Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"Since you're here, let's sit down and have a cup of tea."

Picking up the teacup, pouring a cup of tea and putting it on the opposite side, looking at the person quietly appearing in the room, Qingyun's face was as calm as water.

The long black hair is loosely curled up, the ice blue eyes are as vast and indifferent as the sea, the appearance is picturesque, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips that are neither thick nor thin have a natural color, and the blue cloth clothes can't hide his beauty. Ling Ran's demeanor, coupled with the sense of sophistication exuded from his whole body, made people reluctant to look away.

"As expected of the Ninth Princess, I admire her intelligence and courage!" He strode to Qingyun and sat down, Ye Youlan took a sip of tea.

Slowly shaking the teacup in her hand, Qingyun said lightly: "Not only can I see my identity at a glance, but I can also sneak into my room while avoiding heavy defenses. I am deeply impressed by Master Ye's ability!"

From the moment Ye Youlan appeared, her eyes have been on her. The deep and mocking eyes made her feel slightly palpitated, and she was inexplicably confused, because the eyes were too obscure. Difficult to understand.

And before she left the top of Danjing Mountain, she noticed that Wu Ying, Lan Jue, and the hidden guards were on high alert. Even when they returned to the inn, they did not relax their vigilance at all. She more or less guessed that she was the first one to come The person was Ye Youlan, which was both within her expectations and beyond her expectations.

Hearing this, Ye Youlan's eyes flashed a burning edge of unknown intention, she raised her eyebrows and said casually: "Then have you guessed the purpose of coming here?"

He was originally a bohemian and uninhibited person, and he was extremely tired of those red-tape people. Now the nine princesses call themselves 'I', which is exactly what he wants, and naturally won his favor.

"Left and right are just old things, Lord Ye, don't worry, I will take responsibility for it myself!"

"What did he tell you?"

"Don't say anything!"

"You don't even know what it is, how can you bear it?"

"Is it important?"

Raising eyebrows and staring at Ye Youlan, who had a cold complexion with surprise, Qingyun's lips raised a faint smile, as if a thousand pear blossoms suddenly bloomed, extraordinarily pure and charming, but there seemed to be a layer of water in the dark eyes. The fog made her eyes look hazy, making it hard to see clearly: "He is my fiancé, no matter what happens, our husband and wife will advance and retreat together! Besides, everything he does is for Me, how can I not bear it?"

Ye Youlan was stunned, a trace of indescribable emotion flooded her heart, and her face returned to normal silence in an instant: "You guessed right, the grievances between me and him are indeed related to you! However, this is the relationship between me and him. I advise you not to intervene in this matter!"

"If I am determined to intervene, what will you do? You know, he is my man, and I will never allow anyone to hurt him!"

"You really have deep affection for him, but I'm afraid you don't have the thought and energy to intervene in this matter now!"

"What do you mean by Master Ye's words?" Qingyun frowned slightly, an ominous premonition suddenly lingered in her heart, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Ye Youlan's eyes flashed, and there was a faint trace of doubt and complicated emotions that were fleeting. She opened her mouth and was about to tell the truth, when Lan Jue's respectful voice suddenly came from outside the room: "Master, Miss Linghu, please see me."

Raising her eyebrows, Qingyun glanced at Ye Youlan, and said indifferently: "Please come in, Miss Linghu." She couldn't tell why, but she was sure that what Ye Youlan wanted to say had nothing to do with Miss Linghu, as for what it was , she couldn't guess for a while.

Seeing Qingyun's deep eyes, Ye Youlan not only didn't care, but also smiled in a low voice, like the instant clear stream of iceberg melting, flashed Qingyun's eyes, and Ye Youlan picked up the drink on the table The teacup blinked and disappeared in the shadows.

As soon as Ye Youlan disappeared, Lan Jue led Miss Linghu through the door and walked in.

Carelessly playing with the teacup in her hand, looking at Miss Linghu, Qingyun said lightly: "Miss Linghu, please sit down."

Pingting walked to the table and sat down. Miss Linghu looked at Lan Jue who was standing behind Qingyun, and hesitated to speak.

"You step back."

"master......"

Lan Jue's expression froze. Wu Ying had reminded them that Miss Linghu loved Mr. Mo, so she naturally harbored jealousy towards her master who was close to Mr. Mo, so they had to be more careful. Now Miss Linghu came to see her master alone without invitation. , I am afraid that she has ulterior motives, how can she leave her master?But seeing the reassuring look from his master, he left the room, but guarded the door tightly.

"I don't know what advice Miss Linghu has for coming to see me?"

Looking at the ordinary face in front of her, but her words and deeds have a kind of elegant and noble temperament, especially the light and breezy appearance, which makes people feel humble involuntarily. Miss Linghu is both jealous and envious.

Originally, she came here full of confidence. After all, she is the number one expert in the world and the only daughter of the richest man in Xinggu County. Suddenly it became vulgar.

"Please leave Mr. Mo!"

She's obviously just an ugly girl whose name doesn't change, why should she compete with her for Young Master Mo?

Qingyun couldn't help laughing when she heard this. She could see Miss Linghu's thoughts on Chen Yu at the martial arts meeting, but she didn't expect Miss Linghu to be so bold and straightforward. It seems that what Brother Nangong said was right, whether it was Linghu Neither Chang'an nor Miss Linghu can compare with Master Yuzhuang and Yupeiyao!

"reason!"

"With your appearance and status, you are not worthy of Young Master Mo!"

Qingyun pursed her lips, looked at Miss Linghu with a smile and asked, "Then who does Miss Linghu think is worthy of Mr. Mo?" If you dare to say it's you, I will accept you!

"Of course it's Miss Ben!" After straightening out the gorgeous water-cloud satin dress on her body, and looking sideways at Qingyun, Miss Linghu raised her chin proudly: "Mr. Mo is famous all over the world, with a pure temperament, of course he has to be the best in the world." The most beautiful and noble woman is matched. This lady has a prominent family background and outstanding appearance. If Mr. Mo marries this lady, he will be able to own the wealth of the Linghu family and the entire martial arts world. But you are ordinary-looking and come from a poor family. How can you be qualified to stay with Mr. Mo? around?"

As soon as the meeting was over, she found out about this woman's background. Not only was her origin unknown, but she also had no talent, no virtue, no good looks, so why pester Mr. Mo?But he forgot that Lan Jue called this woman "Master" just now, and also forgot the respect Nangong Junfei and Xiamen Sanjie had for this woman at the martial arts conference.

Sipping the lukewarm tea in a leisurely manner, a trace of coldness flashed across Qingyun's eyes, without saying a word.

"Which man in the world doesn't want to make the icing on the cake? Although Mr. Mo has gained both fame and fortune, he is from a lower class after all. With the support of my Linghu family, even the imperial court will be afraid of Mr. Mo!" Miss Linghu said aggressively: "If you If it is really for the good of Mr. Mo, you should take the initiative to leave Mr. Mo, so as not to drag Mr. Mo down, or even become a laughing stock."

Qingyun still didn't say a word, her face was as quiet as a pool of water.

"Of course, after Mr. Mo and Ms. Ben get married, Ms. Ben will persuade Mr. Mo to accept you as a concubine, give you a place to live, and ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing!" After Ms. Linghu finished speaking, she poured a glass After taking a sip of the tea, after a while, he spit it out with a 'poof', his eyebrows furrowed.

Since she was a child, she has demanded the best and most exquisite everything, even the powerful and royal family may not be able to have her in terms of material.

But this tea is really unpalatable, the temperature of the brewed tea is not high enough, and the tea leaves are not good, so the brewed tea is naturally bitter and hard to swallow.

Elegantly sipping tea, watching Miss Linghu's eyebrows wrinkle tighter and her eyes gleaming with contempt, Qingyun looked indifferent.

The only favorite thing for her father is to drink tea, and she has been influenced by it since she was a child, and she also loves such elegant things, but after participating in political affairs, it would be nice to have a sip of tea when she is busy all night long, so why would she pay attention to it? Is the tea good or not? Is the temperature of the water suitable for brewing tea?

And the tea in this inn is really not good, she naturally knows it, but how can you be so particular when you are away from home?

"Miss Linghu came here this time, I don't know if your father knows?"

Hearing this, Miss Linghu's complexion turned pale, it was obvious that she was making an assertion.

"Marriages have always been about fate since ancient times. Miss Linghu and Mr. Mo have no fate. With your talent, appearance and family background, you can find a young talent of the right family to spend your life with. Why insist on fate that doesn't belong to you?"

Miss Linghu's complexion immediately became gloomy, she opened her mouth and before she had time to say anything, she heard Qingyun Qingling say: "Marriage can't be judged by matching or not, as long as the two are in love, it doesn't matter whether you are a man or a woman. , you don’t need to have a prominent family background, you can also be happy for a hundred years, is Miss Linghu right?”

As soon as the topic changed, Qingyun's indifferent tone contained a clear and sneering tone: "Miss Linghu keeps saying that you are worthy of Mr. Mo, but from your words, it is clear that you look down on Mr. Mo, so the reason why you insist on asking Mr. Mo Young master, it's a kind of charity attitude. You want to use the power of the Linghu family to hold Mr. Mo in front of the world, but also want to trample Mr. Mo under your feet. Even if you are really with Mr. Mo, do you think you will Are you happy?

As for me, maybe I am not as good-looking as you, maybe my family background is not as prominent as yours, but I never thought of sharing my husband with other women, let alone being a concubine!Miss Linghu's kindness, please forgive me for not accepting it!

Also, since ancient times, the imperial power is above everything else, how can you compete with the imperial court based on you, the mere Jianghu sect of the Linghu family, and the richest man in Xinggu County?Just relying on your rebellious words, it is enough to copy and kill the whole family and implicate the nine clans!If Miss Linghu doesn't want to see the Linghu family perish, she'd better be careful with her words and deeds! "

"Bold!"

Staring at Qingyun with wide eyes, Miss Linghu's pupils burst out with jealousy and a gloomy coldness. Thinking about how big she is, who wouldn't hold her as a treasure in the palm of his hand, who would dare to be presumptuous in front of her?Dare to scare and curse the Linghu family?

Miss Linghu raised her hands in anger, wanting to teach this ignorant woman a lesson, who knows. . . . . .