Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 604 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (94)

After listening to Rong Yan's words in a daze, Yin Chang couldn't recover for a while.

He looked at Rong Yan with pale eyebrows, and at He You who was in full swing.

"Prime Minister Rong, you can't joke about this."

How many years had passed since his one-mother sister passed away, so how could it be Ye Qiao in front of him? !

Rong Yan's expression was indifferent: "I have said everything that needs to be said, it's fine if your majesty doesn't believe it."

Yin Chang was speechless.

His expression was extremely complicated. Although Rong Yan told him the whole story, he still couldn't accept it.

The eunuch Ye Qiao in front of him is actually his sister? !
He smiled again: "Won't Your Majesty ask sister to come and listen?"

Yin Chang: ...he couldn't scream.

Although the fact that Ye Qiao was his imperial sister was a bit unacceptable, it was a big deal after all, and a day had to be found to officially let her appear in the public eye.

Anyway, cover your face so no one will see it.

Although Yin Chang was very unwilling on the surface, he was still happy in his heart, and began to prepare for these things.

He pursed his lips again: "I'm just Ye Qiao."

Yin Chang froze for a moment, then frowned.

"How is this possible?"

It's fine if you didn't know before, but now that you know, how can you let the only princess live outside.

He You's tone was light: "Telling Your Majesty this matter is only to dispel His Majesty's doubts and allow me to resign from my current official position."

Yin Chang was completely stunned.

He scratched his head: "You don't want to do it anymore?"

Yin Chang felt it was a pity that Ye Qiao and Rong Yan were now his right-hand men.

Rong Yan glanced at him indifferently, then pulled He back again.

The meaning of the oath of sovereignty is self-evident.

Yin Chang understood, this meant wanting to wash his hands and make soup.

He shyly said: "I agree, I wish you happiness."

Rong Yan hooked his lips, and showed Yin Chang a shallow smile for the first time.

Yin Chang suddenly blessed his soul.

Now Rong Yan is his brother-in-law, what a close relationship.

Suddenly, I looked forward to the future life.

He retreated from the court smoothly again. She was free and opened a teahouse in the capital.

The teahouse is not big, but the facade is grand, so there are not too few people who come here.

He sat behind the counter again, resting his chin lazily.

There is a table in the middle of the teahouse, where some kind of wit and beauty are still being played.

He felt bored again, flipping through the ledger lazily.

The little girl has bright and graceful eyebrows, bright red lips, slender and graceful waist, and when she raises her eyebrows and smiles, she is sassy and charming, full of agility.

A young man in blue with a paper fan in his hand kept looking towards He You. The companion sitting with him saw it and laughed and teased him.

"No wonder you have been running to this small teahouse these two days. It turns out that you fell in love with the proprietress."

The man smiled with interest: "This little lady is really pretty."

He pushed the young man in blue: "Why don't you get to know each other?"

The young man in blue is called Lin Zhe, and he has had this idea for a long time. He stood up immediately after being encouraged by his companions.

He clapped the fan in his hand and smiled confidently.

"My son does have this idea."

He You lazily fiddled with the abacus, and raised his head when he noticed a shadow looming over his head.

The man in blue in front of him was smiling, with his fan on his chest, fanning the wind every now and then.

Seeing He looked over again, Lin Zhe smiled.

"Under Lin Zhe, don't you know the girl's name?"

He glanced at the fan in his hand with a strange look, and gathered the clothes on his body.

It's late autumn, and there are still people pretending to be with fans.

She looked away, uninterested.

"Young master, go drink tea if you have nothing to do."

Lin Zhe didn't get angry when he hit a wall.

He still smiled suavely, with an easy-going look.

"The girl's tea is delicious, but I'm more interested in the girl than the tea."

He flicked up his robe and raised his chin confidently: "I'm not a bad person, I'm just an ordinary person, you don't have to be so alienated."

He glanced at him indifferently again: "Young Master, I'm afraid you came to the wrong place."

Lin Zhe didn't understand, and he didn't want to show his embarrassment, so he just raised his eyebrows.

"Oh? Girl, what do you mean by that?"

He snorted again: "The tea in our teahouse doesn't remove the oil, at most it relieves the greasy."

Lin Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then smiled awkwardly.

"The girl can really tell a joke."

He was so cold again, which made Lin Zhe a little uncomfortable.

However, he has come here, and he cannot return empty-handed.

Lin Zhe held the handle of the fan and tapped on his palm, smiling brightly.

"Since the girl doesn't want to tell Fang's name, Lin won't bother, it's just..."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I will come again."

After a few more visits, he couldn't believe that he still couldn't win the hearts of beauties.

He smiled slowly: "Young master Lin, don't waste your efforts, I don't like you like this."

Lin Zhe frowned: "Then what do you like?"

Immediately, he felt dissatisfied with He again.

Even if he doesn't like people like him, this girl's vision is too high.

He rolled his eyes again: "I like pretty ones."

Lin Zhe's face turned ugly.

Doesn't this mean that he is not good-looking?
It's okay to reject him, but you can't insult his suave style.

Lin Zhe snorted coldly: "I'm afraid it will be difficult for that girl to find someone who suits her."

He smiled again and didn't refute him.

Lin Zhe was so angry that he sat in his seat and refused to leave.

He picked up his teacup and drank it down.

Hmph, sooner or later this girl will regret rejecting him today.

The love drama on the stage gradually came to an end, and He casually flipped through a page of the script.

She was holding a handful of melon seeds in one hand, and her arm was loosely pressing the paper.

Perhaps it was because of the movement of her eating melon seeds that the arm was slowly raised, and the paper lost its strength to press it, and it was closed directly.

He frowned again, trying to reach for the book.

A plain white palm was suddenly covered on the brown pages, with distinct joints, and the fingertips were covered with a light white light.

He frowned again.

Rong Yan lowered his eyebrows slightly, and between his brows was a drop-shaped warm jade forehead ornament, which made the young man's brows and eyes warm and clear, and his temperament was cold and indifferent.

He stretched out his hand for He to turn to the page just now, and gathered the cloak around his body.

In the late autumn weather, there was a chill in the air, Rong Yan was wearing a thick cloak, and her lips were a little pale.

He squinted his eyes with a smile, and spread out his palms towards Rong Yan.

"Young Master, do you want melon seeds?"

Rong Yan slightly bent his lips, and picked up a few from her palm.

He didn't eat either, he just held it loosely in his palm.

The melon seeds have been held by He You for a long time, and they have already been slightly warmed.

He raised his face slightly to look at him again, with his eyebrows bent.

Her voice was soft, like sighing, like sighing.

"Young master is so pretty."

The young man was tall and tall, and the snow-white fluff on the cloak trembled slightly, showing off his white face. Behind him was the slightly orange sunset, and his whole body was covered with a layer of light.

(End of this chapter)