Min Zhixing felt more and more embarrassing: "Qin Wuyan, you still have the face to bring that matter with Zhuang Xiaoyu to the table, and you don't feel ashamed."

Qin Wuyan raised his arm slowly, spread out his palm, and the powder scatter from between his fingers, "I was married to Xiao Yu, and I made a blood oath to the moon, why should I be ashamed?

If you forget about those who share weal and woe, this commander is not worthy of being a human being.

What do you think? "

Elders: "..."

Looking at each other in dismay, seeing the teacup being crushed into powder in Qin Wuyan's palm, each of them dared not say a word.

On the contrary, the second leader cheered: "Commander Qin is right. There is nothing shameful about marrying a man and a woman. It is better to be willing to be together than to force them to be together by all means."

This is for Min Zhixing to hear.

Min Hang Xing originally planned to blame Qin Wuyan for the saint girl's illness, but he was too embarrassed to continue to get angry after being disturbed by the second head, especially after seeing Qin Wuyan crush the cup into powder, he felt very sad. The confidence that didn't come was gone.

Has Qin Wuyan started to protest against him?

It's the other way around.

Could it be that he took refuge in...

Min Zhixing's eyes swept over the Erdangjia's body, and his heart was heavy.

Qin Wuyan cupped his hands: "Is there anything else you want?"

Min Hang gritted his teeth: "The saint is very sick..."

Qin Wuyan didn't wait for Min Zhixing to finish, and said decisively, "So, the humble official wants to send the saint back to the saint's palace?"

Min Zhixing: "..."

Min Hang Xing didn't expect Qin Wuyan to dislike his daughter so much, he gritted his teeth: "The saint is recuperating in the mansion..."

Qin Wuyan nodded: "Xiaozhi will go to visit the saint with the young Patriarch."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out, went straight out of the front yard, and walked towards the courtyard where he lived.

Min Rui was basking in the sun in the pavilion, the winter sun was warm, and it was rare to be quiet, plucking the strings and adjusting the timbre of the guzheng.

Seeing Qin Wuyan enter the courtyard, the servant excitedly said, "Young Master, Commander Qin is back."

Min Rui looked up, and saw Qin Wuyan walking in in a hurry. The man was tall and tall, and his uniform was still the same as it was before he left the day before yesterday, and the hem of his clothes was stained with dust.

Under the sun, every time you take a step, a faint light is reflected on the hem of your clothes.

Min Rui narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly.

This kind of radiance is the radiance emitted by the crystal stones that have been ground into powder and sprinkled on the robe.

He sprinkled a thin layer of spar powder on the back of the letter paper. Unless it was under the scorching sun, there would be such traces. Otherwise, most people would seldom pay attention to these things.

This kind of spar that can refract sunlight after being ground into powder is extremely rare, and ordinary people can't get it, but it is useless.

Some women like to sprinkle this kind of thing into the powder, and apply it on the ends of the eyes and brows to increase the style.

But because it is too expensive, few people can afford this kind of thing.

Another use is to use it in finely crafted precious collections.

Min Rui was born rich, so he knew all about these useless luxury things, but Qin Wuyan, who was born poor, knew nothing about these things.

At the moment when he withheld Min Rui's letter to Zhuang Xiaoyu, he opened the envelope and only smelled the unique fragrance of the honey of flowers in the ink fragrance, but he didn't notice that the back of the letter paper was smeared with this layer of fine powder .

When he unfolded the letter paper, the powder drifted down and landed on the hem of his robe. When he walked in the sunlight, if he took a closer look, there was a faint light refracted from the hem of his robe.