Chapter 20 I'm Probably in Love (Being the Leader 2/5)
I don’t know how well the poems of the poet Li Bai can be rated in this era.
Zhao Jia held the kite string and looked at the palace where the Yin Yang family was located. He muttered in his heart, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Dong dong dong~"
A rather rhythmic knock on the door sounded.
Zhao Jia did not let Zhao Jia wait for too long. Not long after he knocked on the door, there was a sound of opening the door. As the door was slowly opened, a girl wearing a plain white dress appeared in front of Zhao Jia. She
He folded his hands on his lower abdomen and looked at Zhao Jia calmly, as if asking Zhao Jia what happened.
As expected of the Yin Yang family, a maid usually has such a temperament, but if she puts on black stockings, high heels, and a hip-covering skirt...
After Zhao Jia calmly looked at the girl in front of him, a gentle smile appeared on his deceptively handsome face, and he said softly: "I am Zhao Jia from the Kingdom of Zhao. I live in the palace over there during this period.
I got excited during my free time today and flew a kite for a while. I never thought that the string broke and the kite fell in this courtyard. Could you please help me pick it up, girl?"
The girl seemed to have no interest in Zhao Jia's face, and her expression remained calm. She glanced at the thread in Zhao Jia's hand and nodded slightly: "Wait a moment."
After the words fell, the girl closed the door again, with no intention of welcoming Zhao Jia in.
Can my face hit a wall?
The girl's reaction made Zhao Jia feel a little unconfident. He thought he was very good-looking, and his facial features were extremely handsome. However, it was obvious that his perfect appearance had no effect on the people of the Yin-Yang family. Perhaps he was among the masters.
I am used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, and I am immune to them all.
In a certain Qiang's words, people in the Yin Yang family are all face-blind and don't know the difference between handsome guys and ugly guys.
Otherwise, in the original work, how could Concubine Dongjun Yan fall in love with Yan Dan?
Just when Zhao Jia was standing at the door thinking wildly.
The maid of the Yin Yang family had already entered the main hall, bowed respectfully to Dong Jun and the Moon God, and then informed them of what happened outside the hall.
"Zhao Jia of Zhao Kingdom? Could it be the deposed prince of Zhao Kingdom who entered Qin as a hostage?"
Moon Goddess knelt down beside the table. After listening to the maid's words, her eyes covered by gauze looked at Concubine Yan opposite who was studying the kite, and asked.
"It should be this person."
Concubine Yan nodded and said softly: "In recent times, the turmoil in Qin State seems to have been caused by him. I never thought that he could write such beautiful poems. I just don't know what is described in this poem.
Who is the person?"
As she spoke, there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
Beautiful women always compare themselves with each other, not to mention how could a strange woman like Concubine Yan not have a sense of victory in her heart. She wanted to know what kind of woman in the world could be worthy of such a poem.
If this poem spreads, the woman may also become famous throughout history.
"Since senior sister is curious, you might as well invite him in and meet him."
Moon God suggested.
In fact, Concubine Yan was not the only one who was curious, she was also curious.
"Then let's meet."
Concubine Yan nodded, glanced at the maid beside her with her beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Invite that young master in."
"promise!"
The maid heard the words and responded, then took small steps towards the outside of the palace.
…
Zhao Jia did not wait for a long time, and the maid welcomed him in. At this moment, he knew that Li Bai's poem was likely to have an effect. If not, given the temperament of the women of the Yin and Yang family, they would definitely not
Maybe he should take care of himself, unless the other person wants to do something to him.
Such as calculating, using, killing...
Thinking of this, Zhao Jia couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. It wasn't until he entered the central hall that the uneasiness disappeared with the two beautiful figures, because his heartbeat slowed down a few beats.
Mom, I'm probably in love. My eyes are always on them, and it's hard to choose for a while. I think maybe this is love.
But why can I fall in love with two people at the same time?!
Mom what should I do?
Zhao Jia felt sad for a moment, but this sadness soon disappeared because he was no longer in the modern era and did not need to worry about legal issues. In this era, it is necessary and responsible for a prince of a country to marry more wives and have more children.
Children, pass on your own blood.
While this guy was thinking wildly, two women also came up from the palace.
Hospitality is on full display.
No matter what the disciples of the Yin Yang family do secretly, on the surface, the disciples of the Yin Yang family are impeccable in terms of etiquette, and their manners are so elegant that you can't fault them.
"The master of the Yin Yang family has met the young master."
Concubine Yan bowed to Zhao Jia and slowly raised her head. She had phoenix eyebrows and bright eyes, a beautiful appearance, and a dignified and luxurious manner. She neither made people feel cold nor close, and she had an excellent sense of distance.
"The Moon God of the Yin Yang family has met the young master."
The Moon God also bowed, but compared to Concubine Yan's beauty and beauty, she looked much dimmer.
Both her temperament and makeup were dominated by Concubine Yan, just like the sun and the moon in the sky. If the two appeared at the same time, the moon would inevitably look dim.
At this moment, Zhao Jia's eyes were attracted by Concubine Yan, and he did not glance at the Moon God again. He even looked a little absent-minded and rude, as if he was attracted by Concubine Yan's beauty and could no longer tolerate her.
As we all know, if two equally beautiful women appear, you only need to chase one, and the other will inevitably get involved because of your ignorance. When the two women have a plastic sisterhood, the probability of success will be infinitely close to 100%.
So here comes the question, how is the relationship between Concubine Yan and Moon God?
"Zhao Jia has met you two, please forgive me for any rudeness."
Zhao Jia cupped his hands and returned the greeting to the two of them, keeping his eyes secretly on Concubine Yan throughout the whole process, completely ignoring the Moon God beside him.
Moon Goddess's rosy mouth pursed, and her voice was cold and emotionless: "Since the young master knows that he is being abrupt, why are you so rude and keep staring at my senior sister?"
Concubine Yan frowned, she also noticed this.
"I don't know why, when I see His Excellency Dongjun, I feel a sense of familiarity in my heart that I have known you for many years."
Zhao Jia was very thick-skinned and did not move his eyes at all. He stared at Concubine Yan and spoke openly.
"Familiarity?"
When Concubine Yan heard this, she felt doubtful and said in confusion: "This must be the first time that Young Master and I have met. We have never seen each other before."
"Although I have never met him, I have known him for a long time."
Zhao Jia looked at the kite held in Concubine Yan's hand, showed a faint smile, and said very seriously: "I wonder if Your Excellency Dongjun has seen the poem above. It may have appeared just for today. There are some things.
Maybe it’s really destiny and I’m so lucky to actually meet you.”
He stared at Concubine Yan with burning eyes, and he was so shameless that he stopped talking.
ah?
Is this poem about me?
Although Concubine Yan is a strange girl from the Yin Yang family, she is only eighteen years old this year. She may kill people and set fires without blinking an eye, but she has never seen the battle in front of her. Her body is slightly numb, and she has never seen it before.
The emotions she had experienced before emerged in her heart, making her feel confused.
The Moon God on the side was also confused, and the hands folded on his lower abdomen could not help but clasp.