Fan Qinghe was wearing a red and yellow winter skirt, leaning against a willow tree with his arms folded, looking at the boat full of talented people and beauties on the lake. His eyes were a little boring, maybe because he felt that these high-spirited literary talents, no matter their appearance or appearance, were
His temperament and conversation are incomparable to those of Night Terror Hall.
After waiting for a long time by the lake, the sentry bird flew back from the night sky, landed on his shoulder and urged me "chirp, chirp, chirp...".
Fan Qinghe secretly thought something was wrong. He immediately turned around and walked quickly with the birds, asking:
"Did something happen at Night Terror Hall?"
"Chiji..."
Birds flew in front and cooed a few words, but unfortunately they didn't understand the meaning.
Fan Qinghe did not dare to be careless, and crossed the Furong Pond along the lake shore, and soon came to the Furong Garden on the east side.
Furong Garden was the place where the host stayed. Chen Hezhi and others arranged to rest here. Because of Ye Jing Hall's superior status, it was specially arranged on the island in the center of the lake with the best scenery.
The small island in the middle of the lake is connected to the shore by a stone bridge, surrounded by flowers and trees. In the middle is a pavilion with a panoramic view of the mountains and rivers. At this time, eight black police officers were patrolling the bridge.
Fan Qinghe quickly crossed the stone bridge and came to the attic. Seeing that there was no one in the large living room on the first floor, he followed the stairs to the second floor.
On the second floor, the study and bedroom facing the lake are integrated. They are separated by a partition bead curtain. There is also a beauty screen in the window. Because it is lit with lights, it looks quite interesting...
Fan Qinghe had just gone up the stairs and paused when he saw this scene. A flash of suspicion flashed in his eyes - could he have tricked me back and then here...
Fan Qinghe was obviously very nervous. He looked around, worried that the Night Terror Hall would suddenly appear. He pushed her down on the bed and kissed her. However, when he looked around, he found that there was a Taoist figure on the canopy bed behind the bead curtain.
sit.
"Night Terror Hall?"
Fan Qinghe quickly came to the front and opened the bead curtain. It could be seen that the black python robe in the Night Terror Hall had been taken off, and he was sitting cross-legged on the bed wearing only close-fitting black clothes. He performed the Menziwu Jue with his hands, his face was slightly red, and his forehead was still red.
With a light white mist.
"Chi chi chi..."
Niaoniao was very worried about Tongtang's night terrors, so she slapped Fan Qinghe's calf with her wings to urge her, probably meaning - help me quickly, Tangtang is about to get ready...
Fan Qinghe saw that something was wrong, and stopped thinking wildly. He came forward and wanted to check Ye Jingtang's pulse. Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, Ye Jingtang put away his left hand.
"Be careful."
Ye Jingtang opened his eyes and pointed to the red marks on his fingertips:
"This poison is very strong, be careful. Look at what this is."
Seeing this, Fan Qinghe became more cautious. He put the handkerchief in his palm, held Ye Jingtang's hand and looked at it carefully. He also fanned with his hand, took a slight smell, and frowned:
"It's the strange poison from Cangshan Hedinghong, Beiliang Canglong Cave. It's not too overbearing, but it's very rare. It's more troublesome to solve..."
Seeing that it was just poison, Ye Jingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I have practiced bathing in fire. As long as you can't die on the spot, it will be fine. Just slowly remove the poison."
Fan Qinghe naturally knew that it was fine, but relying on the bathing in fire to detoxify was very harmful to the spirit. The last time the demon girl was poisoned, she lay in bed for several days. Ye Jingtang has been busy with official duties recently, and has to deal with the menacing Beiliang. How can the killer withstand this torture?
For this reason, Fan Qinghe got up, took a small medicine box from his belongings, and searched inside for various medicines prepared in advance, as well as silver needles and other medical equipment.
Ye Jingtang naturally didn't say anything when he saw this. He untied the belt at his waist and exposed his broad chest.
?
Fan Qinghe was getting something when he noticed that the man next to him began to undress and take off his belt, and he panicked:
"What are you doing? You've been poisoned..."
Ye Jingtang paused slightly: "Aren't you going to get an acupuncture? Are you going to take off your clothes?"
"..."
Fan Qinghe thought about it, blinked his eyes, and changed his words:
"You have to follow the doctor's orders. Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Then should I take it off or not?"
Fan Qinghe arranged the silver needles beside the bed, pretending to be a highly respected female doctor:
"Just take off your shirt, lie on the pillow, and don't move around."
Ye Jingtang shook his head secretly, took off his clothes and lay on the pillow, placing his left hand beside the bed.
Fan Qinghe sat closer, first padding his thighs with cloth, and then pillowing Ye Jingtang's left hand on his legs, using cotton dipped in potion to wipe off the red traces on his fingertips.
Fan Qinghe looks like a dedicated and serious female nurse in both expression and demeanor, but unfortunately her figure is a bit bullying for ordinary girls.
At this time, he sat on the bed with his back to Ye Jingtang, and put his left hand on his lap. The posture was the same as that of Ye Jingtang lying on the pillow, with his left hand holding the girl sitting beside the bed.
Ye Jingtang's ribs are close to the round buttocks. When you look up, you can see the perfectly curved waistline, shoulders and back, as well as the bright and moving profile. Originally, I was feeling a little tight in my chest, but I forgot about it at this time, and couldn't help but recall it in my mind. Hehe dumped grandma...
"..."
Ye Jingtang blinked his eyes, feeling that his intentions were not right, so he turned away and looked at Niao Niao who peeked his head out from the bead curtain, wanting to tease him to relieve his boredom.
But when Birdie saw this look, he felt that Tangtang had no conscience and wanted to push it out of the window. It was almost used to it, so it immediately turned around and walked away, with a tough look like "You don't need to say anything, Birdie will go on his own."
?
Fan Qinghe wiped his fingers clean and was about to prick the needle when he saw the bird rushed away in anger and turned around:
"Night Terror Hall, what do you want to do by driving the birds out?"
Ye Jingtang looked confused: "I didn't chase it away, I just looked at it..."
"If you didn't chase it away, how could it run away in anger?"
Fan Qinghe felt that Ye Jingtang couldn't restrain his possessiveness. He felt a little panicked, but he couldn't leave the patient alone, so he gritted his teeth and said:
"I know you have thoughts about me, but you still have to behave like a gentleman. If Princess Tianlang is here, you still have to call me your elder. But you can't just... think that I am weak now."
Ye Jingtang was a little helpless: "Miss Fan, I really had a misunderstanding before..."
Fan Qinghe doesn't believe that they can misunderstand several times in a row. Besides, even if they kiss and look at each other, the misunderstanding can be treated as if it never happened?
She hasn't married anyone yet and her innocence has been completely ruined. Is it possible that she will become a nun in the future...
Fan Qinghe was worried, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. After pricking a few needles in his left hand, he turned to sit sideways and pricked his arm, and continued:
"If you can take over the position of King Tianlang and unify all the tribes in the West Sea, according to the custom of marriage between the Dongming tribe and the Qianchi tribe, I will have to marry into the royal court as the princess even if I am not happy. You can only force me.
I admit it. But now you are the Duke of the Wei Dynasty, and I am the clan leader of the Dongming Tribe. You still want me to be your concubine, no matter how hard it is? I will not do such a thing that is disrespectful to my ancestors.
Dry……"
Ye Jingtang thought for a moment and asked doubtfully:
"After all, Yunli and I call Miss Fan aunt. I am the King of Tianlang, can you be the princess?"
Fan Qinghe frowned: "Who is your aunt? Princess Tianlang is just the elder sister of my clan. She has been in the fifth server. She can be married in both the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Moreover, in the princely family, what is important is that they are well-matched. The prince of Wei
, it’s not like there are no nieces and aunts..."
Ye Jingtang nodded slightly: "If you think about it this way, then it is indeed possible."
"..."
Fan Qinghe realized that the topic was wrong and quickly said seriously:
"What's allowed? Marriage is a matter of mutual consent. After you became the Duke of the country, you started to do bad things and want to do those tricks of family marriage?"
Ye Jingtang sighed helplessly: "I'm just following what Miss Fan said."
Fan Qinghe felt that his few words had cleared away Ye Jingtang's psychological barriers, and he felt even more uneasy. He put his hand on Ye Jingtang's chest and silently helped with the acupuncture.
After working for a while, Fan Qinghe felt that Ye Jingtang was secretly looking at her, so he picked up a piece of cloth and covered Ye Jingtang's eyes.
"?"
The night terror hall didn't know what to say - it used to be normal without covering up, but with it covered you couldn't see anything, but the situation was completely different. He only felt that there was a big beauty pressing on him, and his hands were touching his shoulders and chest, and she felt a warm fragrance.
Rushing towards my face, my breath is close to my ears, it’s very sultry...
In order not to scare Miss Fan, Night Terror Hall suppressed the distracting thoughts, because detoxification really consumes energy. Finally, he simply relaxed his mind and slowly entered a half-dream and half-awake state under the stimulation of acupuncture...
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Across the lake, in the peony garden.
The banquet in Wangjiang Pavilion ended silently in an atmosphere where everyone wanted to be pissed to death. Chen Hezhi, Old Master Zhou and others only smiled happily when they left the house, with the corners of their mouths almost reaching their ears.
Li Si and others obviously couldn't laugh. They returned to their accommodation in silence and held an internal meeting. The students in a serious atmosphere did not dare to approach and ask questions.
On the lawn outside the peony garden, the atmosphere was also not very good.
Hua Qingzhi was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the brightly lit lake, with a hint of loneliness in her brows. She looked even more distraught than when she learned that her chronic illness could not be cured.
The bodyguard Hua Ning and the maid Lv Zhu were standing behind them, with different expressions on their faces, but they were all solemn.
"According to my inquiries, the only prince who came to Furong Garden today and wore a black python robe was Duke Wu An. Although the son of Lord Zhen Guo was here, he was not given a python robe by the empress. If he was given a python robe, it should be red, and it is impossible to give it black.
…”
"How could it be? The handsome young man I met at the Wang Family Medical Center was upright, gentle and elegant. He seemed to be the kind of true gentleman who was both decent and gentle. He was also very talented and learned. How could he be such a murderer and disturb the West?
It has something to do with the remnants of the royal court in Xinjiang..."
"It must be the same person. Just now I went to find Mr. Fu's favorite disciple. It is said that in Wangjiang Pavilion, Ye Jingtang is very articulate and has unfathomable talent and learning. Li Shilang read a poem, and Ye Jingtang not only said
After revealing the origin, he also said something like "It's a long journey to the north of the city, and the battle to the south is hard work...", which made Li Shilang speechless. Mr. Fu went back to his room and lay down, looking like he was sick with shame.
…”
…
The chatter between the maid and the guard came to her ears, but Hua Qingzhi never said a word.
Hua Qingzhi was very smart. When she saw the black python robe, she should have guessed that the person who came over was the Night Terror Hall of Wu Kui in the Southern Dynasties. It was impossible for others to easily bypass the many hidden sentries and enter her residence.
But Hua Qingzhi never thought about this before getting the news, because the noble prince she met was obviously a talented, humble and polite gentleman. Not to mention the Southern Dynasty, it was difficult to find another man in Daliang who could do so.
Higher.
And who is Ye Jingtang?
The son of the Wolf King who has thousands of tigers and wolves in the northwest, the Wu Kui who broke into the top ten with a knife in the Southern Dynasties. Although Hua Qingzhi is far away in Yanjing, she has also heard that Ye Jingtang is harsh and ruthless, treating human life as nothing, no matter where she goes.
Wherever you go, killing people and leaving their bodies intact is considered a merciful reputation.
In Hua Qingzhi's heart, the Jianghu people were all aggressive and ruthless people, but Ye Jingtang went even further. He didn't even care about the most basic ethics of the Jianghu people, and even became a court eagle, the leader of the black government, and worked for the Southern Dynasty.
Where is Heiya?
The empress had the eyes, ears, and mouthpiece, and the imperial authority authorized her to behead first and report later. She had persecuted countless loyal ministers and righteous men, such as Qiu Tianhe, Eunuch Cao, and other loyal ministers and righteous men praised by both the northern and southern dynasties, but they all fell into the hands of the black government.
Hua Qingzhi really couldn't believe that today's noble young master, who was both talented and handsome, humble and elegant, could secretly be arrogant and cruel, and would do anything for power.
If this is the case, then what else in the world can be called ‘flawless’?
In Hua Qingzhi's hand, she held a white porcelain rouge box, which contained the antidote for Cangshan Hedinghong. She originally wanted to deliver the antidote to Ye Jingtang as soon as possible.
But as the granddaughter of the old master of Beiliang, who has been studying in Yanjing all year round, she naturally understands the situation in the Qing court.
There is no doubt that Ye Jingtang is talented and powerful enough to make anyone fearful. If he continues to grow, it will be easy to become the Tianlang King again.
In the past three generations of King Tianlang, they had made the beams as sharp as swords hang from their heads, and the civil and military officials in the dynasty did not dare to sleep peacefully for a night.
If the more powerful Ye Jingtang comes to rule the tribes in the West Sea, Daliang's situation will definitely be more difficult.
Hua Qingzhi was not in the court, and she didn't know what countermeasures Emperor Liang had, but she knew that the civil and military officials in the court must have wanted Ye Jingtang to die, so that the court could feel completely at ease.
But now that Ye Jingtang had entered her room and was poisoned by a strange poison, he would probably die tomorrow. She only needed to be cold-hearted and ignore it, which would be enough to help the court get rid of future troubles.
but……
Hua Qingzhi knew the principle of "hearing is false, seeing is believing". She had seen both sides of Ye Jingtang, and she saw real people. She did not believe that the talented young man she saw would be as miserable as the rumors said.
.
She heard the poem in the Wang Family Medical Center and the words in Wangjiang Pavilion, and she felt in her heart that Ye Jingtang was different from those heroes who were obsessed with dynasty hegemony.
A person who can say, "I was born in a poor place in Liangzhou, knows better than everyone here that the poor don't care who becomes the emperor in the world, they only care who can feed them."
People who suffer from the suffering of the people, even if they are ambitious and not good people, will know how to feed the people in order to prevent them from rebelling. How bad can such a person be to the people when he comes to power?
Also, she was poisoned today because her guard did not follow the rules and ran to White Horse Academy to steal books. Night Terror Hall came to investigate and was accidentally poisoned. When he found out that it was her person, he did not identify him, but only came forward to give warnings.
With her words, the matter became a trivial matter.
Even the Night Terror Hall gave her a wide berth, but because of some rumors and speculation, she regarded the Night Terror Hall as an enemy and refused to save her until death. How could she overcome this hurdle in her heart?
After holding the rouge box in silence for a long time, Hua Qingzhi finally gritted her teeth secretly, turned around and said:
"Hua Ning, please go back first. Lu Zhu, please come with me for a walk."
"Yes." Hua Ning immediately clasped his fists and stepped back.
The maid Luzhu was a little unhappy. She pushed her wheelchair on the grass and asked:
"Miss, you want to be more open-minded and know people but not their hearts. Ye Jingtang is in a high position at a young age. He must have some real abilities. It's not unusual for others to do one thing in front of others and do another thing behind them..."
Hua Qingzhi turned the wheelchair and looked across the lake:
"Send me to Hibiscus Garden."
"Oh ah?!"
Lu Zhu was shocked. After looking around, he lowered his head and said:
"Miss, you won't go looking for that Night Jingtang, right? That's the living king of hell in Wei Dynasty..."
"Come on, don't talk so much."
"No, Miss, no matter how obsessed you are with your talents and learning, you still deserve to be rewarded. If you come to the house rashly at night, if you and I are snatched into the house and do evil, we will have to stay and be the princess of the country. The old lady does not agree.
There’s nothing going on with this marriage, and the court can’t reason with us..."
"You have a beautiful idea. How can people like Ye Jingtang insult women and ruin their reputations at the banquets of the two dynasties? I just went to visit..."
"well……"
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On the island in the middle of the lake, on the second floor of the attic.
The candlelight was already half lit, and the atmosphere in the room became peaceful.
Night Terror Hall was naked from the waist up, with silver needles on her shoulders and arms, and her face was covered with a handkerchief and she was already sleeping peacefully.
After Fan Qinghe finished getting the needle, he was still sitting in front of him. Since Ye Jingtang couldn't see it, he secretly looked at Ye Jingtang's chest, waist and abdomen.
As the top martial arts leader in Ye Jing Tang, his body management must be impeccable. Looking at a woman from the side is actually the same as watching the impact of a big stupid body bomb in Ye Jing Tang. Even if you have no evil intentions, it is difficult not to take a few more glances.
After taking a look for a moment, Fan Qinghe saw that Ye Jingtang was asleep. He raised his left hand as if to check, and poked the chest muscle, then quickly took it back, assuming the manner a female doctor should have.
As a result, she hadn't been busy directing or acting for long, when she felt something was wrong, and then she was knocked by something, her vision went dark, and her body went limp.
The moment before he lost consciousness, Fan Qinghe's heart was shaken. His only thought was - this pervert still attacked me, how could you do this...
——
Whoosh~
Bang~
Above the lake, the sound of fireworks can be heard from time to time, and the noise of the boat on the lakeside can also be heard faintly.
The room was very quiet. Ye Jingtang lay on the pillow and fell asleep soundly. Because the birds were watching on the roof and Miss Fan was also nearby, she slept peacefully.
But while he was secretly having messy dreams, he suddenly felt something was wrong - someone seemed to be touching his chest.
?
After waking up from the night terror, he couldn't see anything because of the handkerchief, but he could feel the delicate fingers sliding slowly on his chest, and soon reached his abdominal muscles.
??
Is this a massage?
Is there such a thing?
Ye Jingtang was shocked and wanted to ask, but he wanted to see what Miss Fan wanted to do, so he didn't move.
As a result, the hands on the waist and abdomen became more intense, and slowly slid to the edge of the waistband of the trousers. The soft body slowly pressed down, as if it wanted to lean into his arms.
"..."
Ye Jingtang thinks he is not a saint, he has experienced all this personally, and yet someone is so proactive and rejects them seriously, it seems so chilling...
What to do?
Before Ye Jingtang could think clearly, his hand had already reacted as a normal person should, raising it slightly and preparing to catch it, but Wen Xiang came closer and did not block his mouth, but came to his ear. She is naturally charming.
The royal sister’s voice sounded softly:
"Young Master Ye~?"
"hiss--!"
Ye Jingtang was caught off guard and was really frightened. He immediately stood up and pulled down the handkerchief from his face. He saw that the person sitting next to the bed was not Miss Fan, but a tall beauty wearing a bright red dress.
The beauty wears a red dress without any accessories, even the hairband is red. It is very eye-catching in an elegant room, and it is almost impossible to notice external objects.
And the already three-point plump gourd figure, with the support of the action of lying on the bed with her elbows, the impact is quite amazing, and the heavy clothes are about to come out, but the most eye-catching thing is the charming but charming face.
Gorgeous appearance without losing domineering and casual appearance.
Ye Jingtang was sitting on the back side of the bed, obviously a little dazed. Looking out of the corner of his eye, he realized that Miss Fan was lying on the imperial concubine's couch not far away. As expected, she had been knocked unconscious.
The birds watching on the roof peeked out from behind the bead curtain to observe secretly, without any warning, and even watched the show out of curiosity:
"Jiji?"
??
Ye Jingtang was really a bit unexpected. After calming down for a while, he said:
"Miss Yuhu, why are you here?!"
The Empress of the Wei Dynasty sat up slowly and leaned against the head of the bed, with her left leg resting on her right leg. Her demeanor was full of cynicism:
"I heard that Mr. Ye made a big splash in Wangjiang Pavilion, so the Holy One asked me to come and visit him."
"?"
Ye Jingtang was a little speechless, thinking that Miss Yuhu didn't bother to make up any excuses. He was a minister, and he was in the limelight at the banquet. The emperor sent his beloved concubine to visit him at night. What did this mean? He was strict with himself and rewarded his ministers with concubines?
Of course, Ye Jingtang didn't think too much about it. He sat upright and said:
"It's not like trying to show off, it's just a few casual remarks. Miss Yuhu is really well-informed."
The Empress of Wei was naturally well-informed, otherwise she would be an emperor. When she saw Ye Jingtang with a needle stuck in her arm, she patted the pillow:
"Lie down, don't hurt yourself."
Ye Jingtang couldn't resist Huniu Niu, and even less powerful when she lay down and spoke, she immediately put on her robe with a calm look on her face:
"It was just a little bit poisoned during the investigation. It's almost healed."
The Empress of Wei was very distressed. How could she let Ye Aiqing sit and talk even though she was injured? She raised her hand to hold her shoulders, forced Ye Jingtang to the pillow, and said with a smile:
"I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
Ye Jingtang blinked and asked:
"What's the bad news?"
The Empress of Wei's eyes sank slightly, showing a murderous look:
"I remember the first time we met, I asked the young master if he knew any other poems. The young master said he didn't remember all of them, but I believed him. The result was great. When it came time to show off, he started pouring beans through a bamboo tube. What do you mean? You deliberately hid your secrets from me.
?”
"Well……"
Ye Jingtang knew that there would be such consequences, and Dabenben probably wanted to ask him again. He said calmly:
"I am dedicated to practicing martial arts. These things really depend on the occasion. I will naturally think of them when I am struck by the scene. If I just think about them normally, I will definitely not be able to remember them even if I try hard."
The Empress of Wei felt that this explanation was a bit perfunctory, but she did not pursue it any further:
"For the sake of your meritorious service to the Wei Dynasty, I will spare you this time. If you don't blow the pillow with me, I will punish you. Whatever you remember in the future, write it down and send it to the palace for me to review. If you let me learn from other
The place heard you speak in a straight line, hum~..."
Ye Jingtang knew that Hu Niuniu loved literature so much that she nodded slightly and asked again:
"What's the good news?"
The Empress of Wei dropped her domineering demeanor, revealed a seductive smile, lay half-ly beside the pillow, and swiped her fingers irregularly across Ye Jingtang's chest muscles:
"Your negotiation has left the barbarians of Beiliang speechless, which is a sign of national prestige. Chen Shilang is smiling from ear to ear. He will certainly ask for a reward for you in court tomorrow, and will even propose that you join the court and hold important positions in the six ministries.
I know that you have no intention of pursuing an official career and will definitely refuse, so I came here to ask what reward you want."
?
Coming again?
Ye Jingtang opened his mouth: "I just rewarded you the day before yesterday. This is the first sign of the new official's appointment to show that he is worthy of his kindness to the emperor. It is inappropriate to reward him again."
The Empress of Wei thought it made sense, but she was not ready to give up and continued:
"You don't have to reward me openly, but you have to praise me privately to avoid being discouraged. Tell me, what do you want from a chance?"
Night Terror Hall wanted to refuse, but it wouldn't work if he kept doing it.
He knew that Miss Yuhu, like Master Xuanji, both had a temper that could only be flirted with but not given. The more you didn't want her, the more enthusiastic she would be. After thinking about it, he did the opposite and asked directly:
"Miss Yuhu, what kind of pants were you wearing last time? I didn't see clearly, could you..."
"..."
The Empress of Wei blinked her eyes, with a little surprise in her eyes, but she didn't hesitate. She picked up the handkerchief and covered Ye Jingtang's eyes, and then raised her hand...
Rustling, rustling~
Ye Jingtang was blindfolded and couldn't see anything, but he could feel what Miss Yuhu was doing, and her expression was a little weird.
After the mask was removed, he saw Miss Yuhu still sitting on the bedside, with her fair fingers hooked on a small piece of red cloth, her expression still calm and calm:
"Have you never seen this in the bathroom before?"
I have never seen anyone so small before...
Ye Jingtang felt that Miss Yuhu was indeed a tiger, which was enough to maintain her momentum, so she raised her hand to take it and take a closer look.
As a result, the Empress of Wei quickly put the fabric into her sleeves and said with a smile:
"The rewards are over. No reward for no merit. If you want it, you can ask for it after you have made meritorious service next time."
Ye Jingtang knew this would happen, and followed the words and deliberately provoked the general:
"Okay. Next time Miss Yuhu asks me what rewards I want, I will ask you to give these to me. You are not allowed to regret it."
"..."
The Empress of Wei felt that Ye Aiqing had become thick-skinned and was really difficult to deal with, so she said:
"It depends on how great your contribution is. If you can destroy Beiliang, it is not impossible for the Holy One to give me to you as a maid without mentioning clothes."
"well……"
…
While the two were chatting, there was sudden movement from the lake outside:
"Who is the girl?"
"The little girl Hua Qingzhi, the daughter of the owner of Wanbao Tower in Yanjing, wants to visit Duke Wu An. I hope you two can inform her..."
"Yanjing Wanbao Tower..."
…
Judging from the words, the black yamen agent had never heard of Wanbaolou, but when he saw that the girl was beautiful, he did not dare to chase her away because he was afraid that Mr. Ye was in love with her.
The Empress of Wei turned her head to look at the window, with a little curiosity in her eyes, and asked:
"I'm here late at night...who is this girl? The new side house girl you found in Beiliang?"
"How is it possible? She is a talented girl from Yanjing. She may have heard about the poems and came here to visit. She is a young student. She is not so thoughtful..."
Although Ye Jingtang has only met Hua Qingzhi twice, he can tell that this girl is pure and kind-hearted. She probably found out that he was poisoned and ran over to deliver life-saving medicine. Otherwise, after learning his identity, she would not do this anyway.
Come to the door when the time comes.
Ye Jingtang sighed a little in his heart and wanted to get up and go out to meet him, but the Empress of Wei who was sitting in front raised her hand to stop him:
"A talented girl from Beiliang? It's quite rare... Just rest, I'll go meet her."
ha?!
Hearing this, Ye Jingtang looked at the Yuhu girl in front of him in disbelief. The meaning in his eyes was probably:
Are you going to meet her?
What's the difference between you and Da Benben going to meet King Zuo Xian?
Isn't this just for excitement...
The empress of Wei was also very hardworking. Although she was not as talented as her younger sister, she was still good at both civil and military affairs. She ignored Ye Jingtang's hesitation and stood up, straightened her clothes, and walked out unhurriedly.
Ye Jingtang raised his hand, but after thinking about it he still didn't stop him, he just reminded:
"Put your pants on."
"..."
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Thank you to [Cowardly Jusheng] and [Huimengyouxian] boss for the reward or2!