Soft and crispy waist

Chapter 149 How could she be so afraid of him when she was deeply in love with him?

West Street, Yufeng Building.

Qin Yang rode his horse all the way here, dismounted in front of the door, handed the whip to the waiter, and then trotted to the room on the second floor with a few files in his hand.

Pushing the door open, he saw Gu Yizhi sitting calmly on a chair by the window drinking tea. He walked in resentfully and said, "Master Gu is really good at ordering people around. It's already so late, and you're asking me to retrieve these files. It's not an urgent matter. Can't you take a couple of days off and let me take a break?"

Despite his complaints, Qin Yang still carefully placed the file on the coffee table.

Gu Yizi ignored his complaints and just picked up a scroll and opened it to take a look.

Knowing that this blockhead who only knew how to do things would not listen, Qin Yang stopped complaining, so as to avoid looking like a little shrew who had been let down.

Unhappily, he sat down on the chair on the other side. Just as he was about to reach out to drink the tea, he suddenly saw something behind Gu Yizi that was mostly covered by his clothes.

Only a corner of it was exposed, but he recognized it.

"You haven't given this hairpin away yet? Didn't you return home today?"

Gu Yizi's brows furrowed slightly, and he tossed the long brocade box from behind into Qin Yang's arms. "Give it back to you."

Unexpectedly, he threw it at him like that. Qin Yang grabbed it in a panic. He opened it and took a look at the glass hairpin inside, then he breathed a sigh of relief and was relieved to find that it was not broken.

"What do you want to give it back to me?"

Qin Yang was puzzled. What did he mean by "return it to him"? It was clearly he who asked him to get it from his cousin. This matter even reached his old man's ears. Yesterday, he forced him to tell him who he gave the hairpin to. He didn't say a word for Gu Yizi. What's the point of returning it to him now? Wouldn't his suffering be in vain?

"I don't want it. I don't have any beautiful bride to give it to." After putting the brocade box back on the coffee table, Qin Yang saw that Gu Yizi's face was a little unhappy. He asked curiously, "Is it your little maid who doesn't like this hairpin?"

Gu Yizi didn't respond, as if he didn't hear it.

Qin Yang stroked his chin and thought, "That shouldn't be the case. This glass hairpin is a hot seller in Kyoto right now. Every noble lady knows about it. Even my eldest lady got a small one and can't wait to wear it on her head. There's no way your little maid wouldn't like it."

After carefully examining the brocade box, he realized that the seal seemed to have been broken by him just opening it. "You didn't send it to me?"

"You can go now." Gu Yizi said impatiently.

"I am willing to accompany the prince to handle government affairs now, and I must also be diligent." Qin Yang said as he approached slyly and asked tentatively: "Did you have a quarrel?"

Still no response.

Qin Yang's enthusiasm did not diminish. He shook his head and denied it, "You are very frugal with words. You won't waste your breath on it. Is it that little maid?"

After saying that, Qin Yang immediately denied it.

"No, that little maid looks so gentle and submissive, she wouldn't dare to argue with you. If your face darkens, she'll probably be trembling with fear."

Hearing this, annoyance clearly flashed in Gu Yizhi's eyes. He raised his eyes and asked, "Am I really that scary?"

Qin Yang never thought that Gu Yizi would pay attention to him. When he was about to continue talking to himself after being asked this question suddenly, he choked and started coughing when he took a breath.

But seeing the rare seriousness in Gu Yizhi's eyes, he suppressed his anger and said, "Are you scary or not... ahem... don't you know it yourself?"

Gu Yizi naturally knew it.

He was arrogant since childhood. He was the son of a rich man and the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. No one was not afraid of him, whether they were in the mansion, the palace, or even those of the same age.

They were afraid that he would get angry and take their lives if he was unhappy.

Even if he did nothing, his identity naturally gave him the right to be frightening, and he could not control those people's fantasies.

Over time, he got used to it.

Because even if Chunzhi avoided him like the plague, he wouldn't notice anything.

But Xia Zheng...

"She said you were scary, so you were unhappy?" Qin Yang pieced together his guess after recovering his breath.

Gu Yizi still didn't respond, but he felt in his heart that it would be better if she told him.

Thinking back carefully, she rarely confided in him, except for the day he returned home on New Year's Eve. Before and after, she was more of a flatterer.

There was nothing wrong with him, but he just felt something was wrong and he couldn't figure it out, which was very frustrating.

"No, that's impossible. Last time at Prince Yi's Mansion, she heard that you weren't dead. She was so relieved that she wouldn't be disgusted even if you came back as a dried-up skeleton. With such deep feelings for you, how could she find you terrifying?"

Yes, how could she be so afraid of him if she was deeply in love with him?

"Could it be that he is being so cautious because he lost it and then found it again?" Qin Yang stroked his chin with his fingers, feeling something was wrong.

Seeing his distressed look, Gu Yizi suddenly laughed at himself in his heart for being desperate and trying all kinds of methods. Listening to Qin Yang, a man who didn't have a single flower in his backyard, say these things was no different from asking a monk if he understood worldly affairs.

"New volume! New volume! A new volume of The Romantic Prince and the Pretty Lady has been published! Eight cents a copy, eight cents a copy!"

Gu Yizi stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly heard hawking sounds outside the window.

Hearing the familiar book title, Gu Yizi looked outside.

As soon as the peddler carrying the basket lifted the cloth and finished shouting, a large group of people surrounded him, scrambling to take out the books in the basket with one hand and throw down copper coins with the other, for fear that they would be gone if they were late.

"This storybook is really hot right now. Despite its vulgar title, the ladies of Kyoto love it. They say the prince in the storybook is the best man in the world and that they would be willing to die for his beautiful wife. They also say that the prince and beautiful wife in the storybook are the true love in the world, and that good men like us can't compare to the ones in the storybook. Isn't that nonsense?"

"Changfeng! Go buy two copies." Gu Yizi gave the order and sat down again.

"Huh?" Qin Yang's eyes widened in shock. He looked at Gu Yizi in front of him and asked uncertainly, "When did you start liking this kind of...this kind of thing?"

Gu Yizi didn't reply, but just moved the files away temporarily.

Since I can't ask anyone, I'll look for it in books.

"Ah Qiu!"

A sneeze almost woke up the soft girl in my arms.

Xia Zheng shook the baby a few times, and after calming him down, she carefully placed him in the cradle and rocked him gently.

Shuang Jiang put an extra coat on Xia Zheng and said, "Su Rong, it's cold at night. You must not catch a cold again."

"I know. Ruanruan can't leave me now. It will be really troublesome if she gets sick." Xia Zheng pulled her coat and thought to herself that there was no wind coming in, so why did she feel so cold just now?

"Not only the young lady, but also the prince. Last time you fell ill, every time I went to see the young lady off, the prince would ask how you were doing."

Speaking of Gu Yizi, Xia Zheng remembered the way he looked when he left, and felt uneasy.

After thinking for a moment, he ordered, "Tell Chef Yang to tell Yang Xun to keep an eye on the Crown Prince's movements. If he returns home, send a message immediately."