"Okay, maybe others have this personality and treat everyone the same." Gu Qingxian rubbed Long Xuexin's head and smiled to comfort the unhappy little female dragon.
Long Xuexin is not tall, and visually she is about the same height as Bai Yingying, but because of her slim body shape and face, she always gives the illusion of being taller than Yingying.
"Hmph!" Long Xuexin snorted again, seemingly not completely forgiving Ji Bingrou.
The two of them entered the house.
Long Xuexin deliberately amplified her voice and said angrily: "Sister Xian'er, I'm going to take a bath first, wait for me! By the way, don't touch that little bed, or someone will be unhappy!"
Next to the big bed where he used to rest, there was a small bed. Seeing this, Gu Qingxian couldn't laugh or cry. What was going on? If you really don’t want to talk to others, you can just change rooms. Why do you prepare a small bed for others?
In fact, Long Xuexin had this thought, but then she thought, this is where she lives, why should she let it out? But she couldn't drive people away openly, so this scene happened.
Ji Binrou turned a deaf ear and sat by the window, flipping through ancient books, ignoring her cold look and unattainable aura. She seemed to have a quiet and elegant intellectual beauty.
The sun shines on her face, her eyebrows are green and her skin is white and greasy. Without applying any powder, it looks like morning glow reflecting snow, or pear blossoms carrying rain.
Her long ice-blue hair, ice-blue dress, and the cold aura around her made her look like a lonely and beautiful ice lotus on the top of a snow-capped mountain.
Gu Qingxian hesitated for a while, and finally politely went over and said hello: "Hello, Miss Ji."
Hearing this, Ji Binrou looked sideways. Suddenly, she was stunned, as if she had turned to stone, and just stared at Gu Qingxian motionless.
Seeing this situation, Gu Qingxian was very embarrassed. Was there flowers on her face or something?
Ji Binrou has been with Han Qingyue all year round and has long been used to seeing fairies. Naturally, Gu Qingxian would not think that she was in a state of trance because of her beauty. After waiting for a while, she saw that the other party was still in a daze, so she called out in a low voice. He said: "Ms. Ji?"
The other party's soul returned to his body, and he asked softly, as if he were waking up from a dream: "Have we met there?"
Her voice was very soft, especially soft, and the cold sense of distance disappeared, just like spring returning to the earth and the ice and snow melting.
Gu Qingxian's eyebrows moved slightly. Apart from being surprised by her easy-going attitude, he was also speechless. Nonsense, I must have seen it before. Yesterday I was sitting on a chair with the witch, and you were standing next to me!
After thinking for a while, she said: "My name is Gu Qingxian, we should have met yesterday."
Only then did Ji Bingrou realize: "Miss Gu is the mistress of the Moon Emperor Palace that His Highness said?"
Gu Junlin: "..."
This sudden realization... How dare you stand there for so long yesterday and never even look at me?
As if he knew what she was thinking, Ji Binrou apologized: "Sorry, I was a little confused yesterday and didn't pay much attention to the surrounding situation."
The sincere apology made Gu Qingxian feel embarrassed.
Do others have to know the mistress of the Moon Emperor Palace?
After the embarrassment, Gu Qingxian deliberately asked about the specific relationship between her and the witch and why she didn't leave yesterday, but she didn't know how to ask.
While hesitating, Ji Binrou spoke again: "Miss Gu, have we met before yesterday?"
Gu Qingxian's eyelids twitched slightly. If it was earlier, it would have been traced back to the Tianjiao Banquet. At that time, she didn't pay much attention to Ji Binrou, and her eyes were attracted by Fairy Qingyue.
However, the people of Yundian were surrounded by dozens of people inside and outside that day. The conflict between her and the Qin family also happened before Yundian arrived. Logically speaking, the other party should have never seen her.
"You give me a very familiar feeling, it seems..." Ji Bingrou's voice was soft, but he hesitated to speak.
Gu Qingxian was very familiar with the other party's eyes as gentle as water. It was the way her senior sister looked at her. Gu Qingxian was completely confused. She was sure that there was no intersection between them. Before that, they had not said a word. Pass!
Could it be that women who are subdued by the witch will fall in love with her at first sight just like her?
"Sister Xian'er." At this moment, the voice of the little female dragon came from behind.
"Sorry to disturb Miss Ji." Gu Qingxian ran away as if she was running away. Ji Binrou's eyes looked like she was looking at a lover, which made her feel uncomfortable all over. Where is the promised ice beauty? The tenderness in those eyes almost overflowed!
Looking at her retreating back, Ji Binrou pursed her lips, feeling a faint sense of loss in her heart, and said sadly: "Are you leaving again..."
She didn't know why she said this, she just blurted it out instinctively and felt so sad that she wanted to cry.
"Sister Xian'er, has she spoken to you?" Long Xuexin pulled Gu Qingxian's sleeve, lowered her voice, and asked curiously.
Gu Qingxian turned her head and caught a glimpse of someone still staring at her from the corner of her eye. She couldn't help but panic, and led Long Xuexin out of the room:
"I said a few words... The room is a little stuffy, let's go out and walk around."
"Really, right? I just said she is not easy to get along with!" Seeing that Gu Qingxian was in the same situation, Long Xuexin was extremely happy: "That woman is not fun at all. She just ignores people by her name. She is still sister Xian'er. good!"
The two wandered along.
On the way, Gu Qingxian chatted with her: "Xue Xin, do you know why Xue Yue slanders His Highness so much?"
Long Xuexin was confused by the question and shook her head: "I don't know. I have never seen His Highness talk about this matter."
It's approaching night.
After Gu Qingxian sent Long Xuexin back, she left resolutely under her resentful eyes.
Ji Bingrou's gaze made her uneasy at all. Instead of doing this, she would rather be bullied by the witch!
Halfway through, Gu Qingxian met the beautiful woman who recommended her. With a thought in mind, she took the initiative to say hello: "Mr. Lin."
The beautiful woman in charge followed the sound, saw the person coming, and immediately saluted respectfully: "I have seen Miss Xian'er."
"No courtesy." Gu Qingxian smiled and said, "How are you doing, Mr. Lin?"
The beautiful woman waved her hands repeatedly: "You are the mistress of the Moon Palace. This servant cannot afford to be called a master."
"No matter what his status is, Xian'er will always remember the kindness of the adults."
As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Qingxian couldn't help but want to slap herself a few times. In the absence of the witch, she still subconsciously called herself Xian'er.
The smile on the beautiful woman's mature face grew stronger, and it was obvious that Gu Qingxian's words were of great benefit to her.
Gu Qingxian continued: "Master Lin is an old man next to His Highness. He must know His Highness very well and know many things, right?"
In order to gain lasting favor, Gu Qingxian wanted to know His Highness's preferences and living habits. This was a normal thing. The beautiful woman felt that the time had come to play a role:
"Whatever Miss Xian'er wants to ask, I will tell you everything!"
Gu Qingxian did not mince words: "I want to know about His Highness's past."
The beautiful woman was sweating coldly. She looked left and right, and when she saw no one was around, she stood on tiptoes and whispered in her ear:
"This matter is taboo. Miss Xian'er should not pursue it too much. I only know that Your Highness was once the princess of the Star Dynasty. Later, the Star Dynasty was destroyed by her own hands..."
"What are you doing when you stick together?" came a voice from behind, full of murderous intent and extremely violent.
