090 Meet
Wan'er was frightened by the stern look in Eleven's eyes and took a step back, but when she thought that Eleven was just a lowly concubine given to Marquis Pingyang by the Snake Kingdom, she shouted sternly: "You are so bold, how dare you talk to this girl like this. "
"Slave?" Eleven raised his eyebrows and became angry, his face slightly tensed.
Wan'er snorted, "You are just a little concubine, not a slave, what are you?"
Eleven sneered, "Even so, I am here to serve Marquis Pingyang, not you." She came here to make deals with Marquis Pingyang, not to be a slave for others.
Wan'er was stunned. Although Emperor Yan intended to allocate her to Marquis Pingyang, this matter had not been made public after all. She could only be regarded as a guest in this house, and Shi Yi was indeed not her slave.
But she has always been praised by everyone. Even in the palace, when several palace maids were beaten and scolded, no one blamed her. Eleven actually contradicted her again and again, and she couldn't help but become angry with shame, but as soon as she took action , even after being restrained by the other party, she did not dare to do anything again.
His face turned red and he said angrily: "My third brother is in this state because of you, a witch like you."
Eleven said calmly: "So what?"
Wan'er's expression changed. She actually dared to admit it frankly, "Do you think no one dares to kill you?"
Shiyi smiled disapprovingly, "There are so many people who want to kill me. As long as Marquis Pingyang doesn't want me to die, I won't be able to die."
Wan'er opened her mouth wide and couldn't believe what she heard, "Do you think that my third brother likes you and doesn't want you to die? You made my third brother become like this. My third brother hates you to death. I'm afraid he wants to kill you." Chop it into 'meat' pieces."
If you don’t answer on the 11th, just hate it. Who doesn’t hate it?
She didn't want to guess about Marquis Pingyang's heart, and she didn't need to guess.
She didn't answer, and Wan'er became even more furious, "My third brother won't like you. I brought you here just to avenge that day. After the first lunar month, you will turn into a pile of bones."
Eleven's face did not change, and he still said calmly, "So what?" The whip in his hand was tightened, making Wan'er's breathing difficult.
Wan'er's pink face turned slightly purple, her fingers picking at the whip wrapped around her neck, "If you dare to hurt me, my third brother will not let you go."
Eleven smiled, whether he let it go or not, the result would be the same, "Anyway, I don't have a few days to live, so it would be good to kill you and bury you with me."
Wan'er's face turned pale.
An urgent cry came from behind, "Girl, please show mercy."
When Eleven turned around, she saw the prince striding towards him with an anxious look on his face, and standing behind him was the elegant figure that kept appearing in her mind even though she forced herself not to think about it.
He was lightly dressed in a white robe, and the green wolf ghost mask covered half of his face. The half of his face exposed outside the mask, although slightly pale, was not as yellow as the dead bones of Qiu Tao before his death.
Eleven didn't realize that when she saw him like this, she breathed a long sigh of relief.
Her eyes moved up and met his bottomless eyes.
He looked at her indifferently, but there was a complex look in his eyes that seemed to understand.
It seems like resentment, like hatred, like annoyance, but it is also entangled with a softness that cannot be eliminated.
She looked at him and he looked at her.
She has grown a lot taller than a few months ago, but she has lost a lot of weight. The greenness on her face has faded away, and has been replaced by a look that makes people feel distressed. When she looks back, the glaze flickers, and she seems to be ruthless and affectionate. She was even more affectionate, just like Qing Yi who had been sitting quietly beside him, playing the piano and listening to him.
As he looked at it like this, he felt a little distracted.
When Wan'er saw the two of them looking at each other from a distance, with no one else in their eyes, she was filled with jealousy. She was even more angry and hated Eleven. However, the whip around her neck made it difficult for her to breathe. If he dared to have an attack, he shouted urgently: "Third brother, help me."
When the prince saw Eleven yesterday, he was in a daze. There was such a stunningly beautiful woman in the world. In his eyes, Eleven was as beautiful as a flower in a greenhouse.
At this moment, looking at the tight little face of Eleven and the coldness in her eyes, I realized that this girl, who is as weak as one finger can be broken off, is the dead warrior of the Snake Kingdom, and the dead warrior can be seen in the blink of an eye. There is no mercy when it comes to human life. The prince was afraid that Shiyi had murderous intentions and no one could save Wan'er, so he said cautiously: "Girl, please be merciful."
Eleven came to his senses, withdrew his gaze, threw the whip on the ground, and turned around.
Wan'er ran to Marquis Pingyang and cried, "Third brother, she bullied me."
Marquis Pingyang always thought that after such a long time, his heart had calmed down, but unexpectedly when he saw her, his heart was still confused.
Seeing her leaving indifferently, I felt like a piece of empty space was left in my heart. I forced myself not to look back at her retreating back, and said softly: "I'll apologize to you on her behalf, okay?"
He knew very well the personalities of Eleven and Feng Waner. Eleven would never provoke anyone without reason, but Feng Waner was praised to the heavens and had a lawless personality.
He knew that Shi Yi was not at fault, but the women in the palace were using tricks one after another. He really didn't want Shi Yi to cause trouble in the palace as soon as he arrived in the Yan Kingdom.
Feng Waner was stunned. Not only did he not punish the bitch, he also apologized on her behalf?
She pouted dissatisfiedly, "It's obviously that bitch who bullied me. Why do you want Third Brother to apologize on her behalf?"
When Marquis Pingyang heard her mouthing the word 'bitch', he felt secretly annoyed, and his dark eyes gradually turned cold.
The prince saw Pingyang Hou's expression in his eyes and hurriedly said: "If you hadn't provoked Miss Eleven, how could she have behaved like this?" Eleven is a dead soldier, and he is not afraid of death at all. If there is no weakness in Pingyang Hou's hands, , how could she come to this house to die, or die in such a miserable way.
Feng Waner refused to admit it, "I didn't."
The prince glared and said, "What she is holding is obviously your whip. If you don't use the whip to beat her, how can your whip be in her hand?"
Feng Waner was annoyed when she saw that the prince always favored Eleven. She shook Pingyang Hou's arm and said coquettishly, "Third brother."
Marquis Pingyang brushed Feng Wan'er's hand off without leaving a trace, and said with a smile: "I'll ask her to apologize to you later, okay?" "That's what he said, but there was no sincerity in his tone. It was obvious that he had no intention of asking Ping An to apologize to her.
How could Feng Waner not hear the perfunctory tone in Marquis Pingyang's words, and stomped away in anger.
In terms of generation, Feng Waner is one generation older than the prince, but the prince and Feng Waner grew up together, and the prince is older than Feng Waner, so there is no so-called seniority between them.
Feng Wan'er came to Pingyang Mansion with the prince. The prince also felt a little embarrassed when such a commotion occurred. He sighed helplessly, "Wan'er is too ignorant."
Marquis Pingyang smiled disapprovingly, "He's just a kid."
The prince sighed, this third uncle was only a year or two older than him, but he really seemed superficial and immature in front of him.
Thinking of Eleven's beautiful face again, she sighed secretly. That girl was a little younger than Wan'er, but she was so calm. What kind of experience could make a little girl become like this.
After standing for a while, I saw that Marquis Pingyang had no intention of saying anything. Knowing that what happened today had made him unhappy, he couldn't stay any longer and said goodbye to Marquis Pingyang.
Marquis Pingyang didn't stay, he just nodded lightly.
After the prince retreated, he hesitated slightly and walked towards the courtyard where Eleven lived.
He raised his head slightly and felt a ray of cold wind blowing by. He asked the girl to go inside and get a cloak.
Eleven stood under a flower tree, quietly looking at the bright red peonies blooming in front of him. He heard slight footsteps approaching from behind and did not look back.
Marquis Pingyang stood behind her, looked at her back for a long time, stepped forward slowly, put the cloak on Shiyi's thin shoulders, and said softly: "The wind is rising."
Eleven was a little surprised, and looked back at him with her familiar dark eyes, "Aren't you here to ask me for guilt?"
Marquis Pingyang smiled slightly, "What are you guilty of?"
Eleven was startled again. He didn't mention the snake king's poison, and she didn't want to talk about it first. "I have offended your future princess."
He lowered his hand and shook her hand, "Walk with me."
Eleven's hand froze slightly. Where was he singing?
"Aren't you annoyed?" That Feng Waner is the younger sister of Emperor Yan's favorite concubine Xian.
He turned sideways and smiled, "Why should I be annoyed?"
Eleven was stunned, how could he forget that he has no heart, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill her?" Even if he has no heart, he is still a member of the royal family. The most important thing for the people of the royal family is power, and a large part of this power He relies on powerful ministers, and marriage is often a means to win over powerful ministers, so even if he doesn't love the daughter of a powerful minister, he can't express it.
"I know you know how to measure." Marquis Pingyang led Eleven while walking in the courtyard, "Besides, she is not my future princess."
Eleven wanted to 'slap' but he held her hand. After hearing what he said next, she was stunned. After a long while, she said: "Where is my mother?"
"In a safe place," he answered without thinking.
"I want to see my mother." Eleven raised her head and looked directly into his eyes. He knew why she came, and there was no need for her to go around in circles with him.
"Okay." Marquis Pingyang did not hesitate, his voice was like warm wind and cotton wool.
Eleven didn't expect him to agree so readily, and was shocked again.
After a long time, Cai Nuonuo asked, "Don't you hate me?"
"Hate, how can you not hate?" He pulled her forward and his tone was gentle, but Eleven would not doubt the meaning of his words.
He hates her.
"When you get here, if I don't let you see Mrs. Yue, you won't stay here peacefully. I'm afraid of trouble, so it's better to let you see her."
Eleven took a deep breath, she couldn't hide her thoughts from him.
After leaving the courtyard where Eleven lived, more and more people were coming and going.
Marquis Pingyang held Eleven's hand, walked out of the house without any hesitation, and then dragged her into the carriage.
This move made Eleven feel a little uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the servants, seeing them like this, wisely avoided them and didn't look at them too much.
In the car, Marquis Pingyang said very little. He just sat on the brocade mat in the car and looked at her quietly.
Eleven couldn't guess what was in his heart or what he was thinking. She felt uncomfortable seeing him, so she turned away, opened the curtains, and looked at the scenery outside the window.
The prosperity of Yanjing is completely different from that of the Snake Kingdom, but even when Eleven looks outside, she can still feel the eyes of Marquis Pingyang resting on her, and there is no place where she feels at ease in her body.
When she arrived, she couldn't bear it any longer, so she suddenly lowered the curtains, turned around, glared at Marquis Pingyang, who was still looking at her casually, and raised his eyebrows, "Did you put the poison on me?"
(Some people are afraid that this book is abusive, so I scanned the previous article. Although Eleven’s situation is not good, the plot is not abusive, and there are many small and warm places. What do you think of this book? I hope you all Please support subscription. If the subscription grows, Guozi will be updated one after another.)
