The dream came to an abrupt end.
Qi Rong opened his eyes and lay on the bed for a long time.
He suddenly felt something unreal.
Are the images in his memory the real things that happened, or just the dreams that he couldn't do for others at night.
Is his ah Heng long since he was a teenager.
And then this little white adult with a smile on his lips. Actually, it has nothing to do with him.
It's always he who's trying to force, it's always he who's trying to do something wrong.
Qi Rong got up a little late today. Xue Du knocked on the door doubtfully: "Wang Ye, Wang Ye?"
"I'm fine."
Qi Rong while finishing clothes, asked: "what's the matter?"
Xue Du said outside the door, "Lord Xiaobai is here."
Qi Rong's movement is stagnant.
After a short time, he said in a slow voice, "I know."
He raised his eyes and saw a bronze mirror in front of him.
Qi Rong looked in the mirror for a long time. Finally, he put his hand in the corner of his lip and raised it slightly.
It's the fourth prince with a gentle smile in front of me again.
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Bai Qinghe sits in the hall, and Xue Du serves him a cup of tea.
He held the cup but didn't drink it. He was absent-minded.
Xue Du stood aside, looked at Lord Xiaobai, and thought about the difference in his heart. How could he be one or two today.
"Lord Xiaobai," Xue Du couldn't help saying, "it seems that the tea is a little cold. Can I have another cup for you?"
Bai Qingzhen slowly raised his head, "no need."
When Xue Du saw that his appearance was really unusual, he said nothing more.
After a while, Qi Rong came.
Bai qingjuan heard the voice, looked up at him, and quickly dropped his head.
"What's the matter?" Qi Rong sat down opposite him and waved. Xue Du handed him another cup of tea.
He pecked a mouthful of green tea and coughed when he saw that Bai Qingzhen didn't respond for a long time.
Bai Qingzhen just seemed to wake up from a dream. He looked at Qi Rong in a daze, but he asked, "do you want to get a wife?"
"Who told you that?" Qi Rong frowned and quickly responded, "what did Du Ruoxin tell you?"
"Do you really want a wife?" Bai Qingzhen asked this question regardless.
He clearly looked at Qi Rong, but his eyes seemed to have nothing, no focus.
Qi Rong said: "I..."
"In fact, Miss Du," it is clear that Bai Qingzhen asked first, but he stopped what Qi Rong was going to say, "Miss Du is a good choice."
Qi Rong clenched his hand holding the teacup. He raised his eyebrow and said, "what did you say?"
"I said," Bai Qingchen lowered his long eyelashes and looked at the red elm table. "I said that if the prince could marry Du Ruoxin, he would get the support of the Du family. Mr. DuGe is well-known and has a wide range of contacts. He can make a great contribution to the prince's career. "
"So, Lord, if the Du family really wants to be queen, it's not impossible."
At first, Bai Qingzhen said that there was still some pause. The further back he went, the more fluent he was.
Seriously, coldly and quietly to Qi Rong analysis of the pros and cons.
If the Lord can marry Miss Du, it's really a good thing.
If Qi Rong wants to be an emperor, someone has to be the queen.
It's not that he didn't think about it, but he didn't think it would appear in front of him so soon.
If Qi Rong wants to be an emperor, someone has to be the queen.
It's not that he didn't think about it, but he didn't think it would appear in front of him so soon.