Chapter 77: No one understands self-sacrifice

"It was before, and now it is now." Yuan Changhuan leaned on the back of the wide chair, his half-scattered black hair was as black as ink, exuding a glowing light.

Let Ying Qicheng uncontrollably set his eyes on her.

"According to this girl's appearance, isn't it just a matter of time before she wins the thanks?"

Yuan Changhuan naturally noticed Ying Qicheng's gaze, his red lips were slightly upturned, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he looked at him with a smile.

Ying Qicheng agreed, this woman is a goblin, and even a man can't resist it, but ......

"Thanksgiving is no ordinary man."

"The man that Miss Ben has a crush on, how can it be ordinary, okay, I won't agree to your business, don't waste your thoughts, send off guests."

With that, Yuan Changhuan stood up and prepared to leave.

Ying Qicheng hurriedly said, "Do you want to watch our Daqi being ridiculed by a small country, the prince of the Northern Zhou Dynasty sarcastically ridiculed my Daqi noble daughter only knows how to embroider and play the piano, and no one knows about raising it in the deep boudoir, so it is not as chic and heroic as the daughter of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and she is good at riding and shooting martial arts." ”

"The daughter of the Northern Zhou Dynasty is indeed chic and heroic, and they are not wrong." Yuan Changhuan looked at Yingqi City innocently, and replied very seriously.

Choked Ying Qicheng speechless for a while.

"Yuan Changhuan, if you can win the princess of the Northern Zhou Dynasty this time, but for the glory of Daqi, His Royal Highness will find many people to watch, at that time, who can remember that you are the eldest lady of straw bales?"

"It's a model for Da Qi's girlfriends to learn!"

Just when Ying Qicheng was not hopeful, Yuan Changhuan suddenly turned around, put his hands around his arms, and said unhurriedly: "I said...... Why do you always think that I want to clear my name as a straw bale, and why don't you think that I just want to carry this name? ”

After a pause, Yuan Changhuan chuckled, his face burning: "After all, Miss Ben's posture is enough, if it is not a straw bag, wouldn't it make the other young ladies in Pingcheng have no way to live?" ”

"Hey, Miss Ben is so self-sacrificing, why doesn't anyone understand?"

After that, Yuan Changhuan left leisurely.

Regardless of the Seven Princes who were still standing in place, with a pensive face.

When he walked to the door, he didn't forget to say to the housekeeper: "Remember to send off guests, the Seventh Prince is a distinguished guest, send them well." ”

"Yes, Miss."

Ying Qicheng left Rongyuan Houfu with a gloomy expression, but saw the thank you from the horse.

"Hey, it's rare to see Xie Shizi riding a horse, but what's the urgency?"

Hearing the voice of the Seventh Prince, Xie Ci tightened the reins, his eyes were clear and quiet, "Something happened in the other courtyard, why did His Royal Highness the Seventh come out of the Rongyuan Waiting Mansion?" ”

"It's a long story."

"If you don't dislike it, go to the house." The tone of the thank you speech was gentle, revealing a bit of peace and detachment.

Accustomed to the style of thanks, Yingqicheng was not polite, so he entered the house with the thanks.

By the way, I told you about the fact that I ran into a wall here with Yuan Changhuan.

"You say, does she really not care about her reputation?"

Ying Qicheng asked in a deep voice.

Instead, he thanked him, rubbed his eyebrows, and smiled lightly: "Well, reputation and her are not important." ”

"And what does she want?" Ying Qicheng thought that as long as she was willing to help herself get back face this time, no matter what she wanted, she would try her best to help her.

Xie Ci frowned slightly, and his eyes were dark.

What did she want.

Actually, he was guessing too.

Ying Qicheng said to himself: "I thought she wanted to get you, but looking at her look, it doesn't look like a fake." ”

Don't look like a fake?

Xie Ci's eyebrows were slightly cold, and he said abruptly, "What, doesn't she want me?" ”

Ying Qicheng subconsciously replied: "She said, yes." ”