Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 633

Seeing her young lady's smile that was brighter than the sun in an instant, Yinghua was completely stunned.

Who is such a beautiful smile for?
Is it the Eighth Prince?
Yinghua held Luo Qun tightly, and managed to suppress the impulse in her heart, not rushing to the window to prove her conjecture.

The carriage was getting closer and closer, and in a short while we arrived at the downstairs of the Yingbin.

The familiar figure got out of the car, as if feeling something, he looked up upstairs.

Xinmeng withdrew her body abruptly, turned her face away, two red clouds had already appeared on her cheeks.When her eyes touched Yinghua's forbearing and restrained face, she was startled and remembered something.

Usually, when she and Xiao Lang met on the third floor of the Yingbin Building, Song Chun and Yan Qing would take the initiative to wait on the second floor, and would not come up to disturb their solitude.

She brought Yinghua here today, but Yinghua didn't know this, and she forgot it for a while.

"Yinghua, go to the second floor and open a table. If you want to eat, order it yourself. I will call you when you leave."

After being stunned for a moment, Yinghua understood, and quickly responded, "Yes, Miss!"

It was already too late to go downstairs at this time, Yinghua who had just walked to the entrance of the second floor inevitably met the Eighth Prince Xiao Lang face to face.She hesitated for a moment, turned sideways to get out of the way, and when Xiao Lang passed her and walked up, she lowered her body and saluted.

Xiao Lang turned his head and glanced at her lightly, then went upstairs.

The attendant behind him, who seemed to be called Yan Qing, stopped in front of her.

After the pair of deerskin boots stopped in front of their feet, they stopped moving. After waiting for a moment, Yinghua couldn't help but raised her head to look at the man in front of her. She frowned and asked inexplicably, "What's the matter with you?" ?”

Yan Qing asked blankly: "Are you Miss Shen's maid?"

Yinghua nodded: "Yes."

"You're blocking the way." Yan Qing pointed behind her with her chin.

"Ah?" Yinghua was surprised, subconsciously dodged to the side, and as soon as she got out of the way, she saw a tall man striding into the second floor and sat down at a table by the window.

Yinghua blinked her eyes and thought to herself, it turned out that it wasn't the eldest lady who didn't like my presence, so she drove me down, and the eighth prince's attendants didn't follow either.

My heart immediately felt better.

She looked around and saw that there were no empty tables on the second floor. After a little hesitation, she walked to the table where Yan Qing was sitting, glanced at him, and saw that he didn't seem to have any intention of refusing, so she turned to him. Smiled and sat down.

The guy in charge of greeting guests on the second floor came over and asked Yan Qing, "Master Yan, is it still the same?"

Yan Qing nodded.

The waiter smiled familiarly at Yinghua again: "What does this girl want to order? The restaurant has a complete range of dishes, including chicken, duck and fish, and the signature dishes are..."

"You don't need to introduce it." Yinghua interrupted him, turned her head and gestured to Yan Qing who was opposite, "I am the same as him."

The guy was surprised, and looked at Yan Qing, but saw that he was indifferent, still with a paralyzed look, so he nodded and smiled: "Okay, girl, please wait a moment, I'll go get ready now."

It was only when the things were delivered that Yinghua realized why the guy was surprised when she said she wanted the same things as Yan Qing. So...

What Yan Qing wanted was a pot of warmed Huadiao wine and a plate of peanuts to go with the wine.

Huadiao wine!
Yinghua, who should have regretted it, rolled her eyes and pushed her own pot of wine in front of Yan Qing: "My name is Yinghua, it's the first time we meet, please give me your advice! I invite you to drink this pot of wine." .”

Yan Qing glanced at her, then silently pushed her plate of peanuts over.

(End of this chapter)