The snowflakes outside fall to the ground, not dense, but also interesting.
Lai Zesheng held the hand stove prepared by the people below and sat at the desk in the outer Hall of the bedroom reading.
He turned it into a miscellaneous book.
No one believes that the prime minister has such a bad hobby. He especially likes reading miscellaneous notes.
Unlike Wang Qingjie, a nerd, he reads thousands of books and travels thousands of miles.
Wang Qingjie has also been married for several years. He has gone to any region in the southeast and northwest over the years.
His official rank is also getting bigger and bigger. He must be transferred to the capital in the past two years.
Lai Zesheng turned a new page in writing.
Thinking of Wang Qingjie, his eyes showed longing.
That guy lives a natural and unrestrained life, running with his wife in the southeast and northwest.
"Sir, there are guests."
The housekeeper suddenly came in.
Lai Zesheng frowned and thought he was still visiting the officials in the hall.
Just about to wave and let the housekeeper send it away.
"It's the commander in chief of royal guards." the housekeeper thought of someone and looked at his master strangely.
Hearing the housekeeper's next words, Lai Zesheng stretched out his hand and turned.
"Oh? Then don't invite anyone in." Lai Zesheng naturally withdrew his hand.
The housekeeper was reluctant to talk, but seeing the smile from the corner of his master's mouth, he slowly withdrew from the room.
Thinking of Mao Lin's injury, waiting outside at this time, Lai Zesheng couldn't sit still.
He got up and walked around the desk.
The housekeeper brought Mao Lin to the hall of the front yard.
Lai Zesheng stood at the door outside the bedroom, waiting for the housekeeper to lead people over.
However, when they really appeared, Lai Zesheng's pupils contracted.
A man followed behind the housekeeper, wearing red robes and hoods.
Such a color is too flirtatious, especially the peony embroidered on it.
He even thought for the first time if someone came to visit in the name of Mao Lin, the commander of the royal guards.
However, what made Lai Zesheng's face crack was that the man behind the housekeeper raised his head.
It's him!
This is Shi Maolin, commander in chief of royal guards.
Lai Zesheng looked at the charming and gorgeous face, his lips closed tightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Such a face is really... He can't control it.
This man is a goblin.
The housekeeper led the man down the steps of the door and did not go any further.
Without saying anything, he stepped back three steps silently, then turned and left the courtyard.
Lai Zesheng stared at Mao Lin standing under the steps, dressed in Peony embroidered red clothes.
The other party smiled shyly at him, and there was no half Rouge powder on his face.
But he was so stunned that Lai Zesheng's eyes could not be removed from his charming face.
Mao Lin blushed when he saw this, and stretched out his hand to pull the edge of his red robe.
Lai Zesheng regained consciousness when he saw his nervous action.
He clenched his teeth to sober himself up, with a gentle smile on his face, "I don't know what commander Mao meant?"
Mao Lin bit his lip and raised his head.
He was clear and pure, but his eyes looked directly at Lai Zesheng like a hook.
"I don't know if the guest said he would take me to the mansion, but now he still counts?"
Mao Lin summoned up great courage to say this.
Lai Zesheng frowned and looked at him puzzled.
Suddenly, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe looking at the young man standing under the steps.
Staring at his gorgeous face, trying to find something from it.
He couldn't believe it and asked, "is it you?"