"Really?" Shen Yinxiao replied with a smile.
"Are you full?" Shen Yinxiao was about to get up, "If you are full, let's go."
The two of them got up, left the seats, and walked down the stairs along the corridor on the second floor. Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps behind them, and the soft cloth soles rubbed against the lacquered wood floor, making a "knock-keep" sound. sound.
"My lady, stay here."
Shen Yinxiao turned around and saw the maid who had just handed out the bounty.
The maid from a high-ranking family was more gorgeous and dignified in her clothes than the girl from a small family, and even worse than Xu Qiuhe's wet nurse. Lan Ti glanced at Shen Yinxiao and then at the maid. .
The maid didn't even look at Lan Ti, she just looked at Shen Yinxiao, bowed and said, "My lady, please move here."
Lanti frowned: "If your girl wants to say something, ask her to come over and tell us what she wants us to do."
The maid's expression remained unchanged, with a distant and arrogant smile still on her face, but her voice was a bit colder: "Don't speak too hastily, my lady. My girl comes from a famous family, and showing up in public is something that lower-class people do, so we can only suffer and settle down first." A lady."
Lanti has been here for these days. Even when he is selling bean curd in the store, the customers are always polite. It is rare for him to be bossy like this. What's more, he is bossed around by a servant of a wealthy family.
She pulled Shen Yinxiao, who was silent, to leave, but Shen Yinxiao followed her and turned around to leave.
The maid behind her turned pale, "You..."
Sure enough, it is the most remote and bitter cold place in Dayin, and the people are so rude!
Thinking about the Wang family, in Chang'an, even the slaves of the Wang family and the low-ranking officials and officials below the fifth rank must be respectful when they see her. Two stinky girls who don't know the heights of heaven and earth dare to be so disrespectful to her.
To be disrespectful to her is to be disrespectful to the master behind her. Thinking of this, the maid's face turned livid.
Shen Yinxiao walked a few steps, suddenly stopped and pulled Lan Ti.
Wang Yuanjun is a distinguished guest that the Wei family must treat with care. Lan Ti's identity is unknown, and there are many people in the family, so it is best not to cause trouble.
She endured the calm for a while and took a step back to open up the sea and the sky. People said that it was easier to enjoy the shade by leaning against a big tree. Wei Cheng was willing to take care of her, but once his interests were violated, whether Wei Cheng was a big tree or a wind and rain was another matter.
"I'll be right back. You go buy meat and vegetables first and go home."
Lanti frowned: "They are outnumbered, I will accompany you."
"No, you go back first."
"no......"
The maid impatiently said: "Are you done? My girl won't do anything to you, dragging and pulling, embarrassing you."
Shen Yinxiao felt that sometimes she had to endure it, and sometimes there was no need to endure it. She glanced coldly at the maid whose face was full of impatience.
"My willingness to go see your girl is already a reward for you. Your Majesty is just a servant. Your master may not think highly of you just because I left early, so why are you so impatient."
The maid was speechless, her expression was stagnant, and her face turned white and red.
Shen Yinxiao and Lan Ti followed the maid and walked over.
There was a maid standing at the door of the elegant room. When she saw them coming, she opened the gauze curtain and asked Shen Yinxiao to go in. After Shen Yinxiao entered, she discovered that there was a gauze curtain inside, separating Shen Yinxiao and the elegant room. Among the guests, Wang Yuanjun and Wei Cheng sat at the same table, and Xu Qiuhe sat under Wang Yuanjun.
The gauze curtain was hazy, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.
Xu Qiuhe was raised by a nanny. The nanny died tragically. When the bloody body was returned to Xu's family, she became seriously ill.
Now, she was recovering from her illness, and when she saw Shen Yinxiao again, hatred flashed in her eyes, and she wanted to have someone press her to the ground immediately, pull out her nails, break her bones, and send her to see Zhou Yu.
Her mother once advised her to forget it. After all, it was Shaojun who committed the murder.
But she couldn't kill Wei Cheng, or even hate him.
Her father also wanted to assist Wei Cheng, and her cousins were also working under Wei Cheng, so she could only transfer her deep-seated hatred to Shen Yinxiao.
Her parents both said not to pursue the matter further, but she couldn't do it. Every time she thought of Zhou Yu who saw her wronged and ran to vent her anger, but was killed with a sword, she felt like a knife was twisting her heart.
"What a coincidence today, Mrs. Shen is here to have tea and listen to music." Wang Yuanjun smiled, and her body behind the gauze curtain moved slightly, getting closer to the tall man beside her, "If I had seen it earlier, I would have asked Zhong Yang helped Madam Shen buy it."
The maid came in gracefully, holding up the gauze curtain with her bare hands.
Only then did Shen Yinxiao see the look on Wei Cheng's face clearly.
He raised his eyes, glanced at Shen Yinxiao with a slightly cool expression, lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea, and said nothing.
Shen Yinxiao lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, "I had no intention of disturbing the girl and husband."
"To be honest, today is my birthday. In the past, my family would organize birthday banquets for me and invite some friends of the same age to get together. Now that I have come to Youzhou for a short stay, I don't have many friends here. Zhong Yang is afraid I wasn’t used to it, so he took me out to play, saying that the tea and snacks here are better than those elsewhere.”
Shen Yinxiao pursed his lips, not knowing what to say, so he had to say congratulations.
Xu Qiuhe suddenly laughed: "Sister, listen, the actor on the stage won the award, but his singing was not as good as before. It can be seen that treating these people is like raising a dog. You can't be too good. If you are too good, they will It’s disrespectful and disrespectful.”
Wang Yuanjun raised her eyebrows: "Really? I was just talking to Mrs. Shen and didn't listen carefully."
Xu Qiuhe said: "I heard that Madam Shen used to be a singer in a brothel, and her singing skills are even better than those on this stage. It just happens to be Sister Wang's birthday today. Madam Xu, why don't you sing a song for us to entertain everyone?" I don’t know if we have the dignity to listen to Lady Shen’s music.”
Wang Yuanjun hesitated and turned to ask Wei Cheng: "If Zhong Yang feels it's inappropriate, just let it go. This song is not compulsory to listen to."
Randy couldn't listen anymore, "Should it be sung by you or someone else? Have you asked others what they meant? What did you ask them for?"
Shen Yinxiao grabbed her and stopped her from talking any more.
Shen Yinxiao looked at Wei Cheng who was silent.
Wei Cheng poured a glass of pear blossom white. The wine glass slowly rotated on his sharp-jointed fingertips, and the clear wine rippled in the glass cup.
Ever since Shen Yinxiao came in, there was a trace of amusement on the corner of his mouth.
The eyes looking at Shen Yinxiao also had a hint of coldness, like the heavy snow that had been falling for several days had soaked into the texture.
"This lady is right, why are you asking me?" Wei Cheng snorted with a smile, but there was no smile at all in his beautiful phoenix eyes, and he looked coldly at the pale girl in front of him.
Today, Shen Yinxiao wore a red hibiscus-embroidered jacket with a rabbit fur collar, and a black embroidered butterfly skirt underneath. The same color belt was tied into a big bow around her waist, outlining her waist. limb.
She moved slightly, her temples were lowered and her silver butterfly steps were trembling, looking pitiful.
Standing there slim and graceful, her figure looks even more slender, like a hibiscus.
It's just that she doesn't look good, otherwise she would be perfect.
He likes to listen to Shen Yinxiao singing to him, especially in bed, taking off his clothes and nestling in his arms, singing northern ditties to her. That posture, that voice, and those seductive eyes, he is fascinated every time he sees it. It's hard to control yourself.
But, not today.
He clearly knew that Xu Qiuhe was deliberately making things difficult, but he couldn't say anything to scold him.
A feeling of depression settled in my chest.
The more he looked, the more upset he felt. He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. When the cold wine slid down his throat, Shen Yinxiao's voice floated up, shattering his last bit of patience.
"What does the Queen want to hear?"
