Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"Now that you're here, let's sit down and have a cup of tea."

He picked up the teacup, poured a cup of tea and put it on the opposite side. Looking at the person who appeared in the room quietly, Qingyun's face was as calm as water.

His long black hair was loosely tied up, his ice-blue eyes were as vast and indifferent as the sea, his appearance was poetic and picturesque, his nose was high and his lips, which were not thick and not thin, had a natural color, and he was dressed in blue cloth, but it was hard to conceal him. Ling Ran's temperament, coupled with the sense of maturity that has been around for a long time, makes people reluctant to look away.

"As expected of the Ninth Princess, I admire your intelligence and courage!" She strode to sit across from Qingyun, and Ye Youlan took a sip of tea.

Slowly shaking the tea cup in his hand, Qingyun said calmly: "Not only can I see through my identity at a glance, but you can also sneak into my room without being heavily guarded. I am deeply impressed by Ye Pavilion Master's ability!"

From the moment Ye Youlan appeared, his eyes had been falling on her. That deep and sarcastic look made her feel slightly frightened and confused, because the look was too obscure. Difficult to understand.

Before she left the top of Danjing Mountain, she noticed that Wuying, Lan Jue, and the secret guards were on high alert. Even after returning to the inn, they did not relax their vigilance at all. She had guessed that she was just the first one to come. The person turned out to be Ye Youlan, which was within her expectation but also unexpected.

Hearing this, Ye Youlan's eyes flashed with a burning edge of unknown intent, and she raised her eyebrows and said casually: "Then have you guessed the purpose of coming here?"

He was originally a bohemian and uninhibited person who was extremely tired of those red tapes. Now that the Ninth Princess calls herself "I", it suits his wishes and naturally wins his favor.

"It's just an old thing. Lord Ye, don't worry, I will take full responsibility for it!"

"What did he tell you?"

"Said nothing!"

"You don't even know what it is, how can you bear it?"

"Is it important?"

Raising her eyebrows and gazing at Ye Youlan, whose face was cold and full of surprise, Qingyun raised a faint smile at the corners of her lips, as if thousands of pear blossoms suddenly bloomed, exceptionally pure and charming, but her dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water. The fog made her eyes look hazy, making it difficult to see clearly at a glance: "He is my fiancé. No matter what happens, our husband and wife will advance and retreat together! What's more, everything he does is for Me, how can I not bear it?"

Ye Youlan's expression was startled, and there was an indescribable emotion in her heart. In an instant, her face returned to its usual calmness: "You are right, the grudge between him and me is indeed related to you! However, this is the relationship between me and him. I advise you not to interfere in matters of time!"

"If I am determined to intervene, what will you do? You know, he is my man, and I will never allow anyone to hurt him in the slightest!"

"You really have a deep love for him, but now I'm afraid you don't have the thought and energy to intervene in this matter!"

"What does Pavilion Master Ye mean by this?" Qingyun frowned slightly, an ominous premonition suddenly lingered in her heart, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Ye Youlan's eyes flashed, and the vague doubts and complicated feelings disappeared. She opened her mouth and was about to tell the truth when Lan Jue's respectful voice suddenly came from outside the room: "Master, Miss Linghu wants to see you."

Raising her eyebrows, Qingyun glanced at Ye Youlan and said calmly: "Please come in, Miss Linghu." She couldn't explain why, but she was sure that what Ye Youlan was about to say had nothing to do with Miss Linghu. , she couldn't guess it for a moment.

Seeing the deep look in Qingyun's eyes, Ye Youlan not only didn't take it seriously, but also smiled in a low voice. Like the clear stream of iceberg melting, it flashed into Qingyun's eyes, and Ye Youlan picked up the drink on the table. The teacup blinks into the shadows.

As soon as Ye Youlan disappeared, Lan Jue led Miss Linghu and opened the door and walked in.

Playing with the teacup in her hand carelessly, Qingyun looked at Miss Linghu and said lightly: "Miss Linghu, please sit down."

Pingting walked to the table and sat down. Miss Linghu looked at Lan Jue who was standing behind Qingyun and hesitated to speak.

"You step back."

"master......"

Lan Jue looked stern. Wuying reminded them that Miss Linghu was in love with Mr. Mo, and naturally she was jealous of her master who was close to Mr. Mo, so she asked them to be more careful. Now Miss Linghu came uninvited and asked to see her master alone. , fearing she had ulterior motives, how could she leave her master? But when she saw the reassuring look in her master's eyes, she exited the room, but tightly guarded the door.

"I wonder what Miss Linghu has to say when she comes to see me?"

Looking at Qingyun, who has an ordinary appearance in front of him, but has a certain elegant and noble temperament in his words and deeds, especially his calm and gentle appearance, people can't help but feel humble. Miss Linghu is both jealous and envious.

Originally, she came here with full confidence. After all, she was the best player in the world, the only daughter of the richest man in Xinggu County. She had a beautiful appearance and was outstanding in chess, calligraphy, painting, and martial arts. However, in front of this woman, those assets that she was proud of were all gone. Suddenly it became vulgar.

"Please leave Mr. Mo!"

She is obviously just an ugly girl with no reputation, why should I compete with her for the title of Mr. Mo?

Qingyun couldn't help but burst out laughing after hearing this. She had seen what Miss Linghu was thinking about Chen Yu at the martial arts conference, but she didn't expect that Miss Linghu would be so bold and direct. It seemed that what Brother Nangong said was true, whether it was Linghu Neither Chang'an nor Miss Linghu can compare with Master Yuzhuang and Yu Peiyao!

"reason!"

"With your appearance and identity, you are not worthy of Mr. Mo!"

Qingyun pursed her lips, looked at Miss Linghu with a smile and asked, "Then who does Miss Linghu think is worthy of Mr. Mo?" If you dare to say it's you, I will obey you!

"Of course it's me!" After adjusting her gorgeous water cloud satin dress and squinting at Qingyun, Miss Linghu proudly raised her chin: "Mr. Mo is famous all over the world and has a pure temperament. Of course he has to be the best in the world. The most beautiful and noble woman is matched. I have a distinguished family background and outstanding appearance. If Mr. Mo marries me, he will be able to own the wealth of the Linghu family and the entire martial arts world. But you are ordinary in appearance and poor in family background. How can you be qualified to stay in Mr. Mo's house? Around you?"

As soon as the meeting ended, she found out clearly about this woman's background. Not only was her origin unknown, but she also had no talent, virtue or appearance. Why was she pestering Mr. Mo? But she forgot that Lan Jue had just called this woman 'Master'. I forgot how much respect Nangong Junfei and the Three Heroes of Xiamen showed to this woman in the martial arts competition.

Sipping the lukewarm tea with a leisurely expression, Qingyun's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness without saying a word.

"Which man in the world doesn't want to be the icing on the cake? Although Mr. Mo has achieved both fame and fortune, he is of inferior origin. With the support of my Linghu family, even the imperial court will be wary of Mr. Mo!" Miss Linghu said in an overbearing manner: "If you If it is really for Mr. Mo's good, you should take the initiative to leave Mr. Mo, so as not to drag Mr. Mo down or even become a laughing stock."

Qingyun still said nothing, her face as quiet as a pool of water.

"Of course, after Mr. Mo and I get married, I will convince Mr. Mo to take you as my concubine, give you a place to live, and ensure that you have enough food and clothing!" After Miss Linghu finished speaking, she poured herself a glass. After taking a sip of tea, he spit it out with a pop and frowned.

Ever since she was a child, she has demanded the best and most exquisite in everything. Even the powerful and royal family may not be as rich as her in material terms.

But the tea was really unpleasant to drink. The temperature of the tea water was not high enough and the tea leaves were not good. The tea was naturally bitter and difficult to swallow.

Sipping tea elegantly, Qingyun looked indifferent as she watched Miss Linghu frowning more and more tightly with disdain in her eyes.

Her father's only favorite thing is drinking tea. She has been in love with elegant things like drinking tea since she was a child. However, after participating in politics, it would be nice to have a sip of tea when she is busy all night long. How can she pay attention to it? Is the tea good? Is the temperature of the water for making tea suitable?

The tea in this inn is indeed not good, and she naturally knows that, but how can she be so particular about it when she is away from home?

"Miss Linghu is here this time. Does your father know about it?"

Upon hearing this, Miss Linghu's face turned pale, obviously she was good at making decisions.

"Since ancient times, marriage has always been about fate. Miss Linghu and Mr. Mo have no fate. With your talent, appearance and family background, you can definitely find a well-matched young talent to spend your life together, so why force yourself on a fate that doesn't belong to you?"

Miss Linghu's face immediately became gloomy. She opened her mouth and before she could say anything, she heard Qing Yun say calmly: "The origin of marriage cannot be measured by compatibility or unworthiness. As long as the two people are in love, it doesn't matter whether the man is talented or the woman is beautiful. , you don’t have to have a prominent family background to still be happy for hundreds of years, is Miss Linghu right?"

As soon as the conversation changed, Qingyun's indifferent tone already contained coldness and sarcasm: "Miss Linghu keeps saying that you are worthy of Mr. Mo, but from your words, it is clear that you look down on Mr. Mo with your eyes above the head. The reason why you insist on being with Mr. Mo. Young Master, has a completely giving attitude. He not only wants to use the power of the Linghu family to put Young Master Mo in front of the world, but also wants to trample Young Master Mo under his feet. Even if you are really together with Young Master Mo, do you think you will Happy?

As for me, my appearance may not be as good as yours, and my family background may not be as prominent as yours, but I have never thought of sharing my husband with another woman, let alone being a concubine! Please forgive me for not accepting Miss Linghu’s kindness!

Since ancient times, the imperial power has been above all else. How can you, the Linghu family's Jianghu sect, and the richest man in Xinggu County compete with the imperial court? Your treasonous words are enough to kill the whole family and implicate the nine clans! If Miss Linghu If you don’t want to see the Linghu family perish, you’d better be careful with your words and actions!”

"Be bold!"

Staring at Qingyun with wide eyes, Miss Linghu's eyes burst out with jealousy and coldness. Thinking that she has grown so big, who doesn't hold her in the palm of his hand as a treasure, and who dares to be presumptuous in front of her? And dares to speak alarmistly? Curse the Linghu family?

The angry Miss Linghu raised her hands, wanting to teach this ungrateful woman a lesson, but who knew...