"What's wrong?" Tinglan was surprised by Qi You'er's changing expression. He was still waiting for potato roast chicken nuggets.
"Tinglan, I want to see... Yan Hao."
Qi You'er closed her eyes and opened them again, and it was a bit quiet like this ice cellar.
In Yan Hao's study, Qi You'er stood uncomfortable, with books all around him, and because of books, there was a faint fragrance of ink in the whole room. She liked the breath here, but
I don't like the current atmosphere.
Yan Hao sat at the desk, Mo Hei's eyes looked at her calmly and concentratingly, and he has been like this since she came in.
Qi Youer felt very unnatural. After a long time, she calmed down and walked forward.
"Zhaoye," she gently blessed her body, and she was very polite, but she also ignored the slight light passing through Yan Hao's eyes.
"Yeah," Yan Hao responded lightly, then flipped through the book in his hand, as if he was looking at her with a deep eyes.
Qi You'er pursed her lips, but she was still blessed, "Grandpa, can you help me? You'er must remember it in your heart." To be honest, she was about to bite off her tongue so much that she said this.
It's going around, it's uncomfortable.
"Yeah," Yan Hao still had the same voice.
Qi You'er doesn't know whether he agrees or disagrees. What does this mean? Just when her forehead is sweating in a hurry, Yan Hao suddenly stood up and walked to her side, and she was also
I felt a shadow fall above my head, and the familiar aura of green bamboo suddenly came, making her think and hurt.
It turned out that it seemed like the next day.
"Is it for your third sister's business?" Yan Hao stood with his hands behind his back, and at the same time stretched out his hand to signal her to get up.
Qi Youer raised his eyes unexpectedly. How did he know?
"I sent the letter to you. How do you know?" Yan Hao explained, his lips were not smiling, and he had a smile, but compared to before, there was something more, Qi Youer didn't know what was going on.
I understand, but I don't want to understand now.
She lowered her head, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
"I want to meet my third sister."
Yan Hao was silent for a while, then let out a gentle voice, and this sound was extremely light and light, as if it was with some invisible sighs.
Qi You'er came out of Yan Hao's study. She looked up and couldn't help but sigh, but she couldn't help but sigh.
He agreed, that's fine.
She gently pulled the corner of her lower lip and looked at the Prime Minister's Mansion where she was. In fact, it was not much different from before. The mountain was still the same as before, and the water was still the same as before. The difference was that there was an extra heroine.
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"You'er, potato roast chicken nuggets," Tinglan's loud voice came from afar, and then he ran with the potatoes in his arms, holding the potatoes in his arms, and lifted the potatoes like offering treasures. Look, I've picked the biggest one.
That's enough.
When Qi Youer saw his potatoes, he had the urge to kick him. So many, is he a pig?
"I'm going back," she turned around, putting Tinglan aside, and also threw the potatoes aside.
"Go back, where are you going?" Tinglan wondered, "You are not going back to your hometown, but you have left after a few days, and the travel fee is not enough."
"Go back to the inn," Qi You'er glanced at him. If she didn't go back, would she still live here? She was seen by the princess and wanted her life.
"But no, your residence..." Before Tinglan finished speaking, Qi Youer had already run away...
He looked at the big potatoes he had in his arms and bent downwards. It was over, and he couldn't eat potato roast chicken nuggets today.
When she returned to the inn, Qi Youer felt much more relaxed, but something was pressing on her heart, and it became heavier. She lay on the bed of the inn, and then smelled the strange breath here, and was extremely upset.
People are too lazy to move, and they don’t even want to eat.
She closed her eyes and tightened the quilt with both hands.
Unconsciously, my eyes were sour and my throat was sour.
"Yan Hao..." She recited this name gently, and the wound on her heart started to hurt again.
She felt that time passed so slowly. Every minute and every second was like the year. No surprise. She had insomnia that night, and her eyes were still swelling until the next day. When she sorted out her own things, the inn was inn
A carriage was already parked at the door.
That's Yan Hao, did he come early in the morning?
"You'er, you're so lazy," Tinglan, who was sitting as a coachman, complained as soon as he saw her. We have been waiting for you here for a long time, and we have not waited for the meal we just had in the morning.
Qi You'er stood there, not moving, not moving.
It's him in the carriage, I don't know if there is no one she...
What are you still standing there? Tinglan kept urging her with a whip and getting on the car quickly. We are going to enter the palace, and the young master is going to go to court.
Qi You'er moved forward. When she got on the carriage, she could feel her heart pounding, uneasy, nervous, and angry.
She entered the carriage and opened her eyes, which had been squinting slightly, but found that Yan Hao was the only one in the carriage, and Princess Fangning was not there.
Yan Hao poured a cup of tea, placed it by the table, and then poured another cup in front of her. His face was as white as jade, with a faint warmth.
"For you," his lips moved slightly, his beautiful fingers also bent slightly, and he held the cup closer to her.
"Thank you..." Qi You'er took the cup with both hands, then sat aside and started drinking. The tea in the cup was very fragrant. She didn't know much about drinking tea, but she could drink it. The tea was very fragrant. Tea was very fragrant.
The fragrance was strong. She took a small sip, then looked at the man sitting opposite her without leaving any trace. He was holding a book in his hand, flipping from time to time, his finger joints were clearly distinguished, and his finger belly was as clean as before.
,The hair as shiny as satin hanging on the shoulders, the nose is like a river, the eyes are like stars, there is a jade crown on the top of the head, and the body is still a blue garment, without any decoration, and the temperament is noble
Like clouds, as light as chrysanthemums, she is indeed a man who makes people feel extremely comfortable.
Her eyelashes shook slightly, holding her jade tighter. The remaining tea on her jade also warmed her fingers.
The carriage was shaking, and her eyelashes opened and closed. Perhaps because she didn't sleep all night last night, she unknowingly took a nap in the shaking carriage. When she woke up, the cup had already been placed.
On the table, she was covered with a piece of clothing, which contained the familiar green bamboo smell, a faint green coat, clean and excellent fabric.
"Awaken?" The man's gentle voice came from above his head, and she also woke up a lot.
"Thank you," she took away the clothes and put them aside, leaving the excess silent.