Chapter 6.1: Greetings, Ninth Uncle Chapter 6.1 \nCheng Yujinâs tone was full of annoyance. Although she was a mere decoration, she was nevertheless a beautiful and useful one. As long as old Madam Cheng still willing to support her and Qingfu Junzhu didnât lose her position, she would always be the most honorable eldest young miss of Yichun marquis manor. How many people dare to tell that she spoke nonsense?\n
When Cheng Yujin glared at him, although her round eyes were picturesque, he could see her real emotion hidden there. Cheng Yuanjing thought that the current her was more pleasing to his eyes. It turned out that he actually disliked this girlâs perfect young lady act.
Cheng Yujin was furious, but the man in front of her didnât show even the slightest reaction, and still dare to ask, âIs that all?â
Cheng Yujinâs eyes widened even more. Cheng Yuanjing took her expression as an answer, turned his body, and left, not taking her seriously. Wholly irritated, Cheng Yujin coldly shouted, âNinth uncle!â from behind. No response. She couldnât stand it anymore and hurried up to chase, quickly blocking Cheng Yuanjingâs path.
Cheng Yuanjingâs retinues who followed closely all knew his real identity. A man with neat appearance who looked like a guard frowned. That girl, she dared to block the crown princeâs path, her courage was too big.
The man quickly intervened with a loud voice, âEldest miss ChengâŚâ
If Cheng Yujin paid more attention, she would notice that the guard called her âeldest miss Chengâ. How could a servant address a member of the family he served with her surname?\n
At this moment, however, Cheng Yujin didnât notice this detail. She stood in front of Cheng Yuanjing and looked at him with apparent coldness in her eyes.
It seemed that since the situation had come to the worst, Cheng Yujin simply decided to tear off her âobedient and virtuous young ladyâ skin. She directly confronted: âJust after you came back, ninth uncle saw that kind of scene. Presumably, your impression of me had fallen into rock bottom. But ninth uncle is an elder, and you are already a fourth rank official befitting of that red attire you wear. So why do ninth uncle still need to bother with a niece that hasnât been out of her boudoir? I am not afraid of ninth uncle making jokes out of me, but today my engagement had just been canceled, and my emotion is unstable. Thus my words and actions inevitably become more aggressive. However, though a man is allowed to remarry, a woman cannot. This cancellation wonât have any impact on Huo Changyuan. But for me, even finding a future marriage prospect might be problematic. I have no choice other than make grandfather and grandmother pitying me.â
Cheng Yuanjingâs gaze on Cheng Yujin had no emotion in it. Naturally, he also didnât pity her. âSo, what relation does it have with me?â
Cheng Yujin smiled and said, âOf course, it doesnât have anything to do with ninth uncle. Itâs enough if you keep silent.â
Cheng Yuanjing wanted to laugh a little. In fact, he really laughed. How amusing. He already lived for 19 years, and it was the first time someone dared to control what he could say or not.
The two of them standing very close. Cheng Yuanjing was smiling at her. Although the smile was shallow and didnât reach his eyes, Cheng Yujin still almost got her soul stolen by him.\nThe Chengs had been a prestigious family for five to six generations. After so many years of high-class living, coupled with beautiful concubines who improved the next generationsâ look, none of the Cheng familyâs descendants were ugly. Moreover, thanks to their ancestors who persistently refused to strive higher, indulging themselves in beautiesâ charm, when it reached Cheng Yujinâs generation, the whole family, regardless of gender, when placed among all young masters and young misses in the capital, would all receive the limelight due to their face value alone. However, the most handsome man in Cheng family, or even the most good-looking person Cheng Yujin ever saw, none of them surpassed Cheng Yuanjing.
He was tall, with distinct eyebrows, straight and tall nose bridge. His cheeks had a clearcut shape, each part improved his handsomeness. His skin was also white, with beautiful eyes, thick eyelashes, and thin, red lips.
Such attributes, when a man had them, he could be called beautiful. But Cheng Yuanjingâs beauty wasnât a feminine one, it was the kind that was indifferent to others, eminent and unapproachable.
So he simply showed a little smile, and Cheng Yujin also could clearly feel his alienation, yet still couldnât help being in a trance.
Cheng Yujin hurriedly sobered herself. She couldnât let the man saw that his appearance almost made her lost her soul. Cheng Yujin was about to smooth things over, but after laughed a bit, Cheng Yuanjing brushed past her and quickly walked away.
Cheng Yujin frowned. What did he mean? Did he agree or not?\n\nAll his men were startled. A servant with neat face asked in a low voice, âNinth master, thisâŚâ
Half annoyed and half-amused, Cheng Yuanjing pressed his forehead for a moment. When he raised his head again, his face returned its usual indifference: âShe is just a little girl. Letâs go.â
âYes.â
Cheng Yujin was angry. She was the eldest young miss from a marquis family. Her whole life, it was always her who walked in front of others, never the opposite. Why should she accept Cheng Yuanjingâs impoliteness? So she deliberately walked in front of him and purposely showed even more noble and high posture than usual.
It is a pity that Cheng Yuanjing was tall and had long legs, so he walked faster than her. The two of them actually arrived at old Madam Chengâs Shouâan hall at the same time.