Chapter 388

"Tut tut ~ ~" looking at the information in his hand, Ling Qingyu tut said that he was surprised. Each of these can become the material of zhaidou novels. The ancients were really talented. What human relations and rules were all for outsiders to see. Close the door. There were too many dirty things in the backyard, which made people refresh the lower limit.

"Are these going to be released?" Yan Qi leaned on the soft couch and asked.

"Take it slow. There have been enough news these days. Any more will be abnormal." Ling Qingyu shook his head, put down the information, and turned to Yan Qi.

Yan Qi often didn't see anyone during this period. Even Ying 13 and Ying 9 often only saw one of them. But when they saw those intelligence, Ling Qingyu knew what they were busy with during this period and how hard he worked

Sitting beside him, looking at the beautiful face that was more beautiful because of fatigue, Ling Qingyu felt a pain in her heart and said, "Yan Qi, enough, have a rest for some time."

Yan Qi leaned over, leaned his head on her neck, put his hands around her waist and said, "it's okay, don't worry."

"Yan Qi, Yan San and Zhao are gone, so you can spend more time with me. Don't cross yourself." Ling Qingyu's eyes were wet. Yan Qi's heart pulse was hurt like that. Alan told her several times that Yan Qi's life was picked up. The heart pulse was so thin that it would break at any time and could not be tired at all.

Yan Qi kissed her neck, gave a low laugh, and said, "with you, Yan Qi will not die." Looking up, Ling Qingyu was still worried. She scraped her frown with her fingers and said with a smile, "I know. I'll let them do it more in the future. I'll stay at home with you, and we'll have a leisurely life of enjoying flowers and listening to the piano."

Remembering that there was a piano player living in the mansion, Yan Qi frowned again and said, "what does Cheng Jia want?"

Speaking of Cheng Jia, Ling Qingyu didn't feel a sigh. From the perspective of great cause, this person must be seduced. Cheng Jiasu is talented and famous. As the youngest top scholar in the Zhou Dynasty, he is an official with integrity, acts like a gentleman, and has bandits and gentlemen like learning from each other like pondering. The words in the bookofsongs are the most appropriate to describe him. In Bianjing, he has the potential of a scholar leader, and he has really made great efforts in Yang Zhao's affairs these days, He enticed the students to go, and encouraged them to write the letter. Later, it was also him who directly stood up in the court and argued. He was in the forefront. Not only those students, but also other liquidation officials began to stand up and ask for a thorough investigation of the war. If you have meritorious deeds, you will be rewarded and if you have wrongs, you will be punished.

But this man is too smart. In front of him, Ling Qingyu always felt that he could not be invisible. He saw through it. No wonder Alan said he was short-lived. Why is his head so good?

"By the way, Ying Shi said he wanted to get married." Yan Qi leaned on Ling Qingyu, lifted her hand, and then took tools out of the small makeup box next to her to manicure her nails, as if inadvertently said.

"Really? That's a good thing!" Ling Qingyu's head suddenly turned back and said with a smile, "where's Ying er? You sent him out for so long and didn't find the one you wanted?"

"I'm afraid the two of them will do it together, and shadow two will make people's stomachs bigger." Yan Qi laughed and said that the daughter-in-law of Ying ER and Ying Shi were all people in the Red Mansion. After the Red Mansion was scattered, those who had no backstage, no power and no black heart to kill ordinary people would have a miserable life, especially those groups of new people. If Ying ER and Ying Shi hadn't taken them in under Yan San's tacit recognition at the beginning, I'm afraid there would be no one left now. Yan Qi has seen both of them, strong and loyal. Ling Qingyu has solved the blood oath on Ying ER and Ying Shi last time. Unlike the three of them, Yan Qi also hopes that they can have their own home.

auzw. Seeing Ling Qingyu slightly stunned, Yan Qi's hand weighed a little, which made Ling Qingyu cry with pain. Looking at it wrongly, Fang said, "don't think about those impossible things. I told you last time that they will solve their own things. Don't you know the hearts of nine and thirteen?"

Know, Ling Qingyu sighed and immediately entered July. Yan Qi was willing to stay at home to keep his body, for fear that it had nothing to do with this, but his body was like this. There was still patience there, and Ying Jiu was also injured so badly. I heard that when he finally came back, there was only one breath left, and he didn't rest when he arrived in Bianjing. He was either guarding on the roof or following Yan Qi out. Once she secretly poked his wound, Although Ying Jiu has a strong ability to endure pain, her face is not obvious, but she can still feel the tension of his body, which must still be very painful. We can't use them anymore. If we're not careful, we might even kill them.

"Hmm ~" the lips were bitten hard, Ling Qingyu didn't feel the pain and exhaled, bulging her eyes and staring at Yan Qi who was biting her lips hard.

"Don't think about others when you hold me." Yan Qi let go of her bitten and swollen lip, smiled, and then pasted it gently, but gently tossed and sucked. Just for a while, she let go of her again, bowed her head and continued to manicure her nails.

"Yan Qi, are you Yan Qi?" Lingqingyu asked unconsciously, why do I think it's a different person?

Put her manicured hand down and put away the tools. Yan Qi picked up her hand and pressed it on his chest. He picked up the corner of his eyebrow and asked, "do you want to dig it out?"

Yan Qi is also twenty-five or six years old. Generally, men grow beautiful when they are young. When they grow up, they either become charming and move towards another kind of mature beauty, or they are long and disabled, and their faces and bodies can't be seen. However, the older Yan Qi is, he becomes more amazing. Because he practices martial arts all the year round, his body is not out of shape, but more refined, especially now he takes off his strong clothes and changes into a robe and undress, As soon as the eyebrow corner was picked, the charming charm could not be suppressed.

Run away again! Yan Qi pinched her nose, and the words in her heart wandered around and didn't come out.

It doesn't matter if you don't love Yan Qi. Don't love others and don't ignore Yan Qi anymore.

"Meng Su's people are also coming?" Seeing her eyes bulging again, Yan Qi leaned comfortably against her chest and said. After the yard is divided into two sides, there will be more places to guard. Moreover, once she really holds a cultural party, more people will come, and more people will be escorted. Moreover, the servants are also a little insufficient. I'm afraid that another 100 people will be transferred.

"You said, is it necessary to get so many people just for me?" Ling Qingyu said bitterly. Yes, there are thousands of servants in the aristocratic family, but the master of the family is also dozens of people. What a one bedroom, two bedrooms and three bedrooms, and there are also wives and concubines in groups. How lively it is, but the family of Yang Zhao is dead, and the wife is alone. The whole residence is full of one and a half master (half of them are Alan), and the things around her, even if she repeatedly emphasizes that she has the ability to take care of herself, Yan San used to do it all, but now Ying 13, Ying 9 and Su Mu have done it all. This time, Bai Wei came over and was unemployed again. She could only take the servant girls to do some peripheral work. In this way, she said that there were fewer people?

"If you want to entertain, someone must serve you. The people sent by Cai Jingfang are not bad this time. They all understand the rules and have skills, but the male servant is still a little inadequate." Yan Qi slowly closed his eyes as he spoke.

"Yan Qi?" Ling Qingyu called softly. Seeing that he was just hum for a while and his eyes were still closed, he got down on the soft couch and hugged him to bed.

Never let him go out again, and never let him go on this July 14th!

The body in his hand was an adult man, but it was so light that Ling Qingyu's heart trembled slightly.