"Yun Yao wrote the poem last time, and I specially wrote it down. I talked to several friends the last time. My friends all said that the girl was very talented. Yun Yao also told people that this was written by the girl for Yun Yao, and I really envied those people."

It was just a poem that had a tacit understanding with Chen Zihan. In the past, when two people quarreled and the other party asked for peace, they would read this poem. Unfortunately, the poem is still the same poem now, but the person is not that person.

An Xiaoqing felt as uncomfortable as if she had bitter oil. At the beginning, if it weren't for Li Wenna, she and Chen Zihan would have been quite happy.

She raised her eyes lightly and looked at Chu Yunyao quietly, looking at the same eyebrows and eyes, the same handsome face, the strangeness and throbbing in her heart were not there, too, the skin was just an external appearance, and people still have to look at the inner world. If they are not the same person, they are not, no matter how similar they look, they are not him.

Thinking of this, my mood became more relaxed and calm. It was rare to smile slightly at Chu Yunyao: "You are polite, it's just a little girl's joke. You can't be on the table. The prince must not say that this poem was written by the girl in the future, and it will cause unnecessary trouble."

Chu Yunyao was surprised when he heard this: "Why is this? This poem was spread by this prince. If it were not said that it was written by the girl, wouldn't it be that this prince already owned it, and wouldn't the girl be angry?"

An Xiaoqing didn't expect Chu Yunyao to be so humorous, and smiled and said with a sneer: "If the prince is willing, the little girl will feel honored."

Chu Yunyao laughed loudly and felt relieved when he heard this. As expected, talking with a smart and unrestrained woman was much more relaxed and comfortable.

The girl in front of her, her smile as bright as the first blooming snow plum, elegant and pure, natural and pure, and the freedom and frankness between her eyebrows made Chu Yunyao a little stunned. Somewhere in her heart seemed to be hit by something. It was a little numb and a little panicked. This feeling had never been before. When An Xiaoqing looked over again, Chu Yunyao's eyes were a little wandering, as if she didn't dare to look at her.

What surprised An Xiaoqing was that the master still didn't come, but the one who came was Huang.

Huang's face was yellow and she was supported by Huang's mother when she walked. Seeing her hardships, she tried hard to smile. An Xiaoqing was still a little moved. No matter what Huang's intention was, she was constantly showing goodwill to herself recently. An Xiaoqing was not the one who cares about her. When others no longer made things difficult for her, she would no longer be enemies with her.

"I am not very happy, I am afraid that I will give it to the prince if I get sick, so I am late. I would like to ask the prince to forgive me." From a distance, Huang smiled and said to Chu Yunyao.

Chu Yunyao hurriedly got up and wrote a copy, and gave a gift to Huang. After saying a few words to suit the situation, Chu Yunyao handed over the betrothal gift list.

Huang took it and opened the red note with a smile. With his eyes down, his hand holding the note was trembling slightly, and the smile on his face became a little stiff. An Xiaoqing couldn't see her eyes, but only knew that the content in the note must be about to blind Huang's eyes.
Chapter completed!