said in a light voice, "But it doesn't matter if you don't know. I know in my heart that you have these three years." It’s not a good year either.”

Yunting said nothing.

"But you know my temper." Ye Qingcheng said calmly, "Even in front of the emperor and prince of Shu, I have never been humble. If you continue to talk coldly to me, I don't guarantee what I will do. ”

Yunting lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Ye Qingcheng stroked his chin: "From today on, you'd better learn to be more gentle."

Yunting frowned and was about to say something when Ye Qingcheng interrupted him: "I won't force you to do things you shouldn't do, and don't always act like everyone in the world owes you. I've already said it. , I don’t owe you.”

Yunting clenched his hands, a complex color flashed in his eyes, and after a moment, he whispered: "I'm sorry."

He knew that she really didn't owe him anything.

What her father did had nothing to do with her, and she didn't even know it. He was just venting his anger because she had the blood of the royal family of Shu.

However, no one knows better than him that this woman is also a victim of the imperial power. He knows her situation in the palace, and knows that she is different from those princes and princesses. He knows...even more clearly that he actually owes her a lot.

"I don't need your apology." Ye Qingcheng said calmly, "You already know my attitude, and I won't force you. Think about it yourself these two days."

Yunting hummed in a subtle way.

"It's getting late, let's go." Ye Qingcheng turned around and walked out, "If you have decided to face Ye Yan, there is nothing to be afraid of. You can do whatever you want without worrying about me."

Yunting quietly followed her out of Jiangxueyuan, and hesitantly asked: "Rui'er..."

"Finally you dare to ask?" Ye Qingcheng glanced at him, with a smile on his lips, "Don't worry, he eats delicacies from the mountains and seas, wears silk and satin, I even hired a master to teach him how to read, and his life is better than yours. "More."

Hearing this, Yunting finally felt relieved, pursed his lips and said, "Thank you."

"If you sincerely thank me, show it with actions. I don't need words of thanks." Ye Qingcheng said, "I later sent someone to investigate what happened back then, but what you heard from others is not as good as what you told me in person. It is authentic. When Ye Yan returns to Shu, I want to know what happened back then. "

Yunting said nothing.

"Did you hear that?" Ye Qingcheng frowned and looked at him displeased, "When did you learn to be taciturn?"

Yunting raised his eyes to look at her and nodded gently.

Ye Qingcheng was then satisfied.

When we walked out of the Regent's Palace, the sedan chair had already been prepared.

The carriage in front was prepared for Nan Xi and the Prince Regent, and as Ye Qingcheng was the princess of Shu, it was understandable to prepare a soft sedan for her alone. However, the princess knew in her heart that the soft sedan was definitely not given to her by Rong Yu. prepared.

Because the people carrying the sedan chair were all Yunting's men.

"I came prepared." Ye Qingcheng raised her lips and looked at Yun Ting, her smile was more sincere, "Support me?"

Yun Ting turned his eyes away and said nothing, but it was also a tacit agreement.

Rong Yu sat in the carriage in front. Nan Xi raised her hand to lift the curtain and saw Ye Qingcheng walked into the sedan chair: "You can go."

The carriage started to move slowly. Ye Qingcheng sat in the sedan chair. Several masters lifted the sedan chair and walked towards the palace.

"Mr. Yun should be in a good mood." Nan Xi leaned against the carriage and curled her lips with some interest, "I wonder how he and Princess Qingcheng get along when they are together."

Rong Yu raised his eyes, and his dark eyes locked her eyebrows and eyes: "Are you interested in their affairs?"

Nan Xi already fully understood Rong Yu's way of speaking. After hearing this, she was silent for a moment and couldn't help laughing: "Can you be jealous of this?"

Every time the girl smiled, her eyebrows were curved, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Rong Yu remained silent, only looking at her with his dark eyes. His eyes were deep and gloomy, with a hint of tenderness hidden under his deep emotions. It made people feel like they were drowning in an abyss.

Nan Xi secretly called him a monster and took the initiative to move closer to his arms: "I am still most interested in my husband."