Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 816 Should Kill Yin Zhan First or Yin Shu (1)
Duanmuqi has already entered Beijing?

When did this happen?But during this period of time, Yin Zhan didn't say a word about this matter.

Did he not know, or did he not say it on purpose?

Duanmuqi on horseback was radiant.

Yin Zhan originally wanted to get out of the carriage and give up the carriage to Song Chuxi, but at this moment he slowed down.

Song Chuxi seemed to have no hesitation, she pursed her lips and got out of the car by herself.

Cheng Yu rode the horse and followed beside her. Seeing this situation, she couldn't help curling the corners of her lips with great interest——

These three people are really interesting.

Before Song Chuxi deliberately interfered, not to ask her to get close to Yin Zhan, she was almost sure that there was something between those two, but now, Duanmuqi appeared.

This Fourth Miss of the Song family is definitely not a person who will not refuse anyone, right?
Besides—

Even if Song Chuxi has the heart——

Duanmuqi has never dealt with Cheng Yu before, but Yin Zhan is definitely not a casual person.

Song Chuxi got out of the car, but Yin Zhan didn't stop him.

She turned to look at him again, "In that case, I'll go back first, thank you Your Highness and Miss Cheng for your care along the way."

Yin Zhan didn't make a sound.

It was Cheng Yu who immediately took a step forward, "You don't have to be so polite, Miss Song Si."

Song Chuxi twitched the corner of his mouth in a perfunctory manner.

"Are you the eldest lady of Duke Qi's mansion?" Duanmuqi looked over from the corner of his eyes, and looked at Cheng Yu with some interest.

"I used to hear that the Patriarch Duanmu is very handsome, and I am honored to meet you today, and he really lives up to his reputation." Cheng Yu smiled slightly, with a generous attitude.

Duanmuqi didn't say anything more, turned his eyes away, and said to Song Chuxi, "Are you riding a car or a horse?"

"I'll take the carriage." Song Chuxi said, turning around and walking towards the carriage behind him.

Chang Cheng dismounted and opened the car door for her.

After Song Chuxi got into the car, he reminded again, "East of the city, Jiqingfang."

"Farewell." Duanmu Qi smiled and raised his eyebrows at Yin Zhan in the carriage, and then calmly led the team away.

Cheng Yu and his party stopped here and did not move for a while. It was not until the group had gone far that Cheng Yu turned to look at Yin Zhan and said, "Why is His Royal Highness Xuan so generous all of a sudden? I thought you wouldn't like this opportunity to protect flowers." would give up."

The robe on Yin Zhan's body was dirty and wrinkled, so he didn't get out of the carriage to change horses, he just said, "Let me borrow your carriage."

"Your Highness, please." Cheng Yu nodded with a friendly smile on her face.

Yin Zhan stopped talking and retreated into the car, "Let's go home."

"Yes!" Now that Song Chuxi got out of the car, Wei Heng handed Yin Li to him. He looked up and saw Cheng Yu who was still waiting for them to go first. Out of politeness, he could only be grateful He nodded slightly.

Cheng Yu's attitude was always calm, he waved his hand and ordered someone to make way for them.

Duanmuqi didn't do anything else, he actually ordered someone to send Song Chuxi back.

Song Chuxi's spirit was weak, and he kept leaning against the wall of the carriage with his eyes closed.

The carriage advanced steadily all the way, and it took about half an hour before it stopped in front of the Song Mansion.

The guard at the gate went in to report the situation, and someone came out to greet him, "Patriarch Duanmu..."

Those who were brought out by Song Chuxi from Dayun City knew that the relationship between her and Duanmuqi was quite special now, seeing him rushing to the door, they couldn't help being more vigilant.

"It's me!" Song Chuxi poked his head out of the carriage.

"Miss—" The boy was taken aback, "Why—"

Song Chuxi is coming back, and didn't say hello in advance?
Song Chuxi didn't bother to explain anything, she just said: "Patriarch Duanmu sent me back, let's make way."

"Yes, Miss." The servant responded, and quickly turned around and ran back to the gate, ordering someone to open it.

The chariots and horses entered the alley and stopped in front of the Song residence.

Song Chuxi got off the horse and walked inside.

Duanmuqi kept smiling, and at this moment, he was familiar with himself and wanted to follow in.

Song Chuxi didn't stop him, and went straight to his residence in the backyard.

Two people, all the way silent.

Back in the back yard, two maids in charge of sweeping came out to greet her, "Miss..."

"You go out first." Song Chuxi waved his hand, his tone was a little cold, and he walked in without looking sideways.

"Yes!" The two girls hurriedly lowered their heads and retreated without saying a word.

The light in Duanmuqi's eyes flashed brightly, and the corners of his lips curled up.

During this period of time, Song Chuxi was not around, and no one came in or out of the yard.

The two entered the house one after the other.

Because it is a temporary residence, Song Chuxi's room is relatively simple, and there are no special decorations. At first glance, it doesn't even look like a woman's boudoir.

After she entered the door, she stood there without saying a word.

Duanmuqi looked at her back, and walked forward with a casual attitude, "Why, I didn't say hello to you before I came to Beijing, is it too surprising? Or are you angry?"

He walked over almost without warning or precaution, but Song Chuxi turned around suddenly, raised his hand and slapped him.

Even with all her strength, her strength is only limited.

Duanmuqi's face was slightly turned to one side by the beating, he moved his cheeks, but the natural smile on his face did not diminish.

Song Chuxi stood in front of him, staring at his face coldly and angrily, and said in a voice that was almost gnashing her teeth: "Have you had enough trouble?"

No matter how you look at it now, she is the one who made trouble out of nowhere without warning.

Duanmuqi slowly withdrew his gaze, and his gaze was fixed on her face, the smile on her face was as bright as a peach.

Two people, looking at each other.

Song Chuxi was really under the anger that got out of control several times, her eyes were naked and there was no concealment.

Duanmuqi looked at her for a moment, then turned around and walked aside calmly, bent over and sat down on the beauty couch in front of the bed, and then said casually: "Why, it's not long since I entered Beijing that I met Yin Zhan Resurrected? At the beginning, you assured me that there was no so-called past between you and him. "

Resurgence?It's really inappropriate to use this word on her and Yin Zhan.

Song Chuxi stood in the middle of the room, staring at him covetously, gritted his teeth without any relief on his face, and said, "What the hell do you want to do? We agreed not to interfere, and you are trying to force me to make complete peace with him." Are you turning your back?"

"Xuan Wang is not young anymore. He is married to a man and a woman. What are you so excited about?" Duanmuqi said, clasping his hands behind his head and leaning on the soft pillow behind him, he looked at her again and said, " And that is also the wishful thinking of both parties, it is not appropriate for you to run over to disrupt the situation."

(End of this chapter)