The moon is cool.

At this time, the other hospital on the right side of a room.

A dim yellow candle light was on, reflecting a slightly gloomy face under the candle light. At this time, he was writing on a piece of silk cloth with a brush.

There is a small square inkstone in the upper right corner of the candlestick. The excellent Duan inkstone was presented to Wang Shizi of Xiangyang by Yin Jing of Duanzhou Prefecture. Later, he was rewarded for his sincerity.

Luo San is literate, and he is also literate. Although he was a little boy with Qi Xuan at that time, he was no different from accompany reading. Qi Xuan was generous and didn't regard him as the present person. When he studied, he let him study with him.

Although he is not as talented as Qi Xuan, he has seen a lot, and naturally he knows something about these things. Moreover, Qi Xuan's teachers were all great Confucians. Although they turned a blind eye to a servant, they naturally did not have the patience to teach him. Therefore, Qi Xuan even taught him his words.

When he thought of Qi Xuan, he thought of the man who was still smiling mildly, but could not change his face. His heart sank unconsciously.

Now Qi Xuan makes him unable to see through. He is too deep. To him, he always feels that nothing can escape.

There was so much noise tonight. How could he not know that housekeeper Wu had brought someone in? In fact, he didn't want to pass the news to Shizi at all, but he received his letter yesterday and mentioned his parents. He felt that Shizi's tone was already a little impatient.

How could he not know that there was a threat in his words, but it is clear that he has been spreading news these days. What is his dissatisfaction? If the speed of transmission is too frequent, it will be found by master Xuan.

When he thought of this problem, he held up his pen slightly, and a drop of ink fell directly on the silk cloth, which produced a large amount of ink.

These days, he has been in the room, should not find his action...

feeling inexplicably bad, he was about to put the silk cloth in front of the candle to burn, he saw a shadow suddenly appeared on the snow-white silk cloth.

The candle flickered twice and went out with a "poof". The moonlight seemed to be blocked, and the room fell into darkness. In his heart, he raised his head a little bit, and the figure leaning against the window came into his eyes.

The man's face with a gentle smile, the half of the side face under the moonlight is more and more handsome, but the half face hidden in the shadow is infected with a trace of evil for no reason.

In fact, in terms of appearance, both Xiangyang king and qiche are very good. After all, the foundation is there, and the difference will not go far. However, if the skin looks the best, it is the abandoned former son in front of him, Qi Xuan.

Before he was abolished, Qi Xuan had always been the most beautiful man in the capital. At that time, there were many women who wanted to marry him. They were young and romantic. They were beautiful in appearance, noble in status and good at both literature and martial arts. If they hadn't ordered the first lady of the left prime minister's family early, the matchmaker would have broken the threshold of the palace. At that time, many young ladies in the capital would have broken it handkerchief.

Later, although lonely, but there are still a lot of young ladies want to marry him, not for anything else. It is no exaggeration to say that with that face, he has been the dream lover of countless girls.

But now, looking at Zhang Junmei's extremely beautiful face, he only feels chilly. This person... Isn't this person in the main courtyard? How can... Be here?

"Luo San, how have you been recently?" Qi Xuan smiles and looks at the man holding a piece of silk cloth in his hand. The fear on his face suddenly makes him feel boring. He can see that he is really afraid of him now.

When he was good to him, he easily betrayed him, but now he is true to him, but he began to tremble, it is very boring.

Why is human nature so strange.

"In fact, it has nothing to do with human nature," Tang Xiaotang said, "but some people are just like this. They can't stand the kindness of others. This kind of people is called cheap and flustered."

"So cheap?" Qi Xuan repeated with a smile: "you are right. This description is accurate."

When Luo San saw that he was laughing deeply, his heart was even colder. He was holding the silk cloth in his hand, as if holding all the hot potatoes. He wanted to throw them away, but he couldn't.

"Gonggonggong, Gongzi..." he stammered at the person in front of him, but he didn't say a word, which made Luo San's heart seem to be immersed in ice water and cool thoroughly: "slave, slave... Good..."

"I think you're doing well too," Qi Xuan played with the jade pendant in his hand, and the superior Lanzhi jade was in the moonlight Faint light: "have the mood to write a letter, must be too leisurely."

"Slaves, slaves... Slaves are forced!"

Hearing that he broke his own story, Luo San finally knelt on the ground: "it's the son of the world! He forced the slave with his parents! I have to be a slave

This time he was sincere. He really didn't want to provoke Qi Xuan any more. He really didn't know when he would send him to death with a smile.www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!