Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 728 Xianggong, mine (54)

   "I want to go in now, you are a servant, do you dare to stop me now!?"

  As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

  The butler lowered his head, not daring to say anything.

  Princess Zhaoyang's sharp gaze made his back feel cold, he gritted his teeth, and was about to continue to say something.

  But in the next second, another servant trotted out from the mansion.

   ran to the butler and whispered something to him.

   "The lady got up and said that she can welcome the princess."

  The butler immediately looked at him.

   After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Zhaoyang again.

  Servants are not allowed to look at the master, he didn't dare to look too much, so he avoided it, made way, bowed and said, "Please, Your Royal Highness."

  Princess Zhaoyang raised her chin and walked in without looking sideways.

   The pace is hurried and menacing.

  The butler wanted to welcome her to the reception hall, but he didn't want to. Princess Zhaoyang turned around and pointed directly at the inner courtyard.

  The inner courtyard is where adults live, and she obviously had done her homework before coming here.

  The steward was very anxious about this, "Your Highness, you are going in the wrong direction, this is—"

   "Get out!" Princess Zhaoyang frowned.

  With a look, the palace guards who followed behind him pushed the butler away and told him to shut up.

   is really arrogant and domineering to the extreme.

  The butler was covered with his mouth, yelled, and watched Zhaoyang walk through the corridor and the path.

   Then, in the quiet back garden, a group of people in full force ran into that figure.

  That figure, just sitting in the courtyard indifferently, drinking tea slowly, wearing a big cloak, the red is more publicized.

  The snow on the cobblestone road has been cleaned up by the servants. At this time, in the back garden, except for the few wintersweet plants standing proudly, and the evergreen cedar, the rest of the flowers are gone.

  Therefore, the most gorgeous thing in the garden is the light red.

  Su Bai twirled the tea lotus with fine fingers, and gently poured the black tea from the tea appreciation tray into the pot. Steam was rising from the boiling tea pot, and the fragrance of the tea that had just melted was glowing.

  Seeing this, Princess Zhaoyang was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

  She was so angry that she jumped around in the palace, but this **** was drinking tea? ! ?

   She took a deep breath, trying not to contort her face.

  He strode over, with such a vigor that he seemed about to slap him in the next second.

   "Who are you?" She didn't even use the more polite greetings on weekdays, and just asked.

  The woman sitting on the porcelain seat, without raising her eyelids, is holding a porcelain white teacup with a wooden clamp and rolling it in boiling water.

  The actions of his subordinates were not rushed or slow, and the tone was even more flat, "I am Rong Li's wife, Yun Si."

  Princess Zhaoyang has certainly heard of this name.

   This is what Rong Li mentioned when he rejected her.

  The expression on Princess Zhaoyang's face was almost undistorted, "Bold! Since you are a commoner, why are you rude when you meet this princess?!"

  Yun Si, who was pouring tea slowly, smiled and said nothing.

   Poured a cup of tea, stood up, and gently placed it in front of her, "His Royal Highness is a thousand years old."

   "The weather is cold, would Your Highness have a cup of hot tea?"

   When she turned her face away, Zhao Yang could see her face clearly.

  The woman is wearing a silky winter dress, a warm and colorful cloak, snow-skinned and tall eyebrows, and her appearance is charming but not vulgar.

  She pursed her lips and smiled slightly, with a kind aura on her body, and she did not show any hostility. Every word and action seemed to be a shadow of politeness.

  (end of this chapter)