Hearing the word "eat", Xuan Qianchen somehow remembered the last time he was in Lin Qingwan's yard, when he suddenly broke in and the woman was holding a big elbow and eating something delicious.
In his eyes, Lin Qingwan was a very pretentious woman. She would make a big fuss even if she had a slight headache. She even acted as if she was trying to please herself while eating. But now, she seems to have not been like that for a long time.
He pursed his lips slightly and suddenly remembered the way Lin Qingwan acted coquettishly towards him today.
What exactly does this woman mean? It’s really hard to understand.
Seeing that Xuan Qianchen was lost in thought and even slightly frowning, Yuan Min couldn't help but call out, "Brother Chen, brother Chen? What's wrong with you?"
He suddenly retracted his thoughts and looked at Yuan Min's face. He could not help but think of another woman. He had no intention of eating. His throat moved and he patted Yuan Min's hand again, "I just said I had already eaten when I came here. You are not in good health, so you should rest early."
"Brother Chen, I want to have dinner with you. I don't want to be alone." Yuan Min seized the opportunity to pretend to be pitiful. Xuan Qianchen was indeed soft-hearted and was about to agree. A guard's voice came from outside the door, "Your Majesty. , I have something to report at the military camp."
Xuan Qianchen turned around, his eyes staying at the door, "Say."
"Two guards got into a fight in the military camp, and one of them even lost the prize. Both of them were unconvinced and said they had to wait for the prince to come and judge."
The sonorous and powerful voice of the guard came, and Xuan Qianchen's complexion suddenly turned cold, and there was an icy chill all over his body. His thin lips tightened, and it was obvious that he was a little unhappy.
Yuan Min knew that he couldn't say much at this time, so he looked at Xuan Qianchen longingly, but the man still stood up and turned to comfort her, "I'll go to the military camp first and have a good rest."
After saying that, he strode away without waiting for her reply. Yuan Min's pupils were dilated, with a bit of unwillingness flashing in them. He almost stood up from the bed quickly, ready to catch up and say something.
But Ah Yue held her back, "Princess, no, you are still sick. If you catch up, wouldn't it make the prince suspicious?"
Indeed, she is still pretending to be ill, so catching up like this will definitely make people suspicious.
Ah Yue began to advise again, "We all see how good the prince is to the princess. It's just a meal. The prince will make up for it next time."
Yuan Min calmed down after hearing this. She couldn't help but snorted coldly in her throat, returned to the bed and lay down.
At the same time, Lin Qingwan was in the yard.
After the incident of breaking the bamboo, Uncle Kun sent several maids to Lin Qingwan. These little girls were not very old, so they were careless and looked a little cute.
Lin Qingwan's interrogation of Hongli and analysis of the situation were all seen by them, so they all had some admiration for the woman in front of them without any disdain.
Looking at the people staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, Lin Qingwan held her chin up, feeling a little bored. Chun Mian also felt a little embarrassed, as she seemed not to be familiar with several of her "new colleagues".
After pressing her temples and thinking for a while, she suddenly straightened up and called all the little girls over, "Let me teach you a game."
Hearing this, several people looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what Lin Qingwan wanted to do.
But she just asked Chun Mian to find some harder pieces of paper, make a homemade deck of playing cards, and then started telling everyone the rules.
It's easy to get started playing cards, and a few people learn it quickly, but they still can't let it go.
Lin Qingwan once again made a suggestion, "From now on, whoever loses will have to perform a talent show, how about that?"
Upon hearing this, several girls blushed, but because they did not dare to disobey her order, they could only nod.
After several back and forths, the atmosphere finally became less awkward and gradually became more relaxed and harmonious.
In the last round, Lin Qingwan lost without even playing a single card. Her eyes widened, and Chun Mian was already pestering her, "Miss, you lost! It's your turn to show off your talents!"
She couldn't defend herself even if she wanted to, and she couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, "Then what do you want to see me perform?"
Naturally, the few maids did not dare to speak, but Chun Mian was different. She immediately started clapping her hands, "I want to see Miss dance with the sword! Miss, do you remember that you drank too much that night, and suddenly picked up a piece of wood, and then on the moon I will never forget the sword dance below!"
Chun Mian described her thoughts in an exaggerated way, and the eyes of several maidservants also lit up. Lin Qingwan was not the coy person. Since everyone wanted to see it, she picked up a branch from the corner and walked to the center of the yard.
The woman had a peach-shaped face and a free and easy aura that made people unable to take their eyes away. She held the wooden stick in her hand, turned around and smiled brightly, "Watch it."
As soon as she finished speaking, her figure danced in the courtyard. Every movement was swift and clean. It was obviously just a piece of wood, but the feeling of the sword wind was removed by the dance.
Her eyes were astonishingly bright, like a beautiful and dazzling butterfly flying around in the yard.
"Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace in a thousand miles..." Lin Qingwan chanted slowly, then flipped in the air, stretched the wooden stick in his hand, and moved towards the wall not far away, his voice was high and attractive. , "When it's over, brush off your clothes and hide your merit and fame -"
Although Chun Mian didn't understand the meaning of these two lines of poetry, she knew that the artistic conception in them must be extremely beautiful. Her knowledge was refreshed by Lin Qingwan again, and she almost jumped up and applauded, "Okay, okay! Miss, you are amazing!"
Several other little maids seemed to have lost their souls. Their eyes watered when they looked at Lin Qingwan. A group of people applauded in unison, it was so lively.
Lin Qingwan showed danger, put the wooden stick on the table, made a quiet gesture, and then said very stinkingly: "Low-key, low-key."
Little did he know that everything in the yard was seen by Xuan Qianchen outside the door. He was indeed going to the military camp, but when he passed by, he heard the laughter of the women in the room.
By some strange coincidence, he came to the door of the courtyard and even hid here to take a peek.
At first, they were just holding some pieces of paper in their hands and saying something. Later, Lin Qingwan suddenly picked up the wooden stick and started waving it, and even recited the poem.
Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his merit and fame.
He repeated it in his heart, and an inexplicable emotion surged out, almost occupying all his reason.
This woman can actually write a poem of this level?
Everything in the yard just now reappeared in his mind, and his breathing was not smooth. Lin Qingwan seemed to be jumping around in his mind, completing the sword dance with wooden sticks.
