Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"Jiu'er, you're back." Sima Chun's pure and innocent face was full of concern, his snow-white clothes looked like a relegated immortal, but his starry eyes were as deep as ink: "It's cold for you, and you're so tired after working so hard. Right? I'll help you into the house to rest for a while."

After saying that, he took a step forward, put his left hand on Qingyun's waist, and put his right hand on her arm as a gesture to walk inward.

Slightly turning sideways to avoid Sima Chun's touch, Qingyun's expression was calm with a hint of coldness and disgust: "I'm fine."

Staring at Qingyun who walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down, quietly sipping the fragrant and elegant hot tea, Sima Chun's deep eyes flashed with doubt and anger. After a moment, he walked to the table in a few steps, sat opposite her, and scanned She glanced at Zike, Lan Jue and Nanny Shen who were never leaving her side: "This king and Jiu'er have something to say, please step aside."

Unexpectedly, the three of them were unmoved. They just looked at Qingyun. Seeing her nodding, they stepped away. However, they stared at Sima Chun for a moment. If he dared to harm the princess, they would swear to protect him to the death. .

After pouring a cup of tea and taking a sip, Sima Chun probed: "Jiu'er, are you awake? Did you say when will you grant us a marriage?"

Looking up at Sima Chun, who was hiding anxiety and worry behind his concern, he saw that Sima Chun felt inexplicably timid. For a long time, Qingyun lowered her eyes and looked at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, hiding the desolation and ridicule in her eyes.

"My father is already awake. As for the marriage, my father is in trouble because of me. I really don't want my father to be upset about me anymore, so I'll talk about it later."

Father fainted, you don't think about respect and filial piety, you only have yourself in your heart, Sima Chun, you are really selfish and heartless!

"Jiu'er..."

"I'm tired. If nothing happens to your eldest brother, please just go back."

"You, what did you call me?" Sima Chun's originally gentle and handsome face suddenly became anxious and hurt: "Jiu'er, you have always called me 'Chun', how come today? Did I do something wrong, or someone What did I say in front of you that made you so distant from me?"

Keenly hearing the alertness in Sima Chun's tone, Qingyun's thoughts suddenly changed.

"No one said anything. It was because I was ignorant before. I thought I had the love and affection of my eldest brother, and I was so distracted that I didn't know why. I forgot that I was just an orphan without a father and a mother. I forgot that I should have self-knowledge. I forgot Wishful thinking will always be in vain!"

That muffled, choked and self-pitying voice made Sima Chun feel very uncomfortable, and at the same time dispelled his doubts.

He stretched out his hand to hold the white catkin. Regardless of Qingyun's struggle, Sima Chun held it tightly, with a faint smile and pride in his deep eyes: "Si Jiu'er, I said, no matter what you are, No matter who you are, I only love you! You can’t belittle yourself like this in the future, I will feel bad for you, you know?”

"But Miss Lin..."

"Mei'er? What did she tell you?"

Feeling the hand held by Sima Chun tighten, Qingyun still lowered her head, and said in a clear voice with urgency and panic: "No, it's nothing."

"Jiu'er----"

"It's all my fault. It really has nothing to do with Miss Lin. Brother, please don't be angry, okay?"

The more Qing Yun denied it, the more Sima Chun became certain that her cousin had said something to her, otherwise she would not have behaved in such an abnormal manner.

Lifting Qingyun's chin, her starry water eyes were filled with mist, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her soft teeth biting her cherry lips were like the cool summer breeze blowing through Sima Chun's heart, itching and crisping: "Okay, I’m not angry, just don’t be sad, okay?”

Seeing her nodding, Sima Chun took back his hand and stood up: "You have a good rest, I will come see you again." After that, he turned and left.

Lin Yuemei, if you dare to ruin this important matter for me, I will never spare you!

Staring at Sima Chun's cold back, Qingyun raised her hand towards somewhere in the shadow, her expression of being about to cry had long been suppressed by the quiet and cold look, and the bloodthirsty sneer on her lips made people shudder.

"The princess is really resourceful!"