Chapter 294

"My Lord," said Liu Bo, the housekeeper, looking up at the young man sitting at the table, "Lord yuan has sent someone here again."

The young man was dressed in a white dress, which made his skin as clear as jade.

He frowned, his eyes were clear and cool, and his tone was a little impatient: "what did he send?"

Uncle Liu wiped the sweat on his forehead: "yes, it's Peony From Zhuque street to the end of the street. The people are all watching... "

Liu Bo's voice is getting smaller and smaller.

The young man suddenly smiles.

He was so beautiful that his smile showed a thrilling charm. But the corner of the lip is hooked, but the eyes are cold.

Uncle Liu couldn't help shaking.

"Tell Qi Yuan's people that if he doesn't clean up the street, I'll go to the palace to face the saint and play the charge of Qi Yuan's poor discipline and disturbing the public order."

As soon as Bai Qingzhen's voice fell, he saw someone slowly push the door open and smile at him frivolously against the doorframe: "Qingqing, are you really so cruel?"

Liu Bo's heart jumped, and he didn't dare to look at Bai Qingzhen's face. He was a little far away from them in silence.

"Qi Yuan." Bai Qingzhen's face was cold, and these two words were almost extruded from his teeth.

Who is Qi Yuan?

The most famous Seven princes in the capital, the second son of the queen and the younger brother of the former prince.

Unfortunately, the Prince did not seem to have any interest in court politics. He was more familiar with the name of the swineherd in Hualiu Lane than the name of the important minister in the court.

The most talked about topic is the prince, a good man.

In the great Jin Dynasty, people's fashion was open, so no one would criticize Qi Yuan for it.

In the past, Qi Yuan spent a lot of time to please those young masters. But this time, he saw a hard role - Jing Zhaoyin Bai Qingzhen.

When it comes to innocence, people in the capital can't help changing their colors. This little white adult, with a harmless face, can do things without ambiguity.

Not to mention the common people, even the emperor would shake three times when he saw that Xiaobai was angry.

So when Qi Yuan knocked on Bai Qinghe, it aroused many people's heart to watch.

On the first day, Qi Yuan sent dozens of pots of roses into Bai's house, and they were thrown out impolitely by Bai's messenger.

In the days after that, the seventh Prince kept sending all kinds of flowers in different places, which once made the White House fragrant and full of bees and butterflies.

Bai Qingzhen raised his eyes and glanced at Qi Yuan: "seven kings, my humble minister, the temple here is too small for you, the Great Buddha. Please leave."

"And those messy flowers, please take them with you."

"Those things are not important," Qi Yuan was born with a romantic look, deep eyes, as if full of deep love, "Qingqing, I just want to take you away."

Liu Bo left them a little further in silence, and the seven princes' desire for survival was really zero.

Qi Yuan walked into the room fearing no death. In a few steps, he came to Bai Qingzhen: "Qingqing, don't read these official documents all day. How about going to enjoy the flowers?"

"Enjoy the flowers?" Bai Qingzhen picked the tip of his eyebrows, raised his thin lips and said in a slow voice, "OK, let's go and enjoy a day fireworks."

"What?" Qi Yuan was stunned.

Just then, a loud noise shook the sky.

Liu stretched out his head and looked out. He saw a mushroom cloud rising from the East.