Chapter 34: Hunting

When Princess Zhaoping heard Yan Su's words, the tears in her eyes stopped flowing strangely, but her body began to tremble, and even the hairpin on the hairpin was trembling. But she stubbornly raised her head. The tear-stained face was still the same three years ago when she was often tired of Yan Su's acting like a baby, but her eyes looked at him like a stranger.
This person is his second brother.
She looked at him quietly.
Looking at his handsome face like a lotus, watching him exuding a calm and determined posture, watching his heroic flying eyebrows, watching the grace and indifference in his smile.
There is still a kind of perseverance and vigorous strength in his body, like a cold-lighted sword blade, hiding the stinging power in the scabbard, never being abrupt.
But she had never hated him like this.
"I know you can't tolerate any dark and filthy things in your eyes. When you were in the Criminal Department, you solved several cases in January, beheading 37 people who deserved the crime, and went to jail. Seventy-nine people were in prison. The thieves and bandits, you will also send Jin Wuwei to kill. Such a just and awe-inspiring second brother once made me admire. However, since that incident happened three years ago, I have always hated you like you. Even if the Bai family is really guilty, I can't believe that it is guilty!"
"Xuan'er, the evidence of what happened back then is conclusive, and the verdict has been finalized! What if you are unwilling?" Yan Su fiddled with the lid of the tea cup, removed the tea leaves floating on it, and said expressionlessly.
"Okay, okay!" Princess Zhaoping's face turned pale with the words she squeezed through her lips, with a sad smile on the corners of her lips, "I won't be arguing with you anymore, I just beg you, don't be here Is it okay to go to the mirror flower waters to please another woman?"
Qin Jiu frowned, she had never heard Zhaoping begging in such a low tone, even with his second brother.
In Princess Zhaoping’s words, Yan Su darkened his eyes. He lowered his tone and said softly, "Xuan'er, it's just a skirt, so why bother about it."
This means rejecting her request.
Princess Zhaoping finally defeated Yan Su. Since childhood, she knew that she could not convince him. Her eyes were red, her lips pressed tightly, her eyelashes trembled lightly, and there was a hint of chill on her pink face. She wanted to cry, but now she gritted her teeth to endure it.
Outside the carriage, Yan Rui whispered: "His Royal Highness, the Snow Praying Festival has already begun, please move forward!"
Yan Su responded indifferently, and turned his head to Princess Zhaoping: "Xuan'er, you'd better go back to the house earlier, don't wander outside."
Princess Zhaoping still smiled far-fetched and stiffly. Qin Jiu's eyes showed that far-fetched smile, there were only endless emptiness and remoteness, and deep and shallow glaze mottled in her ink-colored eyes.
"Why should I go back? I'm going to compare with that Su Wanxiang!" Princess Zhaoping finished angrily, grabbing her clothes and getting out of the carriage.
Qin Jiu took the last stitch, curled her lips and smiled: "His Royal Highness, go slowly, does the princess like this skirt?"
Princess Zhaoping stopped her footsteps, looked back at Qin Jiu suddenly, and sneered: "Why, what if I like it? This is not for me."
Qin Jiu smiled quietly and tenderly, and the natural charm on his soft face made people illusion that it was elegant.
"If the princess likes this undergarment, I will give it to the princess. My skills are poor, so please don't dislike the princess." Qin Jiu shook off the embroidered undergarment, and in an instant, the dim carriage was full of brilliance. .
The background color of this undergarment was originally pear white, which was very plain. Nowadays, on the corners of the pear-white curly quilt, light-colored peony flowers are embroidered sparsely, perhaps because of the exquisite embroidery work or the proper color of the silk thread. In short, this undergarment is elegant and luxurious. Go up Ambilight.
Princess Zhaoping couldn't help but admire in her heart.
Hearing Qin Jiu said that this skirt was to be given to herself, she glanced at Yan Su in surprise and saw his face changed suddenly. Although it is still unclear why Qin Jiu could give her this undergarment, he still nodded and replied: "Thank you very much."
Princess Zhaoping reached out to pick up the skirt that Qin Jiu handed over. Before she could touch her, a slender hand rushed in front of her to stop her.
Yan Su stretched out his hand and pressed the skirt in Qin Jiu's hand, raised his eyes and glanced at Qin Jiu, his eyelashes were raised, and the bottom of his eyes was shining with a cold luster. He said word by word: "Qin Jiu, you have forgotten, this This skirt belongs to the king, when is your turn to be the master?"
Qin Jiu smiled lazily, with a solitary arrogance in that smile, which confuses Yan Su's mind.
"His Royal Highness, I can naturally be the master of this undergarment. Because this undergarment is a Hunan silk that I personally purchased, and I personally cut and embroider it. If I can't be the master, who can still be the master?"
Yan Su heard the words, and his black eyes burst into cold light. He stretched his hand over the skirt and touched it carefully, his face suddenly changed. The peacock purple sleeves hit like a cloud, and Qin Jiu's slightly raised lower jaw was grabbed by Yan Su's slender and white hands in an instant. His five fingers pressed slightly, forcing Qin Jiu to look at him.
The eyes of the two faced each other, and Qin Jiu clearly saw the fierceness and anger in his long eyes.
"How dare you lie to this king?!"
The cold fingertips slowly squirmed on Qin Jiu's lower jaw, and the fingers were pressed again, almost sinking into Qin Jiu's skin.
pain! very painful!
However, if a person has suffered pain that exceeds the limit of the human body, then this level of pain is simply a piece of cake.
Qin Jiu endured the pain, narrowed his eyes, looked at him without blinking, and said with a slight smile: "How dare I deceive Your Highness, that warm silk skirt made of your Highness is indeed taken back to the mansion by me, but , The embroidered piece in my hand is not just that. How dare we, Sizhifang, dare to neglect the things of your Highness, in fact, they had already finished them as early as last night."
In fact, the needlework for the underskirt made of warm silk was almost finished yesterday, and Qin Jiu took it back and threw it to lychees to make the rest. She naturally disdain to embroider Su Wanxiang herself. The underskirt she embroidered in her hand is the same as the warm silk with the same color and style. The difference is that this is Hunan silk, and that one is warm silk.
Yan Su smiled coldly, hiding a knife in his smile, "Where is the warm silk? Say!"
Qin Jiu said unhurriedly: "Your Royal Highness's warm silk, I have sent someone to give it to Miss Su in the name of Your Royal Highness this morning. At this moment, Ms. Su must have already put it on!"
Yan Su realized that he was being tricked by Qin Jiu and sneered: "You are so kind? You better stop lying!"
"Your Highness, if you don't believe me, you can ask!" Qin Jiu said lightly.
Yan Su slowly loosened his five fingers and was about to let go. Qin Jiu's yellow hair, which was napping, suddenly exploded, and flew up, pecking straight at the back of Yan Su's hand.
"Huang Mao!" Qin Jiu shouted in horror, reaching out to stop.
It's a pity that it was still a step too late, and the purple light was shining, the sleeves of the robe were hunting, and the sleeves were blowing, and the yellow hair was shot out.