Chapter 10 Peeking
"Miss San, don't be modest, this tea is really good tea."

Lou Moxuan twirled the jade flute in a fancy way, looking at Lou Jingyu opposite with peach blossom eyes, with a smile in his eyes.

"Ninth brother, you are out of luck. The imperial doctor said yesterday that you are too cold to drink these scented teas."

As soon as the words were finished, all the people in the pavilion looked at Lou Jingyu, only to see Lou Jingyu, who had not spoken all this time, glanced at the teacup lightly, without any regret in his eyes.

Things like this, in his eyes, are nothing ordinary at all.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, his voice was like a spring, and he said something calmly.

"It's okay, I don't like drinking scented tea."

When Ning Wenzhuo heard this, his expression was slightly embarrassed, but it was Mrs. Hou who had a flash of joy in her eyes.

"My lord's fleece coat and iron horse, I don't like this kind of things that my daughter's family plays with when they have nothing to do."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Ning Yurou's eyes, and it was fleeting. The self-deprecating and pitiful tone in her tone only made people feel weak.

But the two in front of her didn't seem to hear the grievance in her words, so they didn't answer.

Ning Yurou couldn't hold back her face, she stood there in embarrassment, clutching the handkerchief, her face getting redder and redder.

Why can't Master Hou see Ning Yurou's backyard tricks? He believes that the two people in front of him have also seen it. I feel a little ashamed.

"Ma'am, I have something to discuss with the two princes, you take Rou'er down first."

……

The gap in the rockery was narrow, and Ning Qingyue managed to squeeze through while sucking her stomach, but her body was covered with a lot of dust, and her hair was also a little messy.

When she finally squeezed behind the rocks, she realized that the place where she stepped down was smaller than she had seen before. If she didn't stand on tiptoes, the heels of her shoes would step into the water.

Barely standing on her feet, she hurriedly looked, and what caught her eyes was the appearance of that Molan man.

He looks like he is only 21 and [-] years old, with handsome features, even better than those big stars. The most prominent thing is the pair of peach blossom eyes that squint from time to time, especially unrestrained and unrestrained.

At first glance, he is the type who doesn't like restraint, is easy to get along with, and is talkative and funny.

Ning Qingyue rubbed her chin, if he was the Ninth Prince, it would be fine to marry him.

With a flash of light in her eyes, she turned her attention to the young man in white again, and immediately frowned in dissatisfaction.

The young man in white, whether it was intentional or not, actually turned slightly sideways, at the same angle, and just happened to throw her the back of the head again.

"What the hell."

Ning Qingyue cursed in a low voice, supported the rock, opened her eyes wide, tilted her head and continued to peek.

She didn't believe it, he kept that posture without turning his head.

I stared at it for a few minutes without blinking, but the man didn't move at all.

Made of stone?

Ning Qingyue's neck was sore. Just as she looked away and twisted, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw the man turn his face slightly. Ning Qingyue just wanted to look, but saw the man turned his head away again.

"...This is too coincidental!"

Could it have been discovered?Or is it really such a coincidence?

(End of this chapter)

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