The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

It snowed heavily for three days in a row.

Qi Yu sat in front of the window, eyes lowered, embroidering his purse carefully.

He didn't even notice when Pan Shu came.

After a long time, until the candle lamp on the window sill was soaked by the drifting snow and extinguished, Qi Yu turned around as if he noticed it.

He put down the embroidery work in his hands in surprise, "Your Highness is here?"

Pan Shu said "Yes", she took out a letter from her wide sleeves, and said with a smile, "In two days there will be a snow viewing banquet in the capital. You usually go there, but this year my Mr. Qi You can’t be absent, right?”

Qi Yu was startled.

He raised his eyes and looked at Pan Shu.

The girl's slightly drooped phoenix eyes were flickering with tiny pieces of light, and the jade-like snowflakes all over the sky were reflected in her dark eyes, which actually gave her a hint of tenderness.

Qi Yu slowly shook his head, "I am no longer the young master Qi I used to be."

The Snow Appreciation Banquet, which sounds like a romantic and elegant event, is usually held every year.Qi Yu loved to go there in the past. After all, he was very popular. Qi Yu was ambitious and vain.

Pan Shu didn't want to do anything with this snow viewing feast.

But after this invitation was delivered to her, she thought of giving it to Qi Yu.

She simply didn't like to join in the fun.

"With me here, who dares to say that you are not?" The girl still smiled and thrust the invitation into his hand, "You used to be Mr. Qi who was praised by everyone in the capital, and you are the same now."

Heart skipped a beat.

Qi Yu pursed his lips.

He lowered his head in panic. At that moment, he didn't dare to meet her sincere eyes.

It's just use.

Just take advantage.

……

When Pan Shu came with Qi Yu, the originally noisy chatter disappeared instantly.

The girl wore a moon-white silk skirt and a goose-yellow fox fur cloak. Her long and slender neck was like a white swan, noble and elegant.White-toothed blue moths have white skin and are beautiful. Even without makeup, they are stunningly beautiful.

The man in white next to her was tall and tall, with a smile on his face and looked like a gentleman.

A good match.

This is the first thought that comes to everyone's mind.

Even standing together makes people feel like they are a match made in heaven. There is no one more suitable than them.

Only the young man who was leaning against the rockery, lazily greeting his friends next to him, his face became extremely cold little by little, as if the broken snow that had gradually stopped had become urgent and powerful again.

Jiang Zhan narrowed his eyes and raised his chin proudly, "Who is that?"

My friend was a little confused and said, "The Seventh Princess."

Jiang Zhan denied irritably, "No, the man next to her."

"Oh, him," my friend said in a more contemptuous tone, "Qi Yu, the son of Qi Guowei, the son of a guilty minister."

The young man slowly shook the silver bracelet on his wrist, with a smile on his face, "So it's him..."

Over there, Qi Yue dealt with the problems of making things difficult or running away in a gentle and polite manner.

He turned his head slightly and saw that the girl was always standing beside him.

Stay with him quietly——

Support him silently.

He couldn't tell what emotion he was feeling, but Qi Yu felt at that moment that it was fine just like this.

"Young Master Qi's Zhilan Yushu is so unattainable. I didn't expect that in the end it would fall into the hands of the Seventh Princess. I really feel wronged by Young Master Qi."

The man covered his lips and laughed.

Pan Shu didn't feel anything after hearing this.

On the contrary, Qi Yu, who was smiling all the time, had a cold expression on his face, "Then you'd better stay away from His Highness. It won't be good if your body odor smells to my Highness."

The smile on the man's lips froze in embarrassment.

He stared at Qi Yu angrily and was about to get angry when Pan Shu said, "I think you don't want to live anymore. Come here and drag him out. I don't want to see him in the capital again."

In a word.

Determining the future of a rising clan.

The man laughed at first.

But it wasn't until he saw the token in Pan Shu's hand that he begged for mercy with a pale face.

That is the token representing the Queen's identity.

No one dares to disobey.

Pan Shu slowly raised her foot and ran over the man's fingers, "It's useless to beg me, but it's useful to beg him."

She pointed at Qi Yu.

The man began to kowtow to Qi Yu again, making a loud sound.

Qi Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the embarrassed man kneeling on the ground. Is this the power of power?

Really easy to use.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the interesting profile of the girl, and said word by word, "Your Highness, I don't want to forgive him."

"Then I won't forgive you. No one dares to embarrass you," Pan Shu said nonchalantly, "He's just a pug. Someone, drag him down."

There was dead silence all around.

Pan Shu raised her eyes, raised her lips and smiled softly, "Qi Yu doesn't have anyone to support him, so don't bully him."

People around him nodded in agreement.

Qi Yu looked at the girl quietly, his thin lips slowly pursed, and his fingertips curled up.

Even his heart collapsed.

He took a deep breath.

A fake, gentle and polite smile appeared on his face again.

Qi Yu was once again enthusiastically surrounded by a group of people.

Pan Shu raised her eyebrows, stood up and walked to the pavilion to hide from the snow. She quietly held her chin and looked at the color of the snow outside the pavilion.

Suddenly there was a glass of wine in front of him.

Look up.

It is the humble and beautiful face of a young man.

"Your Highness, this is fruit wine. It's not intoxicating. You can drink it."

"Who are you?" Pan Shu raised the wine glass and slowly swung it twice. The lavender liquid dyed the porcelain white wall of the glass beautifully.

The young man sat down next to her, resting his chin on his elbow and looking straight into Ban Shu's eyes, "Jiang Zhan, my name is Jiang Zhan, your highness can call me Ziqian."

Pan Shu paused with her fingertips.

The lazy look in her eyes faded slightly, she looked at the young man for a while, then smiled warmly, "Ziqian."

There is a grain of cinnabar between the young man's eyebrows, which is particularly eye-catching on his fair face, giving him a bit of Buddha-like compassion for no reason.

"Which family are you from? Why haven't I seen you on weekdays?"

The young man sighed, "Ziqian has been cultivating in the temple since he was a child. He just returned to the capital a few days ago. It's not surprising that His Highness was angry when he saw me."

While talking, Zhong Yingying panted heavily and came over to put her hand on Ban Shu's shoulder.

Pan Shu moved her hand away in disgust, "How much wine have you drunk?"

Jiang Zhan looked at her quietly.

I just felt that his little highness was surprisingly beautiful even with his frown.

"Sister Zhong." The young man stood up and called Zhong Yingying obediently.

Zhong Yingying staggered on her feet.

Depend on.

Pretending to be quite human.

Pan Shu raised her eyebrows, "Do you know each other?"

Jiang Zhan snatched Zhong Yingying's words and said softly, "She is my cousin."

Pan Shu nodded casually and stopped asking. She took a slow sip of the fruit wine. It was grape-flavored and slightly sour, but it had a sweet aftertaste and gradually became sweeter.

She drank a few drinks unconsciously, and her face was already a little red.

Jiang Zhan looked at her without any trace, but did not say anything to stop her.Zhong Yingying looked at him with fearful eyes, her rolling eyes clearly saying——

Why are you so damn dirty that you want to take advantage of others' danger? ?

Zhong Yingying is full of complex feelings.

Although it is true that Jiang Zhan is her cousin, Pan Shu is also her good sister who passed away!

The sound of a sister is as big as the sky, and sisters will always be side by side!

Jiang Zhan ignored Zhong Yingying's gaze as if looking at an animal. He lowered his head and said in a low and beguiling voice, "Your Highness, do you still want to drink?"