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Chapter 121 I won’t give what I want to others

"cousin."

Seeing the two men were about to leave, she was unwilling to be ignored and called out.

The voice was a little softer than before, and the tone seemed to carry a lot of affection.

Xiyu felt unhappy and subconsciously turned around to look at Yinzhen, with some unknown emotions in her eyes.

Being looked at like this by the young lady, the man's body subconsciously tensed up, and a sense of guilt unconsciously flowed through his heart, but in fact he really did nothing, and had nothing to do with Tong Jia Qingtang anymore.

This is truly a Shura field!

Shopkeeper Zhen quietly reduced his presence.

"cousin."

Seeing that the other party remained silent and ignored him, Tong Jia Qingtang called out again, and unconsciously took two steps forward, getting closer.

This act of indifference and as if nothing had happened made Yinzhen feel a little impatient for no reason.

He looked up at her, his eyes piercingly cold.

Tong Jia Qingtang felt as if a knife was scraping his face. Just as he was about to say something, a gentle and polite voice of a young man suddenly came from behind him, "You haven't discussed it with the other party yet?"

Before he could get a reply, he saw Xiyu and the other two. He looked a little surprised and bowed to them. "I didn't expect that the person who got the ginseng was my fourth brother and his wife. What a coincidence."

He turned out to be the Eighth Prince, and now he is the Eighth Beizi.

"Eighth brother."

Xiyu smiled faintly and nodded at him.

Tong Jia Qingtang replied: "The shopkeeper has been trying to stop us just now, and he hasn't said anything yet."

When she saw the Eighth Prince coming out of the room, she put away her unwilling emotion and acted very calmly.

But his eyes always quietly fell on Yinzhen.

"Cousin, can you give me this Snow Mountain Ginseng? I really need it. How about thirty thousand taels of silver?"

After saying this, there was a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

I can only see my cousin, but not his wife.

Xiyu curled up the corner of her mouth into a sneer. Tong Jia Qingtang, who claimed to be the most noble lady in the capital, did something really not very decent.

It's obviously an aged green tea.

Yinzhen lowered his eyes slightly and looked to his side, and said calmly: "The ginseng was bought by Fu Jin, and I will listen to Fu Jin."

These words were spoken to Xiyu, which was also a side response to Tongjia Qingtang's words, but it was not a direct communication with him.

He knew to avoid suspicion. Xiyu looked up at him with admiration in her eyes.

He is indeed her man.

The two of them stared at each other as if no one was around. This scene made Tong Jia Qingtang jealous, and she almost couldn't control the expression on her face.

But there are people watching nearby, and the most important thing right now is to buy the ginseng.

She bit the tip of her tongue gently with her teeth and calmed herself down before she walked hesitantly towards Xiyu and performed the proper etiquette.

"Fourth Lady, I wonder if you could give this ginseng to me. My daughter Mafa's birthday is coming up soon. She would be very happy if I could get this 500-year-old snow mountain ginseng..."

"That's none of my business."

Xiyu smiled softly, then refused, "I won't give what I want to others."

"What's more, everyone has the right to bid for this rare ginseng. It was you who gave up without seizing the opportunity. You can't blame others afterwards. How can you snatch something from others, Tong Jia Gege?"

This is a double entendre and any smart person can understand it.

Yinzhen's deep eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Xiyu spoke directly, without beating around the bush.

Since the other party was not a decent person from the beginning, she did not want to have hypocritical pleasantries with her. What was there to say to a woman who was engaged to her husband?

Not to mention, Tong Jia Qingtang's hesitant look when he called him cousin just now clearly showed that he had selfish motives.

He's already engaged to someone else, yet he's still restless.

After saying that, Xiyu seemed to not want to see Tong Jia Qingtang again for even a second, and walked downstairs, and Yinzhen followed her.

The Eighth Prince and Tong Jia Qingtang were left standing at the door.

"Tang'er, I have a 200-year-old ginseng that I got from somewhere else. How about..."

Babeizi spoke in a gentle voice, with a warm and polite smile on his face the whole time.

"How can two hundred years be compared with five hundred years?"

Tong Jia Qingtang stared at the backs of the two people as they left, muttering softly, not giving the other party any face at all.

In her heart, the Eighth Prince was not worthy of her, even though he had become the Eighth Prince.

There is a huge gap between Beizi and Junwang.

Without the ginseng, she didn't want to stay any longer, so she took the hand of the maid beside her and went downstairs.

After she left, Ba Beizi lowered his eyes slightly to hide the anger surging in his eyes.

In a breath, he raised his eyes again, holding a folding fan in his hand and gently fanning it, with the same gentle smile on his face, which made anyone who saw him feel gentle and polite.

There were no annoying people in the carriage, and Xiyu's mood improved visibly.

"Aren't you afraid of being known as a henpecked man?"

She asked as she looked at the five hundred year old ginseng in the box.

Yinzhen's reaction just now was really beyond her expectations.

"What happens in the Treasure Pavilion will not be spread out."

Yinzhen answered with a very firm tone.

He paused and continued, "And even if it gets out, I don't care. Respecting your wife is not henpecked, and there is nothing to be ashamed of."

Xiyu closed the box, turned and stared at him with a burning gaze.

Could it be that this guy has changed his heart? He is like a gourd with its mouth sawed off on normal days, but today he can speak so well.

Speaking of this, Yinzhen pulled the young concubine's hand with one hand, put his other hand around her waist and put her on his lap, then leaned slightly towards the young concubine, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his lips.

"I didn't know that Fu Jin had such a strong possessiveness."

A handsome face suddenly came closer, and Xiyu suddenly felt a little nervous. She held her breath, and her fingertips tightly grasped the other person's clothes.

I wanted to create some distance, but my whole body was held in the other person's arms and I had no way to escape.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, Xiyu lifted her long eyelashes and put her head on the other's neck, whispering, "Only when you like someone can you have a possessive desire."

The sound was barely audible, but the two people were close to each other, so the breath was transmitted to each other's ears without any misgiving.

Yinzhen's fingers were rubbing around Concubine Xiao's waist unconsciously, his dark pupils trembled slightly, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious.

"Yaoyao really speaks according to her heart."

Straightforward, easy to understand, enjoyable to listen to.

He tilted his head slightly and placed a kiss on the young lady's hair.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and the sound of the wheels rolling disappeared at the end of the long street.

After strolling around almost non-stop for the entire morning, when the carriage arrived at the private residence, Xiyu was so sleepy that she fell into Yinzhen's arms.