After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

The two sisters got on the carriage talking and laughing. Song Xiaoniang, who was not far away, witnessed this scene and her face was so gloomy that water almost dripped out of it.

Seeing this, the maid beside her whispered cautiously: "I really don't know what kind of magic potion the eldest lady gave to the seventh lady. Not only did she go against the wishes of the second lady, but she also moved out of her original residence."

"Ever since the Seventh Miss moved out, she hasn't come back to see the Second Madam once. She must have been instigated by the Eldest Miss!" The maid said indignantly.

Song Xiaoniang's expression became uglier and uglier. "Okay, I know all this, so you don't need to say anything more! Go and send a letter to the prince!"

"Yes!" The maid hurriedly trotted away. Only then did Song Xiaoniang dare to lower her voice and curse viciously to vent her dissatisfaction and anger in her heart.

What if Cui Yunhe no longer obeys her orders?

After all, that was her own daughter!

For the honor and wealth of her family, she must keep Cui Yunhe firmly under her control at all costs!

At this moment, Cui Rongrong and Cui Yunhe had already arrived at the teahouse.

Although the weather today is colder than yesterday, the sun is shining brightly and the teahouse is already crowded with people.

Fortunately, they were lucky and found a corner seat near the window, so their trip was not in vain.

After sitting down, Cui Yunhe breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately we arrived in time, otherwise even this corner seat would be gone."

Cui Rongrong ordered the waiter to serve tea and various snacks. At the same time, the storyteller clapped the wake-up stick in his hand, and the originally noisy hall suddenly became silent.

The storyteller used his vivid tone to narrate the tortuous and moving love story between the talented scholar and the beautiful lady. The audience was fascinated by the story. Cui Yunhe was one of them. She even had tears in her eyes during some touching passages.

Cui Rong handed her a handkerchief helplessly and said, "It's just a fictional story. Why did you cry when you heard it?"

Cui Yunhe took the handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her eyes. "This kind of love can probably only be seen in books. It's really enviable."

As they were talking, a well-dressed young man suddenly walked up to their table with light steps and elegant manners.

"My dear ladies, my prince has sent me here specially to sincerely invite you to go upstairs to the private room to enjoy a very interesting storytelling."

The man was young, with a handsome face, and was obviously a servant in the mansion. He had a perfect smile on his face, but his eyes could not hide respect as he looked at Cui Rongrong and Cui Yunhe.

Cui Rong frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, and then she looked in the direction indicated by the servant and looked towards the beautifully decorated box on the second floor.

There seemed to be something unknown hidden there, which made her feel a little wary.

Su Xiuzhu stood not far away, with a smile on his face that seemed warm but was actually meaningful. His eyes gently swept over Cui Rong and finally stopped on Cui Yunhe. There was unspeakable greed and intention in his eyes.

Cui Yunhe sensitively captured this burning and unfriendly gaze, and an inexplicable fear and disgust suddenly surged in her heart. She subconsciously moved closer to her sister.

Cui Rongrong understood what was going on and immediately stood in front of her sister. Her expression was calm and firm, and her tone was gentle. She said to the servant, "Thank you for your kindness, my lord. My sister and I are already very satisfied just listening to the storytelling downstairs. Please convey to us that we sisters appreciate your kindness."

Seeing this, the servant did not show any disappointment on his face. Instead, he changed his strategy and directly invited Cui Yunhe: "If Miss Cui is not convenient, then it would be great if Miss Cui Qi could come with me alone. The prince has already prepared exquisite refreshments and is waiting for Miss Cui Qi to come."

Su Xiuzhu's thoughts were now obvious. Cui Rong glanced at him coldly with a warning in her eyes, and then focused her attention on the servant again.

The corners of her mouth curled up into an imperceptible smile, and her tone was gentle but unyielding: "Your Highness's kindness, we sisters are of course grateful, so we will not refuse. Then, I will trouble you to lead the way for us."

Upon hearing this, the servant frowned slightly, then quickly put on his professional smile. It was obvious that he was prepared for the situation where Cui Yunhe was unwilling to go alone, so he could only accept this compromise.

"Ladies, please follow me," he said flatteringly.

Cui Rongrong gently took her sister's hand, and the two of them stood up and followed the servant up the carved staircase leading to the second floor.

While walking, Cui Yunhe leaned close to her sister's ear and whispered in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Sister, are we really going up? I, I'm a little scared..."

Recalling Su Xiuzhu's disturbing look, Cui Yunhe was filled with anxiety and couldn't imagine how she would cope without her sister's company.

Cui Rongrong gently patted the back of her sister's hand and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, you just need to follow me closely, and you don't have to worry about anything."

Cui Yunhe felt the warmth from her sister's palm, and the panic in her heart gradually subsided, and her clenched hands relaxed a little.

"I wonder when the prince will arrive?" Cui Rongrong suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

The servant paused slightly, obviously surprised by the question. After thinking for a while, he answered honestly: "The prince arrived when the story was halfway through."

When Cui Rongrong heard this, she lowered her eyelids and thought secretly in her heart.

Su Xiuzhu arrived so late, obviously his purpose was not just to listen to the book.

Even if they were occasionally interested, how could they notice the two sisters sitting in an inconspicuous corner?

The location they chose was remote and hidden, and it was almost impossible to be discovered unless someone deliberately guided them.

A cold light flashed across Cui Rong's eyes, and she began to wonder how Su Xiuzhu knew their whereabouts?

The moment she entered the box, Cui Rong lowered her eyes and deeply hid the doubts in her heart.

"It's a match made in heaven. I didn't expect to meet Miss Cui and Miss Cui Qi again here. It seems that the brief reunion in the Taoist temple last time is not over. God has given us another chance to meet again."

Su Xiuzhu's voice sounded, with a hint of urgency in his glib tone, and his eyes were fixed directly on Cui Yunhe.

Cui Rong stood in front of her sister calmly, with a polite but distant smile on her face: "It is indeed a coincidence. When I first met the prince, I thought someone had leaked our whereabouts. After all, in such a big capital, it is rare to meet by chance."

Su Xiuzhu's smile froze at this moment, obviously not expecting Cui Rongrong's keen insight.

He quickly adjusted his mood and tried to ease the awkwardness with a relaxed tone: "It is precisely because of such coincidences that it seems that there is a deep bond between us."