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Chapter 13

Leng Qiuye, who was chatting with the ladies, suddenly turned his attention to Anyayu and Yu Linfeng. He looked at them standing there for a long time, and Anyayu's expression seemed a bit strange, so he hurriedly said goodbye to the ladies and headed towards Anyayu.

Got it

"Qiuye met the fifth prince. The fifth prince was so interested that he admired the beauties while admiring flowers, which made Qiuye envious."

Anyayu looked at Leng Qiuye, who was walking towards her. She was still wearing a purple dress today, with a golden walking stick on her head. The delicate cascades hung straight to her forehead. She followed Leng Qiuye's steps and moved slightly.

Shaking, the golden light was extremely dazzling under the direct sunlight.

Anyayu really envies Leng Qiuye. She feels that Leng Qiuye is different from other noble ladies. Leng Qiuye has a special temperament that is unpredictable. Even if she always puts on a smiling face, she can still feel it.

To her indifference that refuses people thousands of miles away.

It is difficult for Anyayu to connect the Leng Qiuye she knows with the Leng Qiuye who was behind the rockery at the palace banquet that day. Although they have the same face, she thinks it is impossible for Leng Qiuye to be so close to others.

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Thinking of this reminded Anyayu of her bullshit engagement with that owl king, and she suddenly felt that she had no face to face Leng Qiuye again.

"Miss Qiuye, what are you talking about? This stunning face of the young lady is about to make this prince jealous to death."

After Yu Linfeng finished speaking, she used the peony flower in her hand to pick Leng Qiuye's chin. She couldn't help but admire Leng Qiuye when the peony flower was stretched out, but she inadvertently turned away her face, causing the charming peony flower to fall away.

"Qiuye, no matter what, I can't compare to His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince, so he can make our most talented girl in Baili Kingdom fall in love with her. What an honor it is!"

Leng Qiuye's faint smile looked like a light cloud at Zheng Ping'er, who was already burning with jealousy.

After hearing what Leng Qiuye said, Anyayu realized why this nympho girl was actually Zheng Ping'er, the most talented girl in Baili Kingdom.

Anyayu felt very sorry. She really didn't expect that the most talented woman in Baili Kingdom had been ruined by Yu Linfeng. Now Zheng Ping'er doesn't have the temperament of a talented woman at all. She is just a nymphomaniac and jealous woman.

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"Miss An San, who is this next to you? Why have you never seen her before?" Leng Qiuye said, looking at An Yating behind Anya Yu from top to bottom across Yu Linfeng and Zheng Ping'er.

"Miss Qiuye, this is my second sister Anyating." Anyayu replied.

"Second sister? Oh, I understand." A look of sudden realization appeared on Leng Qiuye's face.

She smiled and nodded towards Anyating, but the depths of her smile were filled with disdain and ridicule.

Anyayu didn't see this clearly, but Anya Ting could see it clearly. She hated that kind of gaze extremely. If she could, she would rather be born into an ordinary family than to be a concubine in the Hou family. This is embarrassing.

An identity that cannot be held up high.

"It's so funny. What's the second sister? Isn't she just the concubine born by a concubine? Miss An San is too embarrassed to bring her out without fear of losing the face of Anhou Mansion."

Zheng Ping'er was very unhappy because Anya Yu had disturbed her good things. It was like a fish bone stuck in her throat. Now she would definitely dig it up if she got the chance.

An Yating's eyes were as vicious as that of a jackal, her hands were clenched into fists, and her nails dug deeply into her flesh. One day, she would climb to the highest position, and make those who had looked down on her bow their heads.

at her feet.

Anyating looked at Anyayu with vicious eyes. She didn't expect that Anyayu was pretending to be nice to her while at the same time setting up on the big tree of Leng Qiuye. She was really thoughtful.

In fact, it was not that Leng Qiuye looked down on the concubine, but that Leng Qiuye saw An Yating's eyes full of malice and resentment. No matter how well An Yating hid her eyes, she could not escape Leng Qiuye's eyes.

That kind of effort to pretend to be humble and well-behaved, Leng Qiuye knew very well what was going on. It was unwilling to be jealous and had a kind of hatred that destroyed everything.

It's definitely not a good thing for this woman to be around Anyayu, but unfortunately Anyayu doesn't realize it. It seems that he needs to find an opportunity to remind her. After all, Anyayu is the person who once saved his life.

She, Leng Qiuye, is such a person. If others are kind to her, she will definitely remember it. Of course, she will definitely avenge them.

Because An Yating didn't want to see Yu Linfeng's face, she changed her gaze to Leng Huaping, who was chatting happily with someone in the flower pavilion.

Leng Huaping wore a bright red tube top embroidered with peonies, and a gauze dress trimmed with money. She looked like a peony fairy walking out of the peonies. She was indeed the number one in Baili Country.

beauty.

Anyayu stared blankly at the scene where the beauty was chatting and laughing. The cold painting screen was really beautiful, so beautiful that it could make the peonies in the garden lose their color.

But even so, Anyayu still felt that Leng Huaping was just a vase for decoration, and Leng Qiuye was the woman who had eclipsed the whole world.

Leng Huaping is the beautiful and rich peony flower, while Leng Qiuye is the proud and cold plum blossom, always standing on the top of the snow mountain and looking down upon everything.

Leng Huaping unexpectedly turned around and saw Anyayu. He suddenly turned around and left the flower pavilion and walked towards Anyayu.

Anya was shocked. Could it be that Leng Huaping sensed her inner thoughts?


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