Princesses are always forced to blacken

Chapter 111 The Alienated Jiyue Prince ([-])
In the city of Langjing, which is full of New Year's flavor, as the New Year's Day gets closer, there is an endless stream of business and shouting, and the pedestrians coming and going back and forth are almost impossible to pass through the most prosperous Beiyang Street.

But in a moment or so, Beiyang Street, which was so traffic-choked, suddenly connected, and pedestrians gave way in a panic.

Su Rao came swaggeringly with Yisu, the conspicuous and ugly scar on the left forehead was a symbol of her status, it was obvious at a glance.

"Miss, are we going directly to Prince Yun's Mansion?"

Yi Su's words never evaded the passers-by on the road at all, and she pressed the dagger handle at her waist, as if Su Rao said yes, she would kill Zhao Lianxin first, and dare to rob Jiyue's son from her family...

"no no…"

Su Rao stretched out her index finger and swayed it from side to side. The red clothes were burning and swaying in the wind, and she didn't avoid the voices of passers-by on the road at all.

"Let's go to the Cang Pavilion first, Miss Ben will look dazzling."

A more narcissistic expression on the face.

It seemed to be saying that she must outshine others and compare Zhao Lianxin.

As the two walked away, pedestrians who heard their conversation on this section of the street whispered one after another.

"Hey! With this ugly girl from the Su family, Ms. Zhao's family may have another bad luck today..."

"Miss Zhao is not the only one who is unlucky, I am afraid that our human-like son Jiyue is also..."

Pedestrians talked so much, and their words were full of sympathy for Zhao Lianxin and Yun Ji. Every sentence, they also brought in the dowry pavilion between the lines.

After Young Master Xiao left, although Xiaoyaoju was still protecting the Qiang Pavilion, looking at the ugly girl Su Rao's posture, the future life of the Qiang Pavilion might be difficult!Why is there no one who can cure this ugly girl from the Su family...

Inside the happy house, in front of the window lattice, Huan Niang is shaking a round fan, with a charming gesture.

His eyes fell on Su Rao who was just walking to the Cang Pavilion with such a swagger, and he laughed and cursed:
"This little girl with a stomach full of ink, is going to go again..."

"A Huan, you'd better be careful, our second master..."

With a word behind him, Mu Lian came over and glanced over the window lattice.

"Her thoughts are deep and difficult to understand. She is definitely not the romantic and unrestrained Mr. Xiao you know, and she is not such a playful and perverted young lady of the Su family. It is not easy for her to win someone who treats her differently."

The windows were closed so as not to be noticed.

"Brother Lian." Huan Niang turned her head to look at Mu Lian, the round fan that was shaking in her hand stopped, and there was a hint of astonishment between her brows and eyes. "What happened to you in Tianguguan County? You made such comments on Su Rao."

Huan Niang's question made Mu Lian's heart feel heavy.

"It doesn't matter if I don't talk about those things, it's just that the lord has really gone too far with Su Rao. A Huan, you know that the lord actually saved someone, and the hands of the lord, besides killing, can also..."

I don't know if it was too shocking or too unbelievable for what happened next, but Mu Lian couldn't say it out loud. In his world, the head of their Xiaoyao Building had no kindness and soft heart, but he rescued him. The eldest son of the Su family, because of Su Rao...

With a bang, the fan in Huan Niang's hand fell to the ground, which is unbelievable.

"The Lord actually saved someone?"

"You guys forgot the rules of the Xiaoyao Building."

With this sudden sound, the door of the room was pushed open, and Xiao Ziyu walked in.

Masks cover.

Huan Niang and Mu Lian immediately knelt down on one knee and cupped their hands, with panic on their faces.

"Subordinates refer to Xiaoyaohu. Law."

But at this moment, in Prince Yun's mansion, between the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the bright afternoon sun and the breeze floated, and the two standing figures were separated by a distance of three steps.

"Brother Jiyue..."

Zhao Lianxin's gaze was filled with sadness.

"What did Xin'er do wrong? Why did Brother Jiyue become so strange? Xin'er doesn't care about anything..."

He stepped forward and wanted to grab Yunji's sleeves.

Yun Ji took a step back in time to avoid it.

"Miss Zhao fell in love with her wrongly, Yunji doesn't have the slightest bit of place for Miss Zhao in her heart."

It was still the indifferent Jiyue son, but these words were so ruthless, within three feet, thousands of miles away from others.

"I didn't have friendship when I was a child, let alone whether I was a stranger or not. I hope Miss Zhao can respect and love herself."

Yuehua's figure walked away.

This sentence is extremely insulting.

Zhao Lianxin staggered and sat down in the pavilion. The scrolls of poems in her hands fell to the ground, and the rice papers fluttered. , there is a vague poem: "There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees, and the heart is happy with the king, and the king doesn't know..."

Yun Ji, who walked away from the pavilion, stopped in front of Old Princess Yun's courtyard, and said indifferently: "Grandmother, the first time, the last time."

He took a step and left the courtyard of Old Princess Yun.

It wasn't until Yuehua's figure completely disappeared that a luxuriously dressed old woman came out of the courtyard, Old Princess Yun, and the nurse supported her.

"Niang Niang, this is the first time the son is angry."

Whispering in a low voice, the nanny of the museum helped the old princess Yun to the Huxin Pavilion, not only did she not show any worries because of Yunji's words, but she was lightly happy, as if she just wanted to see Yunji angry.

Old Princess Yun also had the same expression, with a smile on her soft and kind face, and there was an extra line at the corner of her eyes.

"Ji'er is so angry, Bengong is happy, and seems to have a life."

Walking to the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the smiles on the faces of the master and servant disappeared instantly.

Zhao Lianxin has also recovered her demeanor as a young lady. Although her eyes are slightly red and swollen, she is reserved, and she has regained her Zhitinglan charm.

Old Princess Yun took her hand and patted it lightly.

"Girl Xin, I love you and hope that you can enter Prince Yun's mansion, but..."

A light sigh.

"Oh, it's also my selfishness, Ji'er is weak and lingering..."

"My lord, no..."

Zhao Lianxin quickly shook her head.

She doesn't care about Jiyue's weak body, as long as she can stay by Jiyue's side...

"That's all, that's all." Elder Princess Yun also shook her head, stopped Zhao Lianxin from speaking, and sighed: "I have too many things to do in this palace. I know Ji'er's temperament, but I still let Xin girl come..."

He took Zhao Lianxin's hand and patted it again.

"Xin girl, I also see now that Ji'er is not a good person. If Ji'er marries Xin girl and treats her so unkindly in the future, it will be the fault of my messy mandarin ducks..."

"Princess Princess..."

What Old Princess Yun said made Zhao Lianxin panic for a moment for no reason, she spoke in such a hurry, but was interrupted again, Old Princess Yun waved her hand.

"Ji'er is not a pain in the ass, girl Xin should stop thinking about it in the future, girl Xin is also tired today, go back and rest earlier!"

After saying this, Old Princess Yun seemed a little tired, and also seemed hurt by Yun Ji's attitude and words, so she asked the curator to help her back.

A pair of master and servant Zhao Lianxin was left alone.

Zhao Lianxin hadn't turned around from Old Princess Yun's attitude and these successive words, Uncle Yun stepped forward and raised his arms in greeting.

The prince is annoyed, Miss Zhao please come back first!

Zhao Lianxin pressed the corners of her lips, glanced at Old Princess Yun's departure direction, and stepped away, but her slender sleeves were curled up.

(End of this chapter)