The remarriage of the high-ranking daughter

Chapter 18 Mandarin Duck Two Character Ice ([-])
"I have my own measure, you go down!"

Chen Yutao put his hands behind his back, and looked at Zi Qi coldly, his words were a little bit more majestic and stern, he was an official of the court anyway, if he couldn't even order his own slaves, what kind of official would he be?

Or maybe these girls still consider themselves to be members of the Shen family, and even when they arrive at the Chen Mansion, they only listen to Chang'an's orders?
Thinking of this, Chen Yutao's heart immediately stirred up another wave, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Yes."

Under Chen Yutao's powerful influence, Zi Qi struggled for a long time in his heart, and then glanced at Chang'an who was lying on his back. After all, he retreated reluctantly, but he didn't go far, so he stood outside the screen. What, she can also arrive at the first time.

Seeing that Zi Qi finally retreated, Chen Yutao withdrew his gloomy gaze, but the corners of his lips were tightly pursed showing his inner displeasure.

He stretched out his hand and gently opened the bead curtain, and his hazy vision suddenly became clear. When he looked back, he frowned. The bead curtain appeared like a barrier separating the two, which made him feel I don't like it, I don't like it very much.

The blue-and-white phoenix sachet hanging in the tent gave off a burst of cool mint fragrance. Chang An closed his eyes in a dull mood. The gaze behind him was too intense. Irritated, I can't cool off no matter what, I just hope that Chen Yutao will leave quickly.

Chen Yutao naturally couldn't hear Chang'an's voice, and his eyes swept over the interior layout one by one.

The simple and old-fashioned old Ling mirror is placed not far from the bed. Although it is an old thing, it was used by Chang'an's mother Wang in the past. It is made of high-quality agarwood. The frame is carved with acacia flowers, which symbolize the happiness of the couple, and the edges are outlined with gold lacquer. Now it seems that there is a deep luster.

On the desk next to the wall is a small screen of pineapple wood inlaid with octagonal glass. A flying seagull is embroidered on the screen. Under it is a magnificent and boundless sea. Rolling from afar.

Looking at it, Chen Yutao's originally dull and depressed mood was relieved a lot, the deep wrinkles between his brows slowly dissipated, and he sat down on the edge of the bed after heaving a sigh of relief.

The person on the bed was still as slender as he remembered, with white palms resting on the quilt, round fingers with well-defined knuckles, and delicate fingernails that were shining like pink.

By coincidence, Chen Yutao stretched out his hand and covered it. When it was warm and slightly cold, he could feel the little hand under his palm suddenly shrink back. His face darkened, and he said in a muffled voice, "Chang'an, you are awake!"

This is not a question, but an affirmative sentence.

Chang An's body couldn't help shaking, seeing that he couldn't hide it, he finally turned around, lowered his eyes and said "um", "I just woke up."

The moon-white tunic wrapped her exquisite figure, revealing her fair and tender neck. In the past, she was only slender, but her figure was still very predictable, but she was hidden in the wide skirt, so that no one could see her true face.

Chang An sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, took advantage of the situation and withdrew the hand held by Chen Yutao, and pulled up the thin quilt, his whole body exuded obvious vigilance.

Chen Yutao was stunned. From his gaze, he could only see the black hair, the long eyelashes hanging down to cover the clear spring-like eyes, and the white teeth biting his lips under the round and small nose. Frowning, he said displeasedly: "Chang'an, when did you and I become so different?"

Chang'an closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She had told herself countless times in her heart that she must be patient before she could tear her face apart, and made false claims with Chen Yutao, but when she really faced him, she couldn't force her face to him. Laughing, even his approaching her felt like torture.

Those hands, those hands were once stained with the blood of Shen's family, as soon as she thought about it, she felt cold all over her body, down to her bones.

"I'm a little tired and want to be quiet."

Chang An slowly raised his eyes, a pair of star pupils were filled with calm waves, but his delicate and charming face had a delicate and moving beauty, which made Chen Yutao unable to take his eyes off for a moment.

It's not that he hasn't seen beauties before, delicate, charming, smart, hot, but none of these can compare with the person in front of him.

The beauty of Chang'an is like a slowly blooming summer lotus, weak and proud, soaking into people's heart with a rich fragrance. The kind of softness and strength are intertwined and precipitated in her eyes, emitting a strange brilliance. At that moment, it seemed to light up his whole world.

"Chang'an..."

The bewitching voice echoed in his mind, Chen Yutao only felt his throat tighten, his eyes were a little confused, and he stretched his right hand forward unconsciously, wanting to touch her smooth and delicate face, but Chang An avoided turning his head, between his fingers, Passing through her smooth black hair, she froze suddenly.

Chang'an turned his head to the side, leaving only a delicate profile. Chen Yutao rarely suppressed the anger in his heart, straightened his clothes, stood up, condescending, as if a kind of charity, "Well, you rest first, tonight I'll come back after dinner..."

After a pause, Chang'an still didn't respond, but clenched his fingers hanging on the quilt a little bit. It was a silent protest, and Chen Yutao felt more glaring, and said coldly: "I'll rest here tonight, you clean it up." Well wait for me to come!"

"No!"

Chang An suddenly turned his head, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, which was quickly caught by Chen Yutao. He couldn't help but feel a little more happy in his heart, and his thin lips twitched slightly, "Why? You and I are husband and wife. In the room is a matter of course!"

A mocking look flashed across Chen Yutao's eyes, Chang An pursed his lips, and after sorting out his thoughts, he calmed down and said, "Could it be that Master is blaming me for punishing the red gauze today? If so, I will release her restraint." Yes, it’s just that you really have to think carefully before you say such words in the future, if you do it again, I will punish you severely next time!”

Chang'an was actually a little flustered, because she didn't know why Chen Yutao would suddenly make such a request, which made her feel like an enemy.

That's why she tried to expose the matter by changing the subject.

That first night in her previous life was deeply etched in her heart, she didn't want to try again with such pain, let alone that person was Chen Yutao, that would be even more impossible!
"You and Wang Zhi...are there really nothing?"

Chang'an's refusal made Chen Yutao think of another possibility, he frowned slightly, his eyes were a bit dark, and having said this, he felt a flame suddenly bursting into his heart.

He knew that Wang Zhi, a member of the Wang family, was a 21-year-old man, but he had never married a wife. If Wang Zhi really thought about Chang'an in his heart, how could he feel at ease?
"Could it be possible that the master also listened to someone over there gossiping?"

(End of this chapter)