However, when he first heard Liu Yiyi from Xi''er''s mouth, Yan Jingsong was so angry that he threw his tea cup on the ground on the spot. Suddenly, the tea was flowing all over the place, and the air was filled with the smell of scented tea.


    Yan Jingsong''s expression was forbearing, slowly closed his eyes, and said to Xi''er in a low voice: "what did you just say, tell me again..."


    "Princess..." Xi''er''s shoulders kept stirring. Although Yan Jingsong was arrogant and had a bad temper, she was always good for Xi''er and didn''t get angry easily. So when she suddenly saw Yan Jingsong''s anger, she was afraid.


    Yan Jingsong''s cold voice sounded again: "if I ask you again, are you deaf?"


    Xier''s body trembled even more severely, so she had to shiver and reply: "back Report back to the princess Xier Xi''er said that young master Leng He wants to marry Liu Yiyi... "


    Yan Jingsong''s eyes narrowed, looked at Xi''er carefully, and said coldly, "Liu Yiyi? Oh, where is Liu Yiyi sacred? Brother Leng wants to marry her? "


    Xi''er knew that Yan Jingsong was very angry at this time, but she couldn''t understand the meaning of her words at this time, so she had to sincerely reply: "return to the princess, this Liu Yiyi is the first flower leader of the imperial capital and is famous for her beauty and dancing steps. "


    Hearing Xi''er say this, a trace of imperceptible anger appeared in Yan Jingsong''s eyes, but it dissipated without a trace. Looking up slightly, Yan Jingsong glanced at Xi''er: "Xi''er, make me a cup of flower tea again."


    Yan Jingsong''s change was too fast. At the last moment, he was still storming the cup, but now he had to make another cup of tea by himself. Xi''er did not fully react, but she saw Yan Jingsong looking at himself, his eyes full of impatience.


    So Xi''er could not help shivering for a while and ran away to make another cup of tea for Yan Jingsong.


    When he handed the tea to Yan Jingsong, Xi''er''s hand was still slightly trembling. Yan Jingsong took the tea from Xi''er, glanced at Xi''er and said, "OK, don''t tremble. I was a little angry before, so I was a little fierce to you, but you and I grew up together. I''m fierce to you, but I won''t do anything to you. What are you so afraid of me ？”


    Xier''s heart is full of bitterness. She says in secret, princess, no matter who sees you, you will be afraid. But on his face, he respectfully said to Yan Jingsong, "Xi''er knows that the princess''s heart is the best."


    Glancing at Xi''er, Yan Jingsong gently brushed the dense heat on the tea cup with the lid, then lowered his head and took a sip. When he raised his head again, the smile at the corner of his mouth was more and more intense.


    Xi''er had been looking at Yan Jingsong, only felt that her Princess was really moody. After thinking about it, Xi''er could not help but ask: "princess, you were so angry just now, you even threw the most precious flower tea on the ground, how can you still But


    Yan Jingsong gently put the tea cup aside, looked up at Xi''er and said with a smile, "now it''s like nothing, right?"


    Xi''er looked at Yan Jingsong and nodded slowly.


    Yan Jingsong pulled the corner of his mouth, looked at Xi''er and said, "Xi''er, tell me what identity Liu Yiyi is?"


    Xier didn''t know, so she whispered, "didn''t Xier just say that? Liu Yiyi is the first leader of the imperial capital... "


    Yan Jingsong shook his head and said with a smile, "this is not the point. The point is that she''s just a brothel woman, isn''t she?"


    Xier nodded.


    Yan Jingsong straightened up and began to walk slowly in the room. As he walked, he said gently: "that''s it. No matter how beautiful Liu Yiyi looks and how graceful the dance steps are, brother Leng will not marry her in the end..."


    With that, Yan Jingsong suddenly turned around and looked straight into Xi''er''s eyes: "because she is just a brothel woman."


    Xi''er frowned and said to Yan Jingsong carefully: "princess, Xi''er, Xi''er wants to say something unpleasant, although Although Liu Yiyi is just a brothel girl, Leng seems to treasure her very much. If he can''t marry her, Leng will probably take her as his concubine. "


    After hearing this, Yan Jingsong shook his head, looked at Xi''er and said, "no, I know Leng Zongchang. He is very powerful and pedantic. Let alone let Liu Yiyi be a concubine to Leng brother. Even if she step into the gate of Leng mansion, Leng Zongchang is not willing to."


    Xi''er is still frowning, a puzzled look. Yan Jingsong looked at her and continued with a smile: "besides, brother Leng''s marriage is a good opportunity to win over the powerful. How can Leng Zongchang waste it on a powerless brothel woman? It has to be the daughter of a minister in the court. "


    Xi''er nodded, looked at Yan Jingsong and said, "does that young lady mean that young master Leng will give up marrying Liu Yiyi because of the pressure of adult Leng?"


    Yan Jingsong looked at Xi''er''s forehead and said with a smile, "it turns out that Xi''er is not so stupid."Xi''er touched her head and turned her lips to Yan Jingsong.


    The smile at the corner of Yan Jingsong''s mouth was gradually stopped, and his voice was a little low: "brother Leng may not give up, but he certainly can''t marry Liu Yiyi now."


    "Ah?" Hearing Yan Jingsong say this, the doubts just scattered on Xi''er''s face gathered again: "what do you mean, princess?"


    Yan Jingsong to Xi''er''s corner of the eye, his eyes were cold: "if brother Leng really moved his heart to Liu Yiyi, it would be a little difficult to do, although now under the pressure of Leng Zongchang, he may not be able to marry Liu Yiyi immediately, but this mind must exist, if it is so, I am going to sleep and eat uneasily."


    Xi''er looked at Yan Jingsong in a daze: "well, what should the princess do?"


    Yan Jingsong suddenly turned his body, and the coldness in his eyes was even worse: "the only way is to make brother Leng die."


    Xi''er''s body shivered and leaned slowly to Yan Jingsong: "what''s the plan of the princess?"


    Yan Jingsong pulled the corners of his mouth, and a smile slowly appeared on his face. The moonlight outside the window fell in, just on the smile of Yan Jingsong''s lips, and the smile of Yan Jingsong was a bit pale and frightening.


    Yan Jingsong reached out to feel the radiance of the moon, turned his back to Xi''er, and said: "Xi''er, what''s Fu Ning Wang Qin Lang doing recently?"


    "King Funing?" Xi''er was obviously stunned for a moment, and obviously did not understand why she was still discussing the king of Anyang, and Yan Jingsong turned around, how could she talk about the king of Funing again?


    Xier''s brain slowly turns around, carefully thinking about the information about Wang qinlang in Funing that the informant once reported to her.