Sure enough, after she said these disrespectful words to others, Murong Jin did not care about it, but smiled and said, "It's my fault. I have known that Miss Nine, you are smart, I really don't have a memory. Now I've shot myself in the foot!"

But Yun Qinghuan's smile seemed a bit strange, different from the smile he usually hangs on the corner of his mouth, and it was clearly a bit tender.

Yun Qinghuan shook her head gently, thinking that I wasn't drunk, right? Thinking of this, she calmed down and looked at him again, but saw that the man was as usual, nothing unusual, let alone any tenderness.

It was indeed dazzled! After reaching this conclusion, Yun Qinghuan began to work hard to cook rice. Not to mention, it was not just Qinglianzui, but every dish on the table in King Jin's mansion tasted excellent, and it was a good taste that he had never eaten in a seven-star hotel in the past.

But Murong Jin saw that she was greasy and had no image at all, but she didn't care at all. Instead, she cared about it and helped her serve tea and water.

Yao Yuchun, who was beside her, didn't say anything, just watched quietly, her hands tightly clenched in places where she couldn't see, and her nails were deeply trapped in the flesh of her palms. She didn't feel pain because her heart hurt even more.

She never concealed her thoughts about Murong Jin, at least in front of Murong Jin, she knew she could not conceal her either. But over the years, no matter what she did, this man was always lukewarm to her, but he never treated any woman particularly differently. There were many of these official ladies in the capital who couldn't even meet him. Therefore, even if this man never responded to her feelings, she was not depressed because she felt that she was at least the one who was most likely to win his heart among all the women around him.

But since yesterday, this man has changed differently. When he was in the Zuixian Tower, he would have asked Xue Ning to be a witness for the first time at Yun Qinghuan's request. With Murong Mingxuan present, he was clearly helping Yun Qinghuan to rescue him.

Then Xue Ning sent an invitation to invite Yun Qinghuan to have a meal in the mansion. What an honor is this? The whole capital has such a great face that he can count it with one hand.

Women are always very sensitive. Yao Yuchun has been uneasy since Murong Jin took the initiative to help Yun Qinghuan last night. Today, she became even more restless when she learned that Murong Jin invited Yun Qinghuan to the King of Jin's mansion. As soon as her cousin's relatives in the countryside sent some local specialties over, she found such an excuse to come over.

She originally thought about coming here wholeheartedly to witness with her own eyes that Murong Jin invited Yun Qinghuan to discuss something, not as she imagined. But now the facts in front of her made her regret. She thought maybe she shouldn't have come, so she wouldn't have to see with her own eyes that this man is so gentle and considerate to other women.

Yes, she was gentle and considerate. She believed that she had never read it wrong, and she had never seen this man feel so considerate to any woman. Not only that, he was a noble prince, a person who coexisted with the Shengxuan Dynasty and the emperor. Who in the world dared to joke with him? But this woman dared not, not only that, he didn't care about it, but also followed her. He even deliberately made things happen.

Yao Yuchun felt chill all over and his hands were trembling uncontrollably, but his face still had a gentle smile: "Miss Nine looks soft and weak, but she doesn't want to drink wine but is so heroic. She really can't behave like a person." She can't admit defeat, nor will she admit defeat!

Yun Qinghuan looked up at her, and she still felt a little sympathetic to the woman. Although she knew she tried hard to hide the pain in her heart, her pale face still revealed her thoughts. But this was a matter of others and had nothing to do with her, so she could only pretend to turn a blind eye. She just smiled and said, "I am not a gentleman, I feel that I am soft and weak, because you pure girl, you don't understand me."

The smile stagnated slightly on his face for a moment, and then Yao Yuchun stood up and said a blessing to Murong Jin, "It's really a shame to have no silk and bamboo accompanying each other. If the prince doesn't mind, Chun'er wants to play a song to cheer the prince and Miss Ninth." After that, she didn't wait for Murong Jin to answer the conversation, so she walked over and tuned the strings.
Chapter completed!