Has the princess petted her husband today?

Chapter 177 The Secret Collusion
To the west of the city, Xihua Bieyuan.

This is a house that Yuan Xiaoming bestowed on Yuan Liyue. It is full of exotic flowers and herbs. In summer, a hundred flowers bloom together. It is really beautiful, and it is a good place for summer entertainment.

In previous years, Yuan Liyue would live here for a period of time in the summer, and only return to the palace as autumn deepened, but this year, other people lived here.

In the evening breeze, there is a person sitting alone in the triangular pavilion near the water.

The afterglow of the setting sun scattered on the water, like a pool of broken gold, and the wind swayed over the lotus, but it gave birth to a sense of tranquility.

Wu Qingyun leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, holding a handful of fish food in her hand, and sprinkled some of it down.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and they stopped behind him and said in a low voice: "My lord, it's getting late, shall we go back to have dinner?"

Wu Qingyun looked away, chuckled, and spilled all the fish food in her hand.

She clapped her hands and said, "Go back to eat? No appetite, don't want to eat."

Meng He went around to persuade him, "Eat as much as possible? How can you do it if you don't eat?"

Wu Qingyun spread her hands out of boredom: "I'm not in the mood...Meng He, can you tell me I'm ugly?"

As he spoke, he turned his face to look at Meng He seriously.

Meng He: "..."

Listen, listen, is this a human language?

What if he is still ugly?Then what is this?ugly?

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said embarrassingly, "Young Master, what's so ugly? If you still think it's ugly, don't we ordinary people deserve death?"

Wu Qingyun sighed faintly: "Well, I think so too."

Meng He: "..."

"I'm obviously very good-looking, and it's no exaggeration to say that I'm one of the best in Kyoto, so why does the princess just refuse to open her eyes and look at me?"

It turned out that he was thinking about this, Meng He rolled his eyes, and he couldn't understand this point. If it is just about looks, his son can be considered to be able to overwhelm Na Luo Liufeng, why the eldest princess just likes Na Luo Liufeng Woolen cloth?
He scratched his head and didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only say: "Perhaps Her Highness the Eldest Princess hasn't found out the goodness of the young master yet. It will be fine when the young master enters the Eldest Princess' mansion and spends more time with Her Highness the Princess?"

Wu Qingyun smiled inexplicably and said nothing.

He got up with a flick of his sleeves, went straight out of the pavilion, walked through the long corridor, and returned to his study.

Meng He followed behind. Seeing that he was not in a good mood, he didn't dare to say anything, and stood quietly by the side.

After a long time, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and Wu Qingyun said to Meng He without raising her head, "Go and open the door."

"Yes."

Meng He opened the door from the inside and saw a man dressed as a guard standing outside the door. The two looked at each other, and Meng He turned sideways to let him in.

This person would come here every now and then, he was used to it, and...

He turned his head to watch the man put a letter on Wu Qingyun's desk, and there would be a letter like this every once in a while.

Wu Qingyun reached out to pick it up and opened it. There were two things inside, a piece of letter paper and a small bag of unknown things.

Wu Qingyun frowned, unfolded the letter and looked at it, the expression on his face became more and more subtle.

Putting down the letter paper in his hand, he picked up the small package, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "It's really unscrupulous."

However, it was exactly what he wanted.

He raised his eyes to the guard who stood silently by the side and said, "Go back and tell your master, I understand."

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