Chapter 17： When the honest and loyal man was broken (1)

"Master, are you awake?"

Qi Yan opened his eyes, and a surprise sound suddenly sounded in his ear.

Looking at the carved solid wood bed board, Qi Yan burst into his head with a needle-like pain, causing him to frown and take a deep breath.

[Host, please receive the background of this mission. ]

This is an overhead passage. The hostess, He Hui, traveled to the prime minister's unfavorable maid. A few days ago, the Holy Ghost ordered the daughter of the prime minister to marry the general Puyang Zheng. But Pu Yangzheng's previous wives all died within a month after they were married, and a curse spread.

The prime minister loved the girl, but was no match for the girl's cry, so he put his daughter-in-law He Hui into the tiger's den.

However, He Hui, who was wise and wise, confident and proud, attracted the upright Puyang Zheng, and warmed his cold heart in the **** battle on the battlefield, so after experiencing a battle of imperial power to kill his enemies, the two People retreat to the hidden valley and live a free life.

And Qi Yan's role this time is behind the boss of the largest blue building in Beijing-the enchanting beautiful male Qi Yan.

Now is the time when the emperor just decided to be the prime minister to marry the girl, the male and female owners have not met yet, and he is just the boss behind him.

Qi Yan's eyes flickered, and as usual, he took a smile that charmed all beings and looked at the little waiter who was about to wait for him to clean up.

"What do you think, little fool." By the past, he took away the warm and damp veil from his hand: "Tell me, is there any big list in the building recently?"

The little waiter bowed his head abruptly, blushing and whispered, "No, there are no guests coming..."

"Huh?" The lazy and cocked tail sounds exciting: "Really?"

"Really--" Little waiter hadn't finished talking, and suddenly it seemed like he remembered something: "Ah, yes! A few days ago, the general mansion sent someone to spread the word, asking our building's singer Ji Ji to go to the general mansion tomorrow to help."

"Tomorrow?" Carelessly wiped off the cheeks like shelled eggs: "Choose a good person, don't make any mistakes."

"No, it's Sister Ning Yuan this time."

"The General's Mansion is no better than others..." Qi Yan's voice showed some seriousness. He beckoned and sent the waiter: "Go down and talk, and I will go together tomorrow."

"……Yes."

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This is the first time that the General's Palace has passed on Ji Ji.

The beautiful throat is a must-have coagulation kite.

No one knows in the capital, there are good things in the Hehuan Building: Ning Yuan girl's singing is soft and beautiful, and there is no ancient people before the dance of the Lianchuan girl. In short, the goodness of the Hehuan Building everywhere, the people who often go to visit can't tell.

The general is stationed at the border, and this mansion in Beijing is like an empty house. This victory and return to North Korea, naturally banquet guests. The general should have never heard of Ningxuan. The singer Ji invited this time is afraid to hear what people say.

Sitting in Ningyan's sedan chair, Qi Yan flicked the white jade in his hand, with a faint expression on his face.

"Why is Master so happy?" Ning Kyu poured a cup of warm tea and passed it over. After he took it, he gently kneaded his shoulder.

"Oh? How is Master Ben happy?"

"Master, if you don't say it, Ningxuan also sees it." With a snorting, Ningxuan raised his head and looked at Qi Yan with a ruddy complexion.

The man in front of him was so beautiful, so suffocating.

If he were a woman... there would be no more beautiful women that day.

Ning kite's face was covered with obsession, and the pressure of his fingers against his shoulders became softer.

And the next second, Qi Yan flicked her hand away.

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