Demon King's Genius Poison Concubine

Chapter 219 Look at the handsome man in white
When Jiujiu heard Chu Jiaoyang's words, he paused, and before he could figure out what expression to use to face Feng Xi, Chu Jiaoyang immediately turned his head and grabbed her and Pin'er.

"Hahaha, third brother, I thought you wouldn't come to such a lively occasion, so I brought Pin'er and Jiujiu to the poetry meeting."

After saying that, he turned sideways, revealing the figures of her and Pin'er.

This Princess Chu, when will she be able to come back with her lack of brain?

Jiujiu raised her head, and directly bumped into a pair of ice-cold and snow-silent eyes.

Feng Xi was sitting on a chair, dressed in black, cold and alienated, his whole person exuded a sense of loneliness, he didn't wear a mask, he lost a lot of weight, and his face looked a little pale.

A sharp pain flashed through his heart.

"His Royal Highness, Jiujiu, please come in and sit down quickly. I want to watch the poetry meeting today, so I begged Axi to come with me."

Zhong Limeng stood up and said coquettishly.

The whole person is a little shy and timid.

Jiujiu's pupils shrank slightly, so these two people are on good terms?
Ha ha ha.

"Oh, that's it, then Jiujiu and we will be together."

Chu Jiaoyang turned his head in a daze.

Jiujiu smiled slightly, looking lazy, no sadness could be seen on her face, she nodded to Chu Jiaoyang's words, "Aren't you bothering me?"

this question.

Zhong Limeng was obviously taken aback.

She was just being polite at first, God knows how much effort she had to beg Feng Xi to come to this Huichun teahouse, and finally found such a chance to be alone, of course she didn't want outsiders to disturb her.

In particular, when she inquired from Chu Yizhi about the matter between Qing Jiujiu and Axi, she was shocked and thankful at the same time, the two broke up.

Therefore, in the past few days, she has a sense of presence in front of A Xi's eyes every day.

Finally got such an opportunity.

However, it was destroyed by the three people in front of him.

This short-sighted Chu Jiaoyang, and this ignorant Qing Jiujiu were so mad at her.

And this Qing Jiujiu, she put on makeup today, and the birthmark on her face was well covered, only a very light color, if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see the trace.

Before this, she really didn't think that Qing Jiujiu was beautiful, but today, it was as if a needle had been inserted into her eyes, causing her pain.

Qing Jiujiu is such an amazing woman.

But she couldn't show it on her face. She suppressed her shock and anger in her heart, nodded and said, "Why bother, everyone talking about poetry together is more artistic."

"Yes, yes, yes, I think that's the case too, Jiujiu, all the hired children come in."

Chu Jiaoyang greeted.

Zhong Limeng gritted his teeth in hatred, yes, I am a big-headed ghost to you.

The three of them entered the box, and Zhong Limeng consciously sat next to Feng Xi, as if silently announcing that the seat was hers.

Jiujiu took the lead to enter the house and sat directly by the window. This position not only allowed him to see the scene in the hall through the curtain, but also looked at the people walking or standing on the street through the window.

There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table.

The waiter in the teahouse gave everyone a new set of teacups and some snacks.

The atmosphere in the whole box was eerie and quiet.

"Hey, do you all want to write a poem and hand it in?"

The sound of reciting poems downstairs was endless, but it was their box that was silent at all, and it was Chu Jiaoyang who couldn't hold back the sound.

No one responded to her.

Zhong Limeng smiled, looked at Jiujiu, "Jiujiu, come and write a song."

Jiujiu took a sip of tea, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. She leaned on the chair and looked at Zhong Limeng with a hypocritical smile.

The woman wanted to see her laugh.

"Oh, Doctor Zhong, you don't know something. Qing Jiujiu is notoriously illiterate. Don't let her compose poems. Aren't you embarrassing her? Why don't you compose a poem for the princess."

Chu Jiaoyang said wow.

Jiujiu really wanted to slap this man unconscious.

"Well, I really don't know, sorry, Jiujiu."

Zhong Limeng said with a smile.

Feng Xi held a cup of tea in his hand, sipping it one mouthful at a time. He leaned on the chair with a cold and stern demeanor, alienated and indifferent.

His eyes fell on Jiujiu's body unconsciously, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, but just passed by in a flash.

Today's Jiujiu is really beautiful.

It was gorgeous like he had never seen before.

But he doesn't like Jiujiu dressed up like this, it seems that the beautiful secret he has been carefully cherishing is suddenly exposed to the public, it belongs to him, he doesn't want to share it with others, but now he is not qualified to own it.

Looking at Zhong Limeng's hypocrisy, Jiujiu gave her a stingy look, and just left her aside, looking at the passers-by on the street.

Suddenly, a man caught her eyes.

Wearing a white robe with thin sleeves, a green jade pendant around his waist, and silver boots, he walked slowly among the hurried pedestrians.

The passers-by around were more or less anxious.

He was the only one who walked quietly and safely through the dewdrops after the rain.

There wasn't a trace of dirt on the silver boots.

I don’t know which family planted crabapple flowers, sticking out of the wall. When the man in white passed by, a gust of wind blew, and the crabapple flowers rustled and fell on his shoulders. Underneath, let the pink petals fall, gentle and elegant, pure and flawless.

The clean demeanor of the man in white is intoxicating.

Jiujiu has been in another world for so long, and has never seen a man with such a clean and outstanding temperament.

There was a little more appreciation unconsciously in his eyes.

"Jiujiu, what are you looking at?"

Seeing Jiujiu staring out of the window for a long time, Pin'er couldn't help asking, and leaned over to look out together with her.

People come and go, what are you looking at?

"Beautiful boy, do you see it?"

Jiujiu pointed, Pin'er stretched her neck, "Where is it?"

"The man with a crabapple petal on his shoulder."

Jiujiu pointed with his finger.

Pin'er blinked, but didn't see it.

Jiujiu, "...!"

The man drifted away, almost out of her sight.

Jiujiu casually tore off the purple jade pendant she used for decoration, concentrated her spiritual power, and shot at the man.

Fast, aggressive and accurate.

So Qing Jiu watched the jade pendant fly towards the back of the white man's head, thinking that he would hit him, but he didn't expect that the moment the jade pendant approached him, the white man made a lightning strike, and the jade pendant was instantly pinched in his hand.

He stopped, turned his head, and looked straight in Jiujiu's direction.

"what……!"

Pin'er let out a low cry, shrank her head, and returned to her seat.

So, Qing Jiu was caught off guard and ran into a pair of clear blue eyes.

The man stood there far away, surrounded by white mist, Jiujiu wanted to see his face clearly, but couldn't see clearly.

Click.

At this moment, there was a sound of a teacup breaking, and Jiujiu subconsciously turned her head...

(End of this chapter)