Rebirth is not the queen's prostitute Wushuang

Forty-two ridicule

I don’t know how long it took Shen Xuanxi and Prince Huangfu Haoxuan to eat. Not only did I collect all the food on the table, but I also said I would go to Chen Peishan’s room to have tea and snacks.

Lan Ruoqing couldn't help but get angry when she saw Shen Xuanxi eating there.

This cousin is too ignorant. I wonder if the couple just made up as they did, so they need time to communicate? I don’t know how to persuade the prince to leave quickly. I was still clapping my face and saying that there must be good tea and snacks in my aunt’s room. .

Lan Ruoqing's face was so angry that she couldn't have an attack.

Huangfu Haoxuan and Shen Xuanxi looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"Auntie, I remember that you like to eat osmanthus cake when you return to the Censor's Mansion and also like to drink green tea the most. Now I'm too full of food, so I have to drink green tea, so I have to make it for me by my newbie." Shen Xuanxi pulled Chen Pei and pulled Chen Pei Shan's arms said stickyly.

Lan Ruoqing looked at Shen Xuanxi's flattering look and frowned in disgust.

"Okay, okay, you haven't come to the General's Mansion for a long time. Have you forgotten your aunt?" Looking at Shen Xuanxi who was one head taller than him, Chen Peishan said dotingly: "Look at you, it's taller than when you wish you a New Year. I have been out a lot, why are you still like a child? In the spring, you ask your mother to find a family with a good match for you. It’s time to marry a wife and come back.”

"Auntie," Shen Xuanxi looked panicked, "Don't ask me to get married with my mother. After the New Year, my mother said every day that I should get married. Xier is still young and can't get married. Aunt Qian Qian said that I'm going to get married. Don't mention this again."

"Haha... Are you afraid of getting married with your personality?" Chen Peishan stopped and looked at Shen Xuanxi in surprise.

"How can my aunt not know that Xier likes a free life?" Shen Xuanxi replied.

"Auntie knows, but Xier, you are going to get married after all. How can you escape when you meet someone you like?" After saying that, he looked at Lan Yelei with a pointing look.

Lan Yelei's face turned red by Chen Peishan's resentful eyes. Fortunately, the night was dark and there was insufficient lights in the corridor, otherwise he would have been speechless to face everyone.

"I like someone? Ha, aunt, that's too far from Xi'er. If the women around me cannot be happy, then I would rather not like someone." Shen Xuanxi said lightly, Lan Yelei's face turned redder.

No one talks anymore, maybe he doesn't know how to answer.

In this way, the group returned to Qingfeng Pavilion.

Huangfu Haoxuan followed everyone into Qingfeng Pavilion, walked into the inner room, and walked around. The tables and chairs made of sandalwood were carved with different patterns, and the delicate and gentleness belonging to his daughter's house was flowing everywhere. Feelings.

Near the window, there were a few pieces of rice paper on the rosewood table, a few brushes were placed on the inkstone, and a few plum blossoms were in bud on the rice paper. The delicate brushwork seemed to indicate that the owner of the boudoir was also sentimental. What is hanging on it is purple gauze, and a few plum blossoms are inserted in a small vase on the windowsill, adding a bit of elegance.

There is a large picture of mist and rain hanging on the west wall, and a couplet hanging on the left and right, which is the ink trace of Yan Lu Gong. The east side of the house is separated by a screen, but a zither and a pipa can still be seen vaguely.

The piano only reveals the head of the piano, but it can still be seen that the color is dark and old, which is completely incompatible with the exquisite and rich style of the whole house. However, it has improved the style of the whole house by several levels.