330 The Secret History of the Little Princess' Heart
"Stop, stop, stop! Stop!!" Zhong Qingye roared, finally freeing his arm from Qi Yan's claws, panting heavily and looking at her impatiently: "What on earth do you want to do?"
If you have something you can't say to her face, and you have to pull her out for no reason, what on earth is this little princess doing?
After running so far in one breath, Qi Yan was also out of breath. Seeing that Zhong Qingye seemed a little angry, he hurriedly raised his hand and waved it vigorously without caring about his luck, and stammered: "Sister-in-law, third sister-in-law,
I don’t mean any harm, you...don’t get me wrong.【】”
"Come on, come on." Zhong Qingye frowned at her for a long time, rubbed his wrist, and said in a very impatient tone: "Tell me, why did you drag me out specially?"
"That..." Qi Yan stuttered, turned around, suddenly his eyes lit up, he pointed to the small pavilion built by the water not far away and said: "Sister-in-law, let's go over to the pavilion and talk."
After saying that, he quickly picked up Zhong Qingye and walked toward the pavilion.
Zhong Qingye rolled his eyes and followed her, walking into the pavilion half passively and half actively.
The pavilion is hexagonal in shape, and the environment is very good. It is surrounded by water on three sides, and you can have a clear view of the lake scenery. There is a set of stone seats in the middle, with light green cicada wings hanging around it. When blown by the wind, it looks as elegant as
Soft willow branches.
Zhong Qingye broke away from Qi Yan's hand, sat down on the stone bench of the pavilion, shook his slightly sore legs comfortably, and asked casually: "Can we talk now?"
Qi Yan blushed and sat down on the stone bench opposite her. Her hands were twisted into knots nervously. After hesitating for a while, she suddenly made up her mind and said, "Sister-in-law, third sister-in-law."
, do you have a brother named Zhong Haoyu?"
"Ah?" Zhong Qingye couldn't imagine that Qi Yan would suddenly ask this question even though he was thinking about it. He blinked and looked at her inexplicably.
Seeing Zhong Qingye's dull look, Qi Yan became anxious. He stretched out his arm and grabbed her arm. He looked so anxious that his face turned red: "Sister-in-law third, isn't that right?"
Zhong Qingye came back to his senses, still confused. "How did you know?"
"Um..." Qi Yan lowered his head again, his originally fair face was covered with rosy color, his neck and ears were all red, and his voice was as small as a mosquito: "I... have seen him...
…”
"Oh." Zhong Qingye spit out a modal particle, "Then what?"
She still didn't understand what Qi Yan wanted to do by dragging her here.
"I want to ask..." Qi Yan changed her previous lively tomboy appearance and twisted her body in embarrassment. Her voice became softer and softer. Otherwise, Zhong Qingye's ears would be so good that he would probably not be able to hear what she was saying.
"I want to ask...your brother if he...likes...like..."
This short sentence was cut into several pieces by her hesitation. Zhong Qingye's ears almost stood up. He still couldn't hear the whole sentence, but these small words were clear enough. Zhong Qingye suddenly realized:
"You want to ask me if my brother has a girl he likes?"
Qi Yan's face turned red with embarrassment, his head almost dropped to his chest, and he nodded almost invisible, his appearance was almost the same as that of an ostrich.
The corner of Zhong Qingye's mouth twitched, "What do you mean when you ask this..." The words were cut off in mid-sentence, and her eyes suddenly widened. She looked at the extremely shy Qi Yan in front of her in disbelief, and her mouth opened uncontrollably. "You...
...You must like him, right?"
Qi Yan raised her head slightly, gave her an angry look, and twisted her body, "Sister-in-law third...you are annoying!"
Zhong Qingye was fascinated by her, this expression, this voice, this appearance...
Even saying I hate it is the same as singing... What is this if I don’t like it??!
It's impossible... What's the situation? When did that boy Zhong Haoyu fall in love with Qi Yan?
"Wait a minute!" Zhong Qingye made a braking gesture, abruptly interrupting his messy thoughts, frowned at Qi Yan, and said seriously: "Are you sure that person is Zhong Haoyu?
My brother?"
Although he didn't know why Zhong Qingye asked, but on the premise of asking her for help, Qi Yan nodded honestly, "Of course I'm sure, how could I even get this situation wrong? He told me personally
mine."
"When did you... meet? How come I didn't know?"
Zhong Qingye originally wanted to say, "When did you two get together?", but then he thought about it, how could she use such "dirty words" to talk to a little girl who was only fifteen years old? This was forced
Turned back.
Qi Yan smiled coquettishly, her rosy face filled with youthful vitality, and once again reminded Zhong Qingye that this girl is only fifteen years old! She looked up at the sky with sweat. If she remembered correctly, this should be the case in modern times.
Still a newborn...
Puppy love?!
At this time, Qi Yan spoke: "I have only met him once."
Zhong Qingye knocked his head on the stone table, feeling so painful that his mouth was full of pain.
Not just puppy love, but love at first sight!!
"But, I really like him!" Seeing Zhong Qingye's reaction, Qi Yan hurriedly said, fearing that she would suspect her intentions were impure.
Zhong Qingye looked at her anxious and slightly sweaty little face, and suddenly wanted to ask, child, how old are you? Do you know what liking is?
Unfortunately, she could only think about this problem in her mind, because as far as she knew, in Northern Qi, a fifteen-year-old girl is an adult and can get married. Unfortunately, Qi Yan happened to be fifteen.
"Do you still remember that last time, I suffered a heavy loss at your hands and was driven back to the palace by my third brother. I felt very unconvinced. So I have been thinking about when I will seek revenge from you."
Actually, you really can't beat me... Zhong Qingye complained silently in his heart.
Qi Yan was completely caught up in the memories of her affair with Zhong Haoyu, and her rather immature face was filled with a sweet smile: "Finally, I seized an opportunity and sneaked out of the palace, and immediately went to Prince Rui's Mansion to find you,
But for some reason, the red horse I was riding suddenly lost control and kept running with me. I was frightened..."
Zhong Qingye interjected coolly: "Could it be that my brother appeared later and rescued you from your horse, and then you thought that my brother was handsome, good, and heroic, so you fell in love with him?"
"Yes, yes!" With such an old-fashioned plot of a hero saving a beauty, Qi Yan actually looked happy and intoxicated.
"You don't know, he jumped off the horse with me in his arms, held me tightly in his arms, and rolled on the ground all the way. He didn't even care about his own injuries. He kept asking me if I was injured. I have never seen such