Chapter 327

Qi Yuan lowered his head and thought about it. At last, he shook his head and said in a low voice: "still can't, I think, Qingqing doesn't want to see me."

At the gate of the palace, he nodded to Qi Rong: "brother Wang, please."

Qi Rong got on the carriage, opened the curtain, and could see Qi Yuan's back as he left. He dropped his long eyelashes and didn't know what he was thinking.

Xue Du asked outside the carriage, "Wang Ye, are you going to Bai Fu?"

"Well, I'll go and see ah Heng."

That day in Chenxing village, in order to save Chen Yang, Bai Qingzhen received an arrow on his back.

It was he who rushed back to the capital with Bai Qingzhen in his arms.

He is so thin, light as a feather, as if he would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

He held people, turned into Mu Zi's yard, pulled Mu Zi out of bed.

Mu Zi was very angry. He looked at the pale white man in his arms and swallowed his words.

After driving Qi Rong out, he turns to talk to Bai Qingzhen who has been in a coma.

Qi Rong looked at Bai Qingzhen's injury, he knew that the arrow did not hit the key, not enough to die.

But just in case.

His body is weaker than others. In case

Qi Rong stretched out his hand. On his slender fingers, there were dark blood stains that had been coagulated.

White blood.

He looked at the bloodstain, until Mu Zi pushed open the door and came out and said, "he's OK."

The strength of the whole body seems to come back in an instant.

Together with the surrounding moonlight, stars, cicadas, tree shadows, all of a sudden vivid up.

Qi Rong finds an excuse for Bai Qingzhen to ask for his sick leave.

Don't let others know about going to Chenxing village. Those officers and soldiers of that day were all small seven people, so naturally they would not say that Bai Qingzhen was also at the scene.

Qing emperor asked a few words, but also Qi Rong perfunctory past.

After a while, the carriage stopped suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Qi Rong asked

Xue Du's voice came in from the outside: "Lord, Lord Xiaobai is in the restaurant."

Qi Rong was stunned. He opened the curtain and saw the sick young man sitting on the second floor in his ordinary green clothes, holding his wine cup to him.

"I can't stay idle." Qi Rong shook his head. He got out of the sedan chair and went to the restaurant.

If he had nothing to do, he would not wait for this time to drink in this place.

He is waiting for him.

Qi Rong went upstairs. Bai Qingzhen waved his hand and Liu Bo went to the other side.

He sat down opposite Bai Qingzhen, who pushed him a glass of wine.

Qi Rong pinched the glass and frowned: "how did you get out?"

"The injury is not serious," Bai Qingzhen hooked his lips, and his eyes fell on the traffic downstairs. "I'm here specially to wait for my fourth brother."

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

Bai Qingzhen's lips rose slightly, glanced downstairs and motioned to Qi Rong to see, "wait for the fourth brother to see a play."

Qi Rong was puzzled and looked down.

There are a lot of people gathering downstairs. I don't know why.

A clear female voice raised the volume: "at the foot of the emperor, where is such a reason?"

"My grandfather and I are living well in the old house. Suddenly, a group of people came and said that they were going to tear down the house. They also said that it was the will of the emperor. But the house has been torn down. Where will my grandfather and I live? "

"I didn't believe it, so I went into the capital with my grandfather to ask the emperor for an explanation."

Qi Rong followed the voice and looked into the crowd. She was a little girl in a goose yellow dress. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She had apricot eyes and peach cheeks and was very watery.