Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

Chapter 425 Extra 9 I knew her earlier than you
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

Yuan Mi was lying on the bed, with his little face buried in the quilt. He let out a sigh, reached out his hand, but didn't touch anyone, and slowly opened his eyes.

The side of me was empty, and the mattress was already cold.

Yuan Mi stood up and looked around, just in time to see Qiu Yu coming in with a wooden basin.

"Qiu Yu, have you seen Ji Cheng?" Yuan Mi asked softly, rubbing his eyes.

"Princess is awake?" Qiu Yu hurriedly walked over with a smile on her face, "The Great Khan has important matters to find some princes. The consort specially told the slave not to wake you up and let you sleep more."

As she said that, Qiu Yu blushed and looked at the bed secretly.

"That's it." Yuan Mi stood up slowly, his eyes bleary, "Let's wash up first, and later go find the two girls I met yesterday to learn more about Turkic customs."

"...Yes." Qiu Yu glanced at the bed. There was nothing there. Then she looked carefully and saw that the white handkerchief she had placed last night had been neatly folded and placed on the bedside.

Qiu Yu was disappointed in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it. She quickly walked to the princess's side and helped her wash her face and make up.

A quarter of an hour later, Yuan Mi came out of the tent, still elegantly dressed.

Unfortunately, before I had gone far, I bumped into an acquaintance.

Gu Li looked her up and down and saw that she was already clean and beautiful. She curled her lips in dissatisfaction and said loudly, "Princess, don't blame me for speaking harshly. You..."

There was no one around, and Yuan Mi didn't bother to make excuses with her. "Since you know what you say is unpleasant, why do you say it? Or...are you just here to make me unhappy?"

Guli was so angry that her face turned red and black, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You married our Turks, you are a Turkic woman. You should wear our clothes and eat our food. Who allowed you to wear the clothes of the Great Yan Dynasty?" Walking around in clothes?”

"If you don't want to become our Turkic woman, you can go back to your hometown!"

"The matter is over, then you can report it to the official." Yuan Mi had a slight smile on his lips and didn't care about her at all.

Gu Li was so angry with her light words, "You woman..."

"Third Prince, I finally found you..."

The sound of men talking was heard not far away. The two followed the sound and saw Ji Cheng standing in the distance.

Ji Cheng wore a light cyan gown and a white jade girdle. His dark hair was loose and only tied at the end with a hairband. He looked out of place among a group of men in long braids and fur coats.

The two girls stood behind the tent in a hidden position, so the men did not notice them.

"Ah, it's so strange..." Yuan Mi pretended to be surprised, covered his pink lips with his small hands, blinked his big eyes, and said softly, "Why do Turkic men also wear our Dayan clothes?"

"you……"

"Maybe because he is my husband."

Yuan Mi's few words almost made Gu Li suffer from cerebral palsy.

Gu Li gasped for air, gritted her teeth, and her voice came out from between her teeth, "Don't be proud, A Cheng has only been new to you for two days. He is a Turk, how could he really like a big Yan?" people?"

"You really don't know the difference between north and south, and you are a bit stupid." Yuan Mi took two steps forward, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and although his tone was calm, he could not conceal his oppression, "My husband and I bear heavy responsibilities, and our marriage is related to both countries. Even if he despises me, he would not dare to divorce me."

"It's just sincerity, do you think I care? I am a princess of a country and hold a high position. If I want to be sincere, I will wave and there will be a lot of people rushing up to hand it to me."

"Why did you collapse?" Yuan Mi snorted, his eyes full of sarcasm, "Is it because you were leaning against me and Ji Cheng didn't want to look at you?" "My sincerity, which I don't care about, is what you want."

"You..." Gu Li took a few steps back, looking at the imposing Yuan Mi in front of her, her face turned a little pale, "This is you...the delicate look you had before was all just an act! I...I I’m going to tell Ah Cheng and reveal your true identity!”

Her voice was loud and attracted many people's attention. A group of men in the distance also heard the noise and looked over from a distance.

As soon as he heard Gu Li's voice, Ji Cheng felt something was wrong and hurriedly walked in their direction.

Yuan Mi chuckled and lowered his voice, "Look at it, this princess will teach you a lesson."

After finishing her words, before Gu Li could react, Yuan Mi ran out with the hem of her skirt in hand, and fluttered into Ji Cheng's arms like a butterfly, with a trembling voice, "Husband... I'm so scared."

Hearing such an affectionate name come out of Yuan Mi's mouth, Ji Cheng stiffened, and the hand holding her shoulders tightened, and asked in a deep voice, "Who bullied you?"

Yuan Mi raised his little face and looked at him with tears in his eyes. He said in a quiet voice, "I wanted to go find You Zhen and Suo Ying, but I accidentally ran into Gu Li. She made fun of my clothes. I couldn't be angry. , I argued with her for a few words, and she wanted to teach me a lesson."

"Husband, where did I offend her..."

Ji Cheng raised his head, his eyes were frighteningly cold, and he stared straight at Gu Li, who was rushing towards me, and said in a calm tone, "How are you going to teach my princess a lesson?"

Gu Li stopped in her tracks and looked at him in disbelief, looking almost crazy, "A Cheng, she is a liar. Her tender look yesterday was all fake. Don't be fooled by her!"

Ji Cheng sneered, his tone was casual, but everyone who listened felt chilled, "I will say it for the last time, the princess can marry me because I knelt in front of Emperor Dayan and kowtowed again and again to ask for it. If anyone bullies her, , it’s just a slap in my face.”

Yuan Mi huddled in his arms, turned to look at Gu Li, and saw that her face was twisted with anger, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Let her learn this trick of pear blossoms carrying rain, and she will not say anything once she learns it.

Gu Li naturally saw the pride on Yuan Mi's face and jumped up in anger. She pointed at her and shouted, "I told you she was just faking, she..."

"I knew her before you did."

The smile on Yuan Mi's lips froze, and he slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the man's profile, and he was stunned for a moment.

"I was reduced to a hostage in Dayan. Only my adoptive mother, Concubine De, treated me sincerely. Others looked down upon me. Only she would smile at me and give me the candied haws in her hand." Ji Cheng said calmly, with a cold look on his face, " I know exactly what kind of person she is.”

Yuan Mi's eyes widened slightly, and he cursed in his heart.

When I was young, I was pampered, arrogant, often misbehaving, and very unpopular. When did I have such kind intentions?

Memories from her childhood flashed through her mind, and in a daze, she suddenly remembered something.

When she was eight years old, her eldest brother went out to play in the palace and brought her back two bunches of candied haws. She disliked the hard and sour fruit, so she gave it to a passing boy.

She only remembered that the boy was dressed in fur clothes and had long braids. He was very different from the people in the palace and looked good-looking.

Now that she thought about it, she suddenly became alert, that boy turned out to be Ji Cheng.

The candied haws that he despised had made him remember it for so many years.

Ji Cheng noticed her gaze, lowered his head slightly, looked at her, and said softly, "What's wrong? Did she scare you?"

Yuan Mi stared at the smile on his lips, his cheeks turned red, guilt fermented in his heart, he pondered for a long time, then shook his head and asked in a low voice, "You... still want to eat rice porridge with maltose?"