A Hexagram determines the monarchs mind - Chapter38

The sun shone on the tall trees in the courtyard, and the shadows of the trees were mottled.

Only in old mansions did they live in.

Could there be such a scenery.

Only a family like Lord Chai,

Could afford such a courtyard,

Could appreciate such a scenery.

"Uncle Chai!" Before the person arrived,

The voice arrived first.

It was the voice of a young man.

A cheerful, sunny, and confident voice.

Unlike Wang Yi's gentleness,

Unlike Xu Ting's quiet and aloof feeling, and unlike Chen Jue's proud and majestic bass voice.

Li Xiao and Chai Jin looked in the direction of the voice together.

Li Xiao was still chewing on the sixth lychee fruit in his mouth, and he looked curiously as he chewed.

It was a young man standing in the sun,

A young man covered in golden light.

He was wearing a dark golden robe with straight lapels,

With the same dark golden hair band, and the hair band fluttered as he walked, just like his spirit.

The young man had delicate and handsome features,

His facial features were regular, and when he smiled, he revealed two canine teeth and a dimple,

He was very handsome and lively.

He walked very quickly, as if he was a straightforward and impatient person.

"Ziyan is here." Chai Jin smiled and waved at the young man.

It was the heir of Marquis Jingbei,

Who was also Li Ru's number one disciple, Qiao Fang, Qiao Ziyan.

"Ah,

This is Chen of Dali Monastery — — "As Qiao Fang spoke, his eyes moved,

And suddenly fell on Li Xiao.

His voice paused,

He was completely stunned.

Qiao Fang's eyes fell on Li Xiao's face, who was looking back at him,

Unconsciously, even his steps slowed down, and it was difficult for him to look away.

So beautiful!

Chen Jue had just turned his head and was casually sizing up this little boy whose hair was not even fully grown yet. Seeing him like this, he reached out his hand to cover Li Xiao's face and then said, "Go sit over there."

"Yes, big … cousin."

Li Xiao hurriedly changed the way she addressed Lord Chai. She spat out the fruit pit in her mouth, stood up, and bowed to Lord Chai. Then, lifting her skirt, she walked around two tables and went to the table for the girls.

However, Qiao Fang's gaze continued to follow her lithe figure.

Li Xiao found a seat near the side and sat down obediently. Then she turned to look at Chen Jue.

She could still see Lord Chen over the potted plants on the middle table.

He was dressed in a snow-white robe, which made him look elegant and handsome. He was less solemn and profound than before, and more elegant like an exiled immortal.

While she was sizing him up, Lord Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at her. She quickly lowered her head and pretended to look at the fruit platter on the table.

Then, she forgot that she was sizing up Chen Jue and focused all her attention on the delicious fruit.

At this moment, the other girls had not arrived yet. She was the only one sitting at the table. The little girls were standing at the side with their heads down. Li Xiao looked around and began to eat the fruit with peace of mind.

Really … so happy.

Working with Lord Chen in the Dali Monastery. So happy. There are so many benefits, so many delicious food, so sweet.

So happy …

Every taste bud in her mouth was conveying the message of happiness to her. She sat there, as if she was emitting pink and sweet bubbles …

Qiao Fang, who was sitting next to Lord Chen, was attracted by the little happiness on the other side of the table from time to time.

Every once in a while, he would turn around to look at her.

Qiao Fang felt that it was a pity. Why was the little girl so focused on eating the fruit with her head down? She did not look up at him.

He could only see the beautiful girl's bangs and a small part of her face. What a pity …

The young man was straightforward. After staring for a while, he could not help but feel anxious.

He looked up at Chai Jin and asked, "Lord Chai, whose sister is that?

Why haven't I seen her before? "

"That's —" Chai Jin was about to speak, but Chen Jue interrupted him.

"A pretty girl from a humble family. It's better if you don't provoke her," Chen Jue said coldly. He seemed a little unhappy.

There was a hint of condescension in his tone, which made Qiao Fang feel Lord Chen's displeasure and threat.

Chai Jin quickly shut his mouth. He leaned back in his chair and blinked.

Lord Chen was obviously a junior to him, but his temper was not small. He was really hard to please.

He chatted with him for a long time. His saliva was dry, but the conversation did not warm up. He seemed to be even more unhappy now.

Chai Jin took a sip of tea and pursed his lips as he watched Qiao Fang and Chen Jue talk. Fortunately, Qiao Fang came. He could temporarily shut up and rest while watching them chat.

Qiao Fang's line of sight fell on Lord Chen's face. He thought about the meaning of Lord Chen's words.

He was Jing Bei Hou's Heir and Jing Bei Hou's only son. He would be a Marquis in the future.

The one he would marry must be a well-bred young lady of equal social status.

And a pretty girl from a humble family meant that she was not worthy of his status as Jing Bei Hou's Heir.

"Lord Chen, you must be joking. I was just curious." Qiao Fang said with a smile, revealing eight standard teeth. He looked innocent and harmless.

Chen Jue's identity was more awkward. He called him Older Brother, but Chen Jue was an official in the same court as Jing Bei Hou.

He called him Uncle, but Chen Jue was only 24 years old. When Qiao Fang spoke to him, he pondered for a while and only called him 'Lord Chen Jue'.

"Lord Chai, let's leave this place for the young people. Why don't we go to the pavilion over there to play chess?"

Chen Jue was very tired of Qiao Fang sitting there lively like a child. He talked a lot and asked a lot of questions.

He was impatient from sitting, so he stood up and suggested to Chai Jin.

However, even though he said it as a suggestion, before he could finish his sentence, he had already walked towards the small pavilion on the other side.

"… …" Chai Jin looked at Qiao Fang with some resentment.

"Okay."

He said. Although he thought that he had to entertain Chen Jue, he still agreed heartily and followed Chen Jue.

"… …" Qiao Fang watched Chen Jue and Chai Jin leave. The childlike smile on his face slowly disappeared. When the two daren walked far away, he withdrew his gaze and turned to look in the direction of Li Xiao.

At some point, two young ladies had already sat at Li Xiao's table. However, Li Xiao was still sitting alone. But this time, she didn't eat any fruit. Instead, she sat there somewhat cautiously. Her eyes innocently and somewhat nervously looked at the other two young ladies.

She was very lovable.

He heard that Lord Chen and Lord Chen's distant cousin would come today. Then, this young lady must be Lord Chen's cousin.

A person like Lord Chen, who was fierce and somewhat arrogant, actually had such a delicate and cute cousin.

He pursed his lips and thought for a while. Suddenly, he saw Li Xiao standing up and talking to the servant girl next to her.

His eyes lit up. Then, he saw Li Xiao walking in the direction the servant girl pointed.