After being reborn, I became a scumbag and his aunt

Chapter 210 Losing Your Temper (Part [-])

Han Sixing accompanied Zhao Chengyuan into the inner courtyard.

He stared at Zhao Chengyuan from time to time, his eyes full of scrutiny.

She is not too tall, tall enough, and her body doesn't seem to be weak, but her temper looks a little colder, so I don't know if she will be deceiving.

Zhao Chengyuan said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, just say what you want."

Han Sixing cleared his throat, "My sister fell into the water, the prince saved her, right?"

"Yes."

"Ordinarily, the prince is responsible for her boudoir's reputation. Although she doesn't care about it, there are quite a few people who know about it."

Although Han Sixing was reluctant to marry off the girl he had just met, seeing that girl Ning was about to marry a fool, this was not the time to be reluctant.

Wouldn't it be better to rely on King Jin than to marry a fool?
Zhao Chengyuan said indifferently, "You have also seen your father's attitude towards this king. This king can't even meet Zhaoping in private, let alone ask for a marriage."

Han Sixing frowned. He had been making indirect comments for so long, but he still couldn't figure out why his father was so hostile to King Jin.

But now, King Jin is the only one who can get Ning girl out of the sea of ​​suffering.

He weighed his father's exhortation and his sister's lifelong happiness, and decided to choose the latter.

He stood still at the Yuemen Gate between Jinhetang and Xiaokuayuan, "My lord, go in by yourself, and I will ask Guard Ye for his kung fu at the end."

Zhao Chengyuan thanked him and stepped into the small courtyard.

Ye Chang probed his head and looked at the jujube tree in the corner, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Han Sixing patted him on the shoulder, "I didn't finish the fight last time, come on, continue!"

"Just fight! If I win, you have to let me stay on the jujube tree for a while!"

Han Sixing twitched the corner of his mouth, what kind of weird guard is this!
"Let's talk about it after you win!"

Before the words fell, Ye Chang attacked.

Han Youning and Ling'er were counting the congratulatory gifts received today, Ling'er put them together, and Han Youning checked the list of gifts before registering them.

"This box is really exquisite."

Ling'er picked up a long and narrow yellow rosewood box and opened it, and took out a suet jade hairpin from inside.

She was surprised, "I have never seen such a clever hosta before."

She took the hosta and handed it to Han Youning, "Miss, look, the whole body is white, but the orchid petals happen to be yellow here, so beautiful."

Han Youning looked at the orchid hosta in his hand and smiled mockingly.

Zhao Chen carved it with his own hands, and it was more delicate than that in his previous life.

In his previous life, he had injured his hand because of carving jade hairpins, so he didn't know if he was injured again this time.

She was full of joy holding this jade hairpin at first, and then she wore it on the sedan chair, but this token of love that she regarded as a treasure was nothing more than a ridiculous lie.

After two lives, does Zhao Chen still only know this trick?

She put the hairpin on the low table, and said lightly, "Put it away, and keep it for others."

Ling'er flipped through the list sent in from the outer court, and said, "It turned out to be a gift from the crown prince. It's a pity to reward someone with such an expensive hairpin."

"It's nothing to regret. If you like it, take it away now, and save me writing it."

Ling'er smiled and said, "I don't want a servant girl, if the prince sees it, what should I do?"

Han Youning pushed the brochure aside and said sullenly, "It's all sent by irrelevant people, you can get it yourself."

"It's not all irrelevant. You see, there are Princess Danyang, County Chief Jiahe, and the Young Lord of Anlinghoufu, all of whom are close friends with you."

Ling'er's eyes turned, "Oh...it's fine if Lord Jin didn't come, why didn't he send you a congratulatory gift?"

Han Youning snorted coldly, hugged the pillow and said, "He has a lot of things to do every day, so he can't take care of a little girl like me. I recognized my father, and he wasn't very happy at all. Just don't congratulate me."

Ling'er was facing the door, her face suddenly changed, she stood up, "My lord..."

Han Youning snorted, "Don't tell me for him? I understand that he won't come to congratulate me until the time when the eldest son and I get married. Sending an emerald stone is considered a congratulatory gift. I will follow The seniority of Nanzhang County Lord called him uncle and offered him tea."

Wasn't that what he did when she married Zhao Chen?

He knew her a long time ago, didn't he just watch her jump into the fire pit?
Ling'er turned pale with fright, stretched out her hand and tugged at Han Youning's arm, and said in a trembling voice, "Miss... the prince is here."

Han Youning was startled, then turned his head suddenly, and saw Zhao Chengyuan standing at the door of the room, looking at her quietly.

Han Youning's eyes flashed with joy, and then he thought about what he said just now, and felt a little embarrassed, "My lord, you are here..."

Zhao Chengyuan walked into the inner room, stood in front of the couch and looked at her with downcast eyes, with a low voice, "Are you really planning to marry him?"

Han Youning said lightly, "The prince came to ask this?"

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Answer me first, do you really want to marry him?"

Han Youning raised her head and saw his tight jaw, sharp thin lips, and cold and oppressive eyes.

He is like a stern elder, scolding a child who has done something wrong.

Han Youning tidied up the brochures and congratulatory gifts on the low table, "Boys should marry when they are in college, and girls should be married if they are college students. I'm already old enough, so naturally I want to get married."

Seeing her so calm, without even a word of explanation, Zhao Chengyuan's eyes turned black, he didn't know that there were still times when he couldn't suppress his emotions.

He said in a deep voice, "If you want to marry, you should choose a good family. The son of Zhong Guogong is as intelligent as a three-year-old child, so you don't cherish yourself like this? You still need to call me uncle, you understand this generation."

Han Youning stood up on the low couch, so he was about the same height as him, and his momentum was much stronger.

She looked straight at him, "What is the prince so serious about? You questioned me from the moment you entered the door, so what is your identity, sir? What does it matter to you who I marry? I don't call you uncle, no What do you call your uncle? Ever since I recognized my father, the prince has changed. I don’t know the reason, and none of you will tell me the reason. Since you don’t have to get close to me, and no one comes, congratulations If you don't send it away, why bother with me?"

Her chubby little face was full of anger, rosy and fresh, and her clear eyes were full of grievances, accusing him.

Zhao Chengyuan watched her face off like a little hedgehog bursting with thorns, with her hips on her hips, and the anger that was churning in her chest dissipated in an instant, and she could no longer be harsh on her.

It turned out that the little girl had accumulated so many grievances in her heart because of him.

He leaned close to her, with a smile in his eyes, and his voice returned to his low-pitched and sweet tone, "Are you blaming me for not coming to congratulate you, not giving you a congratulatory gift, and losing your temper?"

He was too close, and the man's mellowness had a clear bamboo fragrance, like a gust of smoke blowing across her face, making people intoxicated and fluctuating.

Han Youning sat back on the couch, turned his head away and said, "No."

　There is another one in the afternoon~
　　writing
　　
　
(End of this chapter)