Chapter 214

After thinking about it, Rong Xiu personally served two pots of osmanthus wine and put them on Zhang Xinyue's table.

That day, Zhang Xinyue didn't see Rong embroidery. At the moment, she raised her eyes and said, "what do you mean? Don't you hear me? I want ten pots!" "This sweet scented osmanthus wine is mellow and soft. You might as well try it first. If you think it's good, I'll give you ten pots."

Rong Xiu poured a cup of wine and put it in front of Zhang Xinyue: "if you have been wronged, you may as well tell me about it."

"You look It looks like... " Zhang Xinyue looked at Rong Xiu with her eyes. The more she looked, the more frightened she was: "you are very similar to Princess Yong'an."

As a princess, although she did not know many secrets of the palace, she had heard of these things more or less: "hum, Princess Yong'an..."

During these ten days, Rongxiu also heard about the name of Yongan princess. The princess appeared out of thin air, but the emperor doted on her. Even outside the princess's mansion, she was covered with ten Zhang soft red, and several North Sea coral trees were awarded. As for Zhuluo's emerald, the number was not better than the number. Just for pearls, he gave ten Dendrobium.

Today's Princess Yong'an mansion is the most prominent place in the whole capital. Talking about the princess behind her back is a big crime of beheading. Therefore, ordinary people dare not have any criticism of her.

Zhang Xinyue looks at the wine in the cup and drinks it up: "why Why is it me? The princess Yong'an is the same age, but it's not... "

She just wanted to say something, but Li Qinglin stood at the table and said coldly, "if I were you, I would not have said such a thing."

"You Are you willing to see me at last Zhang Xinyue couldn't help but shed tears from the mainstream. She bit her lower lip and could see that she was very aggrieved.

Because of the curfew these days, there are fewer people in the restaurant. Rongxiu stood up and said, "if you want to talk, you'd better go to the elegant room upstairs."

"No need." Li Qinglin poured himself a cup: "I'd like to give you this one, Miss Zhang. I used to think you were very self willed and sometimes unreasonable, but now I think you are a woman."

"I am not a woman, but if I have a choice, I will not..." Zhang Xinyue tearfully: "listen to your meaning, it is to want me to marry that what North prince!" Hearing this, Rong embroidery also reflects the idea in her heart. The so-called princess is just a victim of the southern kingdom.

At this moment, in the face of their own heart, Zhang Xinyue could not say a word. She had to hide her face and cry.

However, Li Qinglin just looked at him silently, but Rong Xiu found that he was holding the cup tightly in his hand, as if he would not be able to hold on to himself.

I don't know how long she cried. Zhang Xinyue picked up the wine pot directly, drank the osmanthus wine in it, and then turned around and left the restaurant.

Li Qinglin's hand is slowly released. His face is smooth, but who knows the waves in his heart If you want to go, you must tell me

Rong Xiu felt that her voice was very depressed. It seemed that something was rolling and moving in her chest. It was very uncomfortable. Li Qinglin suddenly smile: "unfortunately, she is Zhang Xinyue."

With these words, he got up and went upstairs.

Rong Xiu looks at Li Qinglin's back, but her heart is very sympathetic to Zhang Xinyue. From ancient times to the present, how many women have made contributions to their country in exchange for years of peace, but who knows that the Ming imperial concubine also has tears. Their blood and tears have already fallen into the wind and snow of the border.

"Rong Xiu Niang, if you stand on Zhang Xinyue's side today, my master will not let go." Fireflies are young, but standing at the foot of the stairs, she has the character of a beauty.

Rong Xiu's hand a meal: "firefly girl, you are very fond of jokes."

"Joke?" "Even if you see the princess Yong'an who is very similar to you, my master will look at it for half a day."

After hearing this, Rong Xiu had a different idea. During the few days with Li Qinglin, Li Qinglin did often look at himself, but his expression was like looking at another person.

Perhaps what Li Qinglin really cares about is not himself, nor Princess Yong'an, but another person who is very similar to them, the former princess.

"Those northerners are really fierce. If we are not weak in the south, why should we act on their faces?" Yinger's Pink fist hits the table. She is so young that she has already been concerned about the country and the people. It can be seen that Li Qinglin is very devoted to her teaching.

"Did you hear anything?" The firefly suddenly got up in spirits. At the moment, the night had come, but it was true that she could hear the sound of bells and the sound of a deep nose.

Rong Xiu looked out of the window and saw a camel team walking slowly in the street. Several merchants from the western regions quietly followed the camel team. They looked very strange.

By the light on one side, Rong Xiu sees these people. They are obviously from afar, but they have a fierce look on their faces. Obviously, these people are not simple merchants in the western regions. I can't say that their identities are all fake.The camel bell stopped at the door. As it was not closed, the merchants of the western regions entered the door directly.

At this moment, Rong Xiu could see clearly the face of the head man. He saw a scar on his face, extending from the bottom of his left eye to his chin. Because of this, the eyeball of his left eye had been completely necrotic and shrunk into a small black ball.

"We're going to stay." "Camel, also want a trough," the man said in a raw Mandarin

Wang Laosan hurriedly came up: "my guest, we can't tame the camel. The trough is outside. Can I take you there?"

Then some merchants from the western regions, with their camels, went out with Wang Laosan. But Rongxiu also quickly prepared rooms for these people, leaving only a few of the people's sizes. Rongxiu said, "we only have four low-grade rooms left. Can you accept it?"

The merchant looked down for a moment, then raised his head and said, "yes."

"Just the ones around the back hall." "Do you need dinner?" Rong Xiu pointed

"We have our own food." As soon as the man turned, he went back to the hall.

"They are not ordinary businessmen." The firefly took a deep breath: "just now he was so powerful that I didn't even dare to breathe..."

"In any case, they should not live here for a long time." Rong Xiu's eyes were heavy, and looking at the figure of the man, it was clear that it was the light of the summer sky, but she was like a falling ice cave. All this was the psychological oppression caused by the merchants of the western regions.