"Say it again." Qi Yuan waved his hand and bid farewell to Jiang Wenqiu.
When he returned to Bai's house, the light in Bai's room was still on.
The seventh Prince blew a cool breeze in the yard for a while, and stood outside Bai Qinghu's room.
He reached out and struck three times.
Bai Qingzhen opened the door and saw that it was him. His face was light: "it's late at night. What's the matter with Wang Ye?"
Qi Yuan pulled his sleeve and led him to the kitchen door: "I've fixed it."
Bai Qingzhen was slightly stunned. He just stirred his eyebrows and didn't say anything yet. Qi Yuan had already said to himself: "it's a full month and eleven days. Qingqing, I just want you to know that even if you say something casually, I will try my best to finish it."
His eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with deep feeling, and the peach blossom eyes curved into a beautiful appearance.
Bai Qinghe bowed his head slightly.
For a long time, he suddenly began to smile.
The smile was light, with a hint of sarcasm: "Lord, there are only you and me at the moment. Do you want to make a scene?"
Qi Yuan a stagnation: "Qingqing..."
"Wang Ye repaired the kitchen for a month and eleven days, and Wei Chen stayed in the Yamen for a month and eleven days. Let the Lord search the study and bedroom, "Bai Qinghu raised his head," why, is the Lord not satisfied? "
Qi Yuan was stunned.
For a moment, he sighed: "so you all know."
"It seems that in your eyes, it's ridiculous for me to pretend to be romantic and keep a low profile."
Bai Qingzhen said: "since the prince came out of the palace, every year the son of Fufeng has been under the flag. Chen Yanshu guarded Northern Xinjiang and connected with Liao. Jiang Wenqiu has exquisite mind and is also the richest man's home. In the name of being romantic, Wang Ye actually attracts people. "
Qi Yuan put away his cynical smile and asked curiously, "what else do you know?"
"I also know," Bai Qingzhen said coldly, "that every year the young master of Fufeng is actually selected under the control of the Lord. But this year, there has been a small change. "
"If I had guessed correctly, this year's Fufeng should have been the new champion."
Qi Yuan looks a coagulation, peach eyes for the first time on the frost.
"The first reason why the Lord stayed in the White House was to investigate the influence of the minister. Second, I want to find out who is the man who put his hand into the Fufeng courtyard. "
The four eyes are opposite, and there is no word for a long time.
After a short time, Qi Yuancai said with a smile, "Qingqing, now I really like you a bit."
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The next day.
The right Prime Minister Mu Zi came to the White House.
Qi Yuan is in a trance under the eaves. When he looks back, he suddenly sees a man dressed like a butterfly, looking at him affectionately.
Qi Yuan trembled in his heart and hurriedly walked over: "Mr. mu."
"Xiao Qi." Mu Zi called in a quiet and resentful way.
His complexion is cold and white, his facial features are like painting, his eyebrows and eyes are long and thin, and his lips are charming, just like the enchanting mountain spirit in the storybook.
"What's the matter with Mr. mu?" Qi Yuan was very supportive.
Mu Zi said wrongly: "yesterday, when people went to the capital, they chose the largest and most conspicuous hot spring bath, but no one came to peep!"
Qi Yuan then scolded: "these people who don't have eyes don't come to peep at Mr. Wang!"
"Are they old and pale?"
"Of course not, sir, I will always be the first beauty in the Western Jin Dynasty."
"Is it better than xiaoqingqing?"
Qi Yuan nodded with a smile: "nature."
Mu Zi's eyes are flowing, and the ending also rises slightly. "Even on Xiao Qingqing's body, hanging half of the country?"