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Chapter 34: Sleeve Hunting

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    When Princess Zhaoping heard Yan Su's words, the tears in her eyes miraculously stopped flowing, but her body began to tremble, and even the hairpin on her bun trembled.  But she raised her head stubbornly, her tear-stained face still looked the same as it did three years ago when she was often tired of Yan Su's coquettishness, but her eyes looked at him as if she were a stranger.

    This person is his second brother.

    She looked at him quietly.

    Look at his handsome face, which is as clear as a lotus, look at his tall and straight posture that exudes calmness and determination, look at his heroic eyebrows, look at the elegance and indifference in his smile.

    His body still contains a kind of perseverance and strength, just like a blade glowing with cold light, hiding the lurking power in the scabbard, never appearing obtrusive.

    But she has never hated him as much as she does now.

    "I know you can't tolerate anything dark and dirty in your eyes. When you were training in the Criminal Department, you solved several cases in one month, killed thirty-seven people who deserved the crime, and sent seventy-nine people to prison. Even in the Jianghu.  Even if there are big thieves and gangsters, you will also dispatch Jinwu Guards to kill them. Such a righteous and awe-inspiring second brother once made me admire you very much. However, after that incident happened three years ago, I have always hated you like this.  Even if the Bai family is really guilty, I can¡¯t believe that Su Su is guilty!¡±

    "Xuan'er, the evidence of what happened back then is conclusive, and the case has been finalized! What can you do if you don't give in?" Yan Su fiddled with the lid of the tea cup, brushing away the tea leaves floating on it, and said expressionlessly.

    "Okay, okay!" Princess Zhaoping's face turned pale as she squeezed out the words from the gap between her lips, and a sad smile hung on the corner of her lips, "I will not argue with you anymore, I just ask you, don't  Is it okay to go through the waters of the mirror to please another woman?¡±

    Qin Jiu frowned. She had never heard Zhaoping beg in such a condescending tone, not even to his second brother.

    At Princess Zhaoping's words, Yan Su's eyes darkened, he lowered his tone and said softly: "Xuan'er, it's just a dress, why do you care."

    This means rejecting her request.

    Princess Zhaoping was finally defeated in front of Yan Su. Since she was a child, she knew that she could not convince him.  Her eyes were red, her lips were pursed tightly, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and there was a hint of coldness on her pink face.  She wanted to cry, but now she gritted her teeth and endured it.

    Outside the carriage, Yan Rui whispered: "Your Highness, the Snow Praying Festival has begun. Your Highness, please move over!"

    Yan Su responded lightly, turned his head and said to Princess Zhaoping: "Xuan'er, you'd better go back home early and stop wandering outside."

    Princess Zhaoping still smiled forcedly and stiffly. In Qin Jiu's eyes, there was only endless emptiness and distance in that forced smile. There were deep and shallow glaze mottled in Mo Cai's eyes.

    "Why should I go back? I want to compete with that Su Wanxiang!" Princess Zhaoping said angrily, gathered her clothes and stood up, about to get off the carriage.

    Qin Jiu took the last stitch, curled her lips and said with a smile: "Your Highness, walk slowly, does the princess like this underskirt?"

    Princess Zhaoping stopped, suddenly looked back at Qin Jiu, and sneered: "Why, so what if I like it, this was not given to me."

    Qin Jiu smiled quietly and gently, and the natural charm on her soft face gave people the illusion of elegance.

    "If the princess likes it, I will give this skirt to the princess. My skills are poor, so please don't dislike it." Qin Jiu shook off the newly embroidered skirt, and in an instant, the dim car was filled with brilliance.  .

    The background color of this underskirt was originally pear white, which was very plain.  Nowadays, on the corners of the pear-white curved skirt, light-colored peonies are sparsely embroidered. Perhaps it¡¯s because of the exquisite embroidery work or the appropriate color matching of the threads. In short, this underskirt shows elegance and elegance. Look at it.  Go up and shine.

    Princess Zhaoping couldn't help but admire in her heart.

    When she heard Qin Jiu say that this underskirt was going to be given to her, she glanced at Yan Su in surprise and saw his expression suddenly change.  Although she still couldn't figure out why Qin Jiu decided to give it to her, she still nodded hurriedly and said, "Thank you very much."

    Princess Zhaoping reached out to take the skirt Qin Jiu handed her, but before her hand could touch it, a slender hand rushed in front of her to stop her.

    Yan Su stretched out her hand to press the skirt in Qin Jiu's hand, raised her eyes to Qin Jiu, raised her eyelashes, and her eyes shone with a cold luster. He said word by word: "Qin Jiu, have you forgotten, this  This undergarment belongs to me, when will it be your turn to make the decision?"

    Qin Jiu smiled lazily, with a lonely arrogance in that smile, which confused Yan Su's thoughts like a bone.

    ? ?"Your Highness, I can certainly make the decision on this skirt."  Because this skirt is made of Hunan silk that I personally purchased, cut and embroidered by myself. If I can¡¯t make the decision, who can make the decision?  "

    When Yan Su heard the words, a chilling light suddenly appeared in his water-like black eyes.  He stretched out his hand and touched it carefully, and his expression suddenly changed.  Peacock purple sleeves came like clouds, and Qin Jiu's slightly raised chin was caught by Yan Su's slender white hands in an instant.  He exerted slight force with his fingers, forcing Qin Jiu to look at him.

    The two looked at each other, and Qin Jiu could clearly see the sharpness and anger in his long eyes.

    "How dare you lie to me?!"

    The cold fingertips slowly squirmed on Qin Jiu's chin, and the fingers pressed hard again, almost sinking into Qin Jiu's skin.

    pain!  It's a sharp pain!

    However, if a person has endured pain beyond the limits of the human body, then this level of pain is simply a piece of cake.

    Qin Jiu endured the pain, narrowed her eyes, looked at him without blinking, smiled slightly and said: "How dare I lie to Your Highness? I did bring His Highness's warm silk skirt back to the house, but  , the one I am embroidering in my hand is not just that. How dare we in our weaving workshop neglect His Highness¡¯s things? In fact, they were already finished last night.¡±

    ???????????????? In fact, the sewing bureau of the warm silk skirt was almost finished yesterday. Qin Jiu took it back and threw it to Li Zhi to make the rest.  Naturally, she didn't bother to embroider Su Wanxiang herself.  The skirt she was embroidering was the same color, style, and embroidery as the one from Nuanjuan. The only difference was that this one was made from Hunan silk, while that one was made from Nuanjuan.

    Yan Su smiled coldly, with a knife hidden in his smile, "Where is the warm silk? Tell me!"

    Qin Jiu said unhurriedly: "Your Highness's warm silk, I have sent someone to give it to Miss Su in the name of Your Highness early this morning. By now, Miss Su must have put it on!"

    Yan Su then realized that he had been tricked by Qin Jiu, and sneered: "Are you so kind? You'd better stop lying!"

    "If your Highness doesn't believe it, you can ask!" Qin Jiu said lightly.

    Yan Su slowly loosened his fingers, and just as he was about to let go, the feathers all over Qin Jiu's arms that were dozing off suddenly exploded, flew up with a "swish", and pecked straight at the back of Yan Su's hand.

    "Huang Mao!" Qin Jiu shouted in fear, reaching out to stop him.

    "It's a pity that it's a step too late. All I can see is purple light, the sleeves of the robe are hunting, and the wind blows from the sleeves, and the yellow hair is photographed out.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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