Be Good Chapter 2395: I can’t put it down, I’ve been waiting for a long time

This month, Pingcheng can be described as extremely lively and festive.

Wing Xinqin, who was dressing up, naturally also got the news.

"Princess, someone is getting married again!"

The welcoming team outside with gongs and drums passed by the gate of Yonghe Prince's Mansion, how could Ying Xinqin not hear it.

Looking at the woman with open eyebrows and eyes in the bronze mirror, Ying Xinqin touched her face, thinking in her heart that her face seemed to be getting better and better.

He asked lukewarmly, "Oh, which one is it this time?"

Flipping through the brochure that the princess brought back from the palace, You Zhu murmured, "It's the second son of the uncle Guo's family, the next one should be the Jinke champion Mr. Song."

After a pause, You Zhu turned to a page, "Following that are Young Master Zhou and the three young masters of your uncle's family."

"You said, who is helping you?"

Looking at You Zhu's gossip, Ying Xinqin reacted indifferently, "It doesn't matter who it is, what matters is that it is good for the princess."

"That's true."

After dressing up, Ying Xinqin was just about to get up when Zizhu hurried in, "Princess, Mr. Song, please tell me about Fengyuan Tea House."

"Said he had the news you wanted."

Thinking of Song Zheng, Ying Xinqin lowered his eyes, stroking the dowry with his fingers, as if thinking, "Song Zheng..."

I happened to accidentally bump into the jade box that Xie Yun gave me last time before the dowry. Almost forgot, she hasn't opened it yet.

He took the jade box over and opened it gently, and the inside was filled with light.

"Wow, what a beautiful and delicate gait." Standing behind Ying Xinqin, You Zhu and Zi Zhu's eyes gleamed with amazement at the same time.

This step is exquisite and meticulous, thin strands of gold thread are wrapped around white jade, forming a butterfly shape, Ying Xinqin shakes the butterfly wings on the step, with a slight movement, it seems to be alive, spreading its wings to fly.

Wing Xinqin is used to seeing good things, but seeing this move now, he couldn't put it down.

"Put it away."

Because it was given by Xie Yun, Ying Xinqin had to be put away. Then he stood up, stroked the non-existing creases on his sleeves, and said slowly, "Let's go and meet Mr. Song."

I thought the Princess had forgotten Mr. Song, but Zi Zhu wanted to remind her just now, but now she heard what the Princess said, and immediately responded.

Fengyuan Tea House, Fenglixuan.

When Ying Xinqin arrived, Song Zheng had already arrived.

As soon as the door of the box was opened, Song Zheng was sitting alone at the table making tea, with a graceful posture and flowing water.

The slightly exposed wrist bones are thin and strong, but they don't quite match his bookish and elegant appearance.

"Master Song, I've been waiting for a long time."

As soon as Ying Xinqin finished speaking, Song Zheng lifted his chin lightly, poured a cup of tea for her himself, and then got up to give the courtesy, "The lower official has just arrived, Princess please sit down."

This self-cultivation etiquette alone is enough to win Xinqin to have a good impression of him.

After sitting down, Ying Xinqin slowly drank the cup of tea that he handed over.

Song Zheng still brewed the tea at a leisurely pace, and explained to her the origin of the tea she tasted by the way.

After the refreshments were served, Ying Xinqin slowly put down the small purple clay pottery teacup, staring at him with clear apricot eyes, "Master Song, you are looking for the princess, you don't just want to be with me. The princess said this."

"Of course not." Song Zheng denied it politely, "I came here to ask the princess for marriage."

"..." Almost swallowed a sip of tea, and sprayed it on Song Zheng's face, Ying Xinqin managed to swallow the tea, "Speak well."

Song Zheng was very innocent, and raised his hand to pat her on the back, but Ying Xinqin dodged it.