Demon girl, don't even think about my ruthlessness!

"My lord, these are the clothes that the princess specially sent the embroiderer to rush to work." The maid Xiaogui put a set of luxurious clothes on both hands, and said obsequiously.

Yan Qing said with a cold face, "I'm not your uncle, take out your clothes."

The maidservant Xiaogui panicked and said: "But the princess asks the slaves to wait for my uncle to dress, please forgive me."

Yan Qing didn't want to embarrass a servant, but her master used small means to put her under house arrest in the princess mansion, which really made her feel humiliated and angry, and her tone was not friendly, "Put down your clothes, you can go, the rest I will speak to the princess 'personally' about it."

Yan Qing's face was gloomy, and when he talked about the princess, he emphasized those words, with a gritted resentment.

The maid Xiaogui looked left and right, put the clothes aside neatly, bowed her knees and saluted, secretly glanced at Yan Qing's handsome face, and sighed in her heart.

Such a good-looking handsome scholar, why is he an inhumane man, even worse than those lame men with missing arms.

But the princess has never changed her infatuation with the uncle. Even in this state, she still misses him. At night, she heard the princess crying several times while hiding under the quilt. She thought the princess decided to let go. How did she know about the friend of the uncle? Suddenly came to the door, saying that the uncle is leaving the capital, and may not come back in the future. Now the princess can't care about the pain in her heart, and just wants to keep the uncle in the capital.

As a servant, Xiaogui, the maidservant, couldn't help but talk a lot and advised: "Young master, the servant girl puts the clothes here. It is considered a maidservant who talks too much. Since the uncle has come to the princess mansion, don't make the princess angry. The uncle and the princess quarreled before." , the princess has been sad for a long time, she doesn't think about food and drink, the princess is thinking about you, uncle."

Yan Qing snorted coldly: "Again, I'm not your son-in-law, and I don't care about being a son-in-law. If your princess really misses me, you might as well let me go!"

The maid Xiaogui wondered: "Although the princess' method is a bit anxious, isn't the princess suddenly anxious after hearing the news that you are leaving? The princess doesn't want to make it difficult for the young master. The young master's mother is a good child and easy to raise." Taking care of it, the princess also personally invited the imperial doctor to treat my son-in-law's mother. Mrs. Du worked hard in the early years, and her energy and blood were insufficient. The princess specially asked someone to cook a bowl of red dates and bird's nest porridge in the morning. Much better."

Yan Qing stood there, his expression unpredictable.

She couldn't figure out what Xuan Hanyue wanted to do, put her under house arrest in the princess mansion, feed her well and live well, and even arrange for her mother, is this a slap in the face, and another sweet date?

But this sweet date really hit the soft spot in her heart.

She lost her father before she was born, and she was raised entirely by her mother, a widow, who also provided for her to study. In order to save the lamp oil money in the middle of the night, she embroidered purses and handkerchiefs in the dark. , her eyes were covered with a layer of white mist, and her eyesight was far worse than before. How could she not feel sorry for her.

It's all because of her incompetence. Being admitted as a scholar, she didn't let her mother live a prosperous life. Instead, she made the princess honor her.

It has to be said that Yan Qing accepted the princess's kindness. If the imperial doctor can cure her mother's weak body and weak eyesight, even if she knows that the princess's real intention is her, then she is willing to bear it, but she will be a man for the rest of her life. , do not marry, do not marry a wife, do not have children.

Since the princess knows that she is incompetent, she won't force her into bed.

Yan Qing closed his eyes for a while, as if he had connected with something, he sighed lightly: "Take it here."

Surprise flashed in the eyes of the maidservant Xiaogui, and she handed over the clothes respectfully: "My lord, do you need a maidservant to help you change?"

Yan Qing was in a complicated mood. After touching the smooth and shiny silk brocade robe, she followed her mother to the shop to deliver embroidery in the early years. She had seen the silk cloth carefully placed in the best position in the shop. Dozens of taels of silver, and the silk fabric in this hand is obviously more delicate and luxurious. It is not known whether you can buy hundreds of taels of silver, which shows the heritage and grandeur of the Princess Mansion.

"No need, you go out." Yan Qing is not in the habit of being waited upon, not to mention that if her secret is discovered, ten heads would not be enough to lose.

The maid Xiaogui left in response.

The room was quiet again, the windows and doors were closed tightly, and the white jade bottle of sandalwood was burning in the dark corner, and a light fragrance mist spread in the confined space. Looking in front of the mirror.

The thick and light eyebrow peaks, the cold eyes are like the blue daisies of distant mountains, the cool breeze in the mountains, the slim and tall figure, wearing exquisite and luxurious clothes, but giving people the demeanor of ancient celebrities, and the noble and proud character reveals A touch of dignity.

With a hook of his lips, the handsome man in the mirror also evoked a meaningful sneer, and there was sarcasm in his dark eyes.

Yan Qing turned his eyes back, unwilling to see the ridiculous self in the mirror again, and murmured coldly: "Going around and making faces, it's ridiculous, sad..."