Chapter 872

The girl's breath came to her face, but with a few threads of charm. The attractive eyes seemed to have a hook. If you are not careful, you can take away the soul.

Xue Hong's eyes flashed a few strokes of inquiry, and the corners of his mouth filled with radians: "it turned out to be Miss Pei."

Pei Ying's eyes brightened, and she looked at the visitor more pitifully. She was surprised and asked, "do you know my name?"

In the heart cannot help a joy, she said, there are men can resist her charm?

"It's said that there are four beauties in the capital, and miss Pei's family is really a well deserved beauty because of her attractive appearance."

Pei Ying covered her lips with a silk handkerchief and said with a shy smile, "young master, I have a good memory. Where is the residence? Pei Ying must thank you for saving her life."

"Don't mention it. Miss Pei, I'm in a hurry to the Imperial Academy. I'll go first. Goodbye."

It's goodbye, never again.

Xue Hong said, neatly clamping the horse's stomach, waving a whip, and driving forward.

When the horse was about to bypass another street, Xue Hong looked back at her. The meaning of Mou Guang was profound.

Pei Ying's face was smiling and responded positively to his eyes, while the little servant girl beside her was excited: "Miss, is Mr. Xue looking at you?"

"Well." She nodded, more confident.

With this perfect encounter, the next will be much smoother.

Xue Hong, who was riding on a high horse, was smiling and shaking his head helplessly.

Can't these women use their heads? It's ridiculous to think that such a big flaw is perfect.

First of all, it's so early in the morning. It's cold and foggy. Will miss Qianjin choose this time to go out?

Second, the Pei family is also a respectable person. When Qian Jin goes out, he doesn't take some bodyguards with him.

Third, how many brainless assassins will choose this palace road leading to the palace gate to assassinate?

He didn't like this kind of woman who thought she was smart. He thought that if she had some beauty, she could capture all men.

It's beautiful, but it's not enough to shake him.

If someone else came, maybe he would be interested in playing with her?

I can't help but think of Pang Ling's figure in my mind. Obviously, the girl is more bold and direct, and this self righteous girl is just a clown in his eyes.

Xue Hong has a hunch that this woman will do something next.

He subconsciously stroked Fu Jun's face, blaming his parents for giving him a good look, which made his peach blossom constantly and annoyed him.

Does he really have to find a woman to make do with it before he can stop these peach blossoms?

In the teahouse with the misty fragrance of tea.

Pei Ying, who won the first battle, can't wait to go to the teahouse. She asks those sisters out to report the results.

Xue Hong's deeds are what these people are most concerned about. As soon as they hear Pei Ying's appointment, they can't wait to gather in the teahouse.

The same elegant room, the same table and chair, the four girls gathered together, eating fruits and snacks, chatting about home affairs.

The girl with melon seeds is Wang Jia. She has a common family background and looks. She is Pei Ying's little tail. She always takes the lead.

Looking at Pei Ying holding her chin in her hand, she couldn't help laughing: "OK, Pei Ying, don't worry about everyone. This morning I was asked out by you, not to see you make a fool of yourself."

Another girl with a good face is an hanyue. She is straightforward and has no intention.

She said: "yes, Pei Ying, have you seen anyone? I don't believe you had a perfect meeting with him so soon. "

If Xue Hong is so easy to be targeted, it will disappoint her.

Three pairs of eyes focused on her at the same time, Pei Ying enjoyed the feeling of attention.

Looking at these small faces full of expectation and excitement, she felt excited. She pursed her lips and spat out three words with a smile: "guess."

"Yo, look at these little eyes. My soul is almost gone. If I were a man, I would be overwhelmed." Wang Jia flattered.

"But that's Xue Hong. It's said that he has a lot of peach blossoms in the Imperial Academy, and even the princesses have touched the wall. Pei Ying, can you do it or not? The sisters have all bet. Don't let me lose." An hanyue's voice is crisp.

Pei Ying holds her chin in her hand. She always knows her advantages. This posture is very provocative and convenient for thinking.

She looked directly at the table, selling the pass: "don't say far away, you just guess."

Voice just fell, Wang Jia and an hanyue like incarnation of two sparrows, has been chattering, very noisy.

Pang Ling is the only one who seems to stay out.

She was wearing a white gauze skirt, very elegant and indifferent, and her face was not warm.

Yu took a sip of the tea cup in her hand, then put it down and stared at the green tea soup. "Pei Ying must have met Mr. Xue. I think it will be a romantic encounter."

The two girls who were talking happily stared at Pang Ling's face and asked Pei Ying, "is Pang Ling right?"

Pei Ying smiles and pats Pang Ling's hand: "Pang Ling knows me, right, just like you guessed."

In order to satisfy everyone's curiosity, Pei Ying will tell you all about this morning. "

From her soft voice, people can imagine the scene of hero saving beauty, which is really unforgettable.

"Pei Ying, you are really powerful. Every time you say you want to take a man, there is no one you can't take." Wang Jia looks envious.

If she is also so good-looking, has a pair of fox eyes can be enchanted, and a good voice, then she likes the man will certainly get, rather than secretly tearful Acacia.

Pei Ying enjoys the admiration and praise of others. At this time, she will teach some tricks appropriately.

In fact, what she said was in vain. These idiots can't learn at all.

Either their own conditions are too poor, or they disdain to use them, or they pretend to be lofty, giving people a sense of distance thousands of miles away.

"Wang Jia, that's a bad word. Don't say it again. It's easy to ruin my reputation.

To be honest, we are all 14 or 15 years old. When we get to the right age to marry, it's better to fight for our own happiness than to listen to our stepmother.

If you look at other people's childe in the opposite way and ask for marriage, won't you win a good marriage

The four of them knew that Pang Ling was their daughter, and all of them were born to concubines.

However, Pang Ling has no position in the mansion. She is often harshly oppressed by her aunt. If she had not been covered by her brother, she would have died long ago in the back house where she eats people and doesn't spit bones.