The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

Chapter 150 Ambush (1)
Shui Qianxun opened the attic window a little, looked through the crack, and could have a panoramic view of what was going on in Xuege's yard.From her perspective, she naturally couldn't see the intentional or unintentional glances of Huangfu Xun, Huangfu Yi and Chu Li.

While observing the terrain around Tingxue Pavilion, she gloated that Mo Shuangzhen would arrange accommodation for Huangfuyi and Chu Li, and the young master Feiyan's every move was under the noses of these two.

When Miss Feiyan took a shower, did she deliberately forget to close the window?Shui Qianxun speculated maliciously, and glanced at the main room of Tingxue Pavilion. If the window of the main room was open, from her angle, she could see Feiyan's residence clearly.

You can have a panoramic view of eating, drinking and sleeping.

Maybe I can find a chance another day and ask Huangfu Yi if Fei Yan looks constipated when she is squatting on the toilet.Shui Qianxun had a wicked smile on his lips.

After looking at Tingxue Pavilion, Shui Qianxun's eyes turned to Huangfu Xun. His Highness the Crown Prince was dressed in white clothes like snow, sitting behind the table, holding the white jade wine glass with his slender fingers. Know which is brighter.

The black jade ring on the index finger was radiant and glowing, and the skin became more and more white and translucent.

His Royal Highness obviously didn't speak much, and spent most of the time slowly sipping the wine in his glass, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, but they couldn't hide his cold eyes.But his expression was colder than his eyes.

There was no maid serving him at this table, only Mo Chu stood aside, picking up the jug from time to time and adding wine to his glass.

The case table is filled with carefully cooked dishes, served in high-quality celadon, the color is attractive, but it can be seen that all the dishes on the plate have not been touched.

The jug and wine cup that Fei Yan had prepared for him was also thrown aside.Whether it is the jade pot for wine or the jade cup for drinking, they are all used by Huangfu in daily life.

Apparently, His Royal Highness did not even touch the food and drinks prepared by Fei Yan.

The guest is so cold and arrogant, no doubt they are slapping Fei Yan in the face in public, the slap is precisely the face of Fei Yan who wants to show off his cooking skills, and this kind of slap is so calm that people can't vomit blood .

Shui Qianxun's stomach was full of displeasure, but now it had disappeared, and he felt that the night wind blowing across his cheeks seemed to have a sweet taste.

Huangfu Yi sat opposite Huangfu Xun, wearing a black brocade robe, with a purple jade belt around his waist, his eyes were always cold, his facial features were engraved, and his dark red lips were pursed into a line.

He had neither maids nor personal guards by his side, nor did he bring his own wine. He only took the jug and wine glass on the case table, poured himself a drink, and drank the wine very quickly without touching the food in front of him. .

Huangfu lowered his head and sat down on Chu Li, still dressed in the blue clothes of Tianshui, resting his chin on one hand, his eyes rippling, surrounded by four or five maidservants, holding a wine glass in his slender hand, he bowed his head from time to time, and said The maid's hand, smiling and sipping the wine in the glass, is indescribably charming.

Fei Yan sat on the main seat, but she didn't wear the fairy-like white clothes, and she didn't know if it was because Shui Qianxun had ridiculed her for wearing white clothes because she was wearing filial piety.

She was wearing a light blue dress, her hair was pulled up in a high bun, her makeup was exquisite, she was shy and timid, and she talked and laughed.

Shui Qianxun watched from a distance, and felt that although the table was not full of chatter and laughter, there was no silence, but no matter how I looked at it, I felt that the atmosphere at the table was a bit turbulent.

She watched through the window for a while, feeling quite bored, and thought to herself that she might as well go back to sleep, the days are long and she will never let Fei Yan escape from her grasp.

Shui Qianxun stretched, yawned silently, and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, at the moment of turning around, he caught a glimpse of the window of the main house of Tingxue Pavilion from the corner of his eye. almond shaped.

(End of this chapter)