Chapter 120: Adjusting the Tiger from the Mountain 06
"Master? Disciple?"
Zhuge Fengqing and Zhuge Fengyun exclaimed like this almost at the same time, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, as if they had just heard wrongly.
"Disciple, do you know the master's study? Go and get the four treasures from the master's study. I want to personally inscribe an inscription for the Prime Minister."
Lan Mingyou stood up and gently put his hand on Bo Cixin's shoulder. His voice was clearly heard by everyone else.
When Li Xiang heard Lan Mingyou say this, his little beard curled up with joy, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.[
"Master Imperial Master, is Fifth Miss your apprentice?"
Zhuge Fengqing's voice was filled with confusion and confusion.
"Xin'er, you are my closed disciple. Why don't you go and get it for me? Come and prepare the table."
Lan Mingyou gave a hint to Bo Cixin and asked her to get the Four Treasures of the Study from his study.
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Zhuge Qingfeng and Zhuge Fengyun looked at each other, but did not say a word. The Imperial Master himself said so.
However, I don’t understand why he would accept Bo Cixin as a closed disciple. Didn’t Li Xiang say that Bo Cixin has a mental problem? This national master would actually do such a thing. This is really incomprehensible.
A bomb blasted their brains completely blank.
"Master, you have to find an opportunity for me to escape."
Bo Cixin said in a voice that could only be spoken by two people, her eyes were shining. She was full after the meal. It was time to go back while everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion was here. She had not forgotten what she wanted.
The things are still in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Aren't we going to give you another chance now?"
The corners of Lan Mingyou's mouth curled up slightly, with a bit of charm, and the evil spirit was as dazzling as his purple hair.
"Okay, I understand, I'll leave the rest to you."
There was no expression on Bo Cixin's face, she was usually cute and cute. Today was indeed a good opportunity, and it was Lan Mingyou who created it, so she naturally had to make good use of it.
"nature."
Lan Mingyou moved her thin lips calmly, and the lips slightly curved. Li Qingqing and Li Yun followed his smile and felt that their breathing and heartbeat could not control themselves.
He silently slid his hand down from Bo Cixin's shoulder, gently held Bao Cixin's hand, and told her: "Xin'er, go and get it for Master."
"What's this?"
Bo Cixin gently pinched the thing in his hand and asked in a low voice, this thing is very thin, it is hair.
"Maybe you'll need it later."[
Lan Mingyou didn't say much. After he finished speaking to her, he walked lightly to the middle. The servant in the middle had already prepared the table Lan Mingyou needed.
Bo Cixin secretly put away the things he gave her. After taking a few steps, she hurriedly squatted down and covered her stomach with her hands. Her whole face instantly turned pale.
Her actions immediately frightened the others. They saw her gritting her teeth, a painful expression on her face, and a lot of cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.
"Xin'er, what's wrong with you?"
Lan Mingyou stepped forward in three steps, two steps at a time, and his steps were a little hurried. He quickly lifted Bo Cixin up from the ground and held him gently in his arms.
The Bothorn heart in her arms turned to Lan Mingyou, and Lan Mingyou immediately realized something.
However, at that moment, Lan Mingyou was really frightened by her expression. If she hadn't winked at her suddenly, Lan Mingyou might have been deceived by her superb acting skills again.