Chapter 556

Although Bingwen's step was very light, it still startled Cong ting in the yard. When Cong Ting saw him, he smiled and said, "I know you're coming. Lord Hou is in the study."

Bingwen tried his best to hold a smile and responded to him. Then he followed him to the outside of the study.

The house was very quiet. Bingwen stood outside the house for a moment. There was no movement inside. As he gently pushed open the door, there was a sound of "pa" in his ear.

Next to the window side table, there are the figures of two men.

The fire stove in the house was very warm, the fire was still cooking hot tea, steaming hot steam, and a thick white fog was fainted on the window.

Their faces were very ruddy. The Marquis still maintained the posture of having just lost a son. He turned to look at him and waved to him.

The other man followed the step of the Marquis, then dropped a son, and just looked up at Bingwen.

Bingwen made a salute and said to the Marquis, "there is a wind in the palace that you are ill. I can't help but come and have a look."

The Marquis motioned him to sit down and speak: "it's just to avoid the limelight. You're so smart that you can't guess."

Bingwen bowed his head slightly and pursed his lips: "I guess I guessed it. If you don't look at it in person, you're not at ease."

The man opposite pointed at the white son he had just fallen and reminded the Marquis, "it's your turn to fall."

The Marquis took a look at the position of his son, took a draw from the corner of his mouth, and then mixed his hands on the chessboard: "no, no, let you play first."

The man's long and narrow Phoenix eyes contained a trace of helplessness, and with a smile, "what the Marquis said is."

Bingwen listened to the familiar voice and looked up to see his comfortable posture. Although his appearance changed after changing face, he looked as calm and calm as before, without any worry and panic.

Bingwen pressed down his dissatisfaction and said in a deep voice to him, "I've done what your highness King Mo told me. What's the matter with the young master?"

Seeing that he was not worried about his face, the Marquis comforted him with a voice: "don't look at his surface steady, but in fact he is more anxious than you."

Bingwen sniffed: "really? I'm so clumsy. I really didn't see it."

Xiao mubai stretched out his hand to stop the Marquis who had to speak, and said faintly, "go back and have a rest as soon as you're done. You can only wait for your energy."

Bingwen got up, clenched his fist, clenched his teeth and asked the Marquis, "do you really want to hand over the young master's life to him?"

The Marquis got up and walked to him, patted him on the shoulder to appease him: "Your Highness King Mo has his own plan. I heard that you didn't sleep all night yesterday, and you're busy now. Hurry to have a rest. Su Qian'an's room is still empty there, and the bedding is ready-made. Why don't you go there and sleep for a while?"

Bingwen's face was a little calm, thinking that the Marquis was always the one who loved the beginning of summer most. Since he said so, it must be that Xiao mubai's arrangement was indeed stable, so that the Marquis could play chess here safely at the moment.

"No." When Xiao mubai's complexion improved slightly, he suddenly began to speak coldly, and then said, "go to sleep, sleep in the Raven room."

Bingwen's anger has just been suppressed, but it can't stop rising again. Even if Xiao mubai has Zhou Xiang's plan, it's a fact that it's snowing in the early summer and suffering in that cage.

As long as he suffers from the crime in early summer, Yu Bingwen believes that proper planning is not bullshit.

However, the Marquis has made it clear that he should not compete with Xiao mubai. Bingwen can only say with his neck: "why can't I sleep in Qian'an's room? Maybe the Raven will come back today."

The Marquis finally showed a trace of worry, and his tone was a little low: "if the Raven wants to come back, he must have come back last night..."

Bingwen was speechless for a moment. Yes, if the Raven was in Beijing, he was exiled in the street in the early summer yesterday. According to his character, he would not hesitate to choose a city alone.

Just when the Marquis and Bingwen were depressed, Xiao mubai said, "no one can keep Raven's martial arts. He's just stupid. I'm afraid he'll be cheated and won't come back for a moment."

Lord Hou and Bingwen looked at each other and agreed with him.

Xiao mubai then said to Bingwen, "before Qian'an's room, the king was sleeping..."

Bingwen took a smoke from the corner of his mouth: "who is rare? I'll go back to Mingxiang garden."

The Marquis looked at him, saluted and left, and stopped: "sleeping in the Raven's room is the same."

Bingwen shook his head. Although the raven is stupid and small-minded, he might as well be beaten by the side. He doesn't want to be beaten when he comes back.

The Marquis looked at Bingwen's back and complained to Xiao mubai: "you don't live in Yunyi's room now. Why don't you let him sleep."

Xiao mubai did not retort, but sighed, "I won't live for a few days."

The Marquis walked back to the side of the case, took a sip of hot tea and said, "Han SA is going back to Beijing under the banner of the king of ink?"

Xiao mubai nodded and said, "well, let him pinch the date and come back with the five princes at the same time."

The Marquis put the tea lamp aside, picked up the sunspots on the chessboard and said, "you're going back to King Mo's house. Take advantage of these days to have two more sets?"

Xiao Mu was pale and hesitated. "I want to hurry up and see ah Chu..."

The Hou Ye picked up the son's hand and paused. His face was cold and scolded him: "how can children and women be affectionate at this moment."

Xiao mubai pinched his eyebrows: "Hou ye, you don't care about your daughter at all."

Hou Ye continued to pick up the sunspot: "his own choice, what's the use of my heartache? No heartache!"

Seeing that he picked up the sunspots one by one, Xiao mubai made great efforts to pinch one of them. His tone of voice was also negative. He shook his head helplessly: "but..."

"But what can be." The Marquis threw the sunspot in his hand into the chess jar, and there was a sound of "clatter". He raised his head and looked angrily at Xiao mubai: "I still love that the cabbage has been arched. Is it useful?"

……

"Well." Xiao mubai was speechless for a moment.

This problem is too resourceful for him to solve.

When the Marquis saw that he was speechless, he was afraid that he would steal it in private. He still had to run to him and said solemnly to him, "since you have suffered a crime, you can't suffer this trip in vain. Whether you go or not, you can't change his situation now. You have to risk being found out and don't cause more trouble."

Xiao mubai saw him pick up the teacup and quickly added some tea to him: "what the Marquis taught is..."

The Marquis' tut 'sighed: "in the past, I always thought you were cold-blooded and afraid that Yunyi would be wronged. Now I want to persuade you not to be emotional..."