Chapter 300

When the emperor heard that she was going to see someone, he frowned gently and asked, "are you going to see Bai zhantang?"

The emperor remembered that when he came to see Bai zhantang here, she and Bai zhantang were really connected!

Leng Qingyan didn't hide it and said frankly, "yes! I want to see Bai zhantang!" the good news Bai zhantang said, Leng Qingyan urgently wanted to understand.

"Remember what I said. If you tangle with him again, I don't mind doing another evil thing." the emperor turned and left.

Leng Qingyan automatically ignored the threat words in the emperor's mouth and wasted the strength of nine cattle and two tigers. She got up and walked outside. When she came to the door, she just saw Shua Erlang saying to Shua Erlang, "Erlang, you go with me!"

Shua Erlang was stunned for a moment. Just when he wanted to promise Leng Qingyan, the emperor's voice came from a distance and said, "Shua Erlang, you are now my Imperial Guard with a sword. Remember your identity. You are not her slave. You can't go without what I told you."

Shua Erlang frowned. He only wanted to stay with Leng Qingyan before asking the emperor to let him into the palace. Unexpectedly, he was ordered by the emperor, bit his teeth, looked at Leng Qingyan awkwardly and said, "master..."

"Your master is me, and you don't need to guard here." the emperor had arrived in front of Shua Erlang, and coldly interrupted Shua Erlang's words.

"Just!" Leng Qingyan turned and left.

The emperor stared at Leng Qingyan's far back for a long time. He took back his eyes and said to Shua Erlang, "Shua Erlang, my woman is very excellent, but it's not what you can think of. If you are honest and obedient, I can give you a bright future. If you dare to make her idea, don't blame me for not being half friendly to you."

After the emperor warned Jiro, he turned and left.

Playing Erlang stood and looked at the back of the emperor, his eyes gradually cold

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Bai zhantang is dressed like Duanmu Fenghua these days. Many people know him when walking on the street. Leng Qingyan goes out and knows where he is.

Dongjiang teahouse is different from the teahouse in Beijing. The decoration style is different from that of Linxing building. It gives people the feeling that it is simple and complex. The walls are full of calligraphy and paintings. Those fonts are all rare words that are cold and unknown. Calligraphy is good calligraphy, but all kinds of charm are not realized.

There is an unwritten rule in the teahouse that guests who enter the teahouse cannot bring tea by themselves, and they will not make tea for you. Tea is provided in this teahouse, which is free of charge, but there is a charge for meals.

The operator of the teahouse is also a very smart businessman. The free tea can attract many guests who are reluctant to give up money. When they enter the teahouse and see others greedy for snacks, they will also order one. Under the name of free tea, the owner of the teahouse is also very business minded!

The waiter in the teahouse went to the elegant room on the second floor with a cold face. There was a white exhibition hall in the elegant room. He wore the same clothes as Duanmu Fenghua and painted the same makeup as Duanmu Fenghua. It was really difficult to tell who was who from a distance. When he looked close, he could see the difference.

"Xiaoqingyan, you can count it!" Bai zhantang put down his wine glass and looked at lengqingyan. Lengqingyan glanced at him and said straight to the point: "you said the good news last time, you say it now!"

Bai zhantang gently moved his hand holding the glass, put down the glass, changed a comfortable sitting position, raised his eyes, looked at Leng Qingyan and said, "Qingyan, no matter how many years have passed, you don't want to stay with me. It really makes brother zhantang sad!"

Leng Qingyan was not used to the sinister tone of Bai zhantang, frowned and said, "Bai zhantang, after so many years, you are as disgusting as before, which makes me sick."

Bai zhantang narrowed his eyes and chuckled when he heard the speech. He suddenly stood up, his eyes aligned with Leng Qingyan's eyes, raised a strange smile at the corners of his mouth and said, "Xiao Qingyan, is this your begging attitude? HMM!"

"Do you say it or not!" Leng Qingyan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Bai zhantang and looked directly into his eyes.

"Say, brother zhantang, what can't you tell xiaoqingyan! Ha ha!" Bai zhantang smiled and took a step forward to lengqingyan. At the moment when his eyes met, his heart lost its original rhythm. He could hear lengqingyan's breathing voice at such a close distance.

Bai zhantang felt a little uncomfortable somewhere. His Adam's apple rolled twice and his eyes fell on Leng Qingyan's face. This face was a lot mellow, but in his eyes, Leng Qingyan was still the defensive girl in those years. He involuntarily stretched out his hand to touch her pretty face. She frowned and stepped back to distance herself from Bai zhantang.

"Xiaoqingyan, you won't be afraid! At that time, you were willing to say anything!" Bai zhantang looked at lengqingyan's face with a smile and took a big step forward. Lengqingyan's height was less than his shoulder, and her head directly hit the chest of Bai zhantang.

"Bang, bang, bang!" there was a flustered heartbeat in the white exhibition hall. Leng Qingyan bumped into the strange eyes as soon as she looked up. Some seeping eyes made her step back involuntarily.

"Bai zhantang, you... You don't say... Don't say me..." Leng Qingyan lowered her eyes to hide the confusion at the bottom of her eyes. She spoke intermittently. When she had to step back, a cold hand wrapped around her waist. Before she could react, she was brought into her arms by Bai zhantang.

The embrace of the white exhibition hall was cold and strange, and her heart beat faster. She wanted to push the white exhibition hall away.

"I won't say, can you do anything about me? HMM!" Bai zhantang looked down at the cold face in his arms, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"You... Don't do this, it's bad to be seen!" Leng Qingyan's voice was very gentle, like a gust of wind blowing through his heart.

"What's wrong? Did brother zhantang do anything to you? Even your husband can't do anything to brother zhantang when he sees it." Bai zhantang closed her tight and cold face, didn't let her have room to resist, bowed her head and breathed out in her sensitive earlobe like a orchid: "Xiaoqingyan, have you forgotten what brother zhantang said to you? Don't struggle in the arms of men. The more you struggle, the more men can't stand it."

Bai zhantang's breathing gradually became heavy, and the breath spitting in Leng Qingyan's ears gradually became ambiguous. The cold fingers gently stirred her waist, and the index finger and middle finger played with the thin water color belt. He was patient, and thin and dense sweat appeared on his forehead.

"You let me go!" Leng Qingyan felt something cold against herself behind her body. Her face was slightly red and she stared at Bai zhantang angrily.

Bai zhantang was a little confused, and his body was very soft. His eyes and Leng Qingyan's eyes were more and more eager to stop. The unknown flame on his body was burning wildly. It seemed that there was a beast living in his body. The beast seemed to break through his chest and detect his own strange situation. He hurried to push Leng Qingyan away.

"You go quickly!" Bai zhantang avoided cold Yan's eyes, shook his body and held the chair next to him.

"You haven't told me the good news, I won't go!" Leng Qingyan didn't find Bai zhantang's different mood, stubbornly stood there and looked at Bai zhantang with firm eyes.