It's just that this posture is not an invitation. Qin Yichuan lowered his eyelids to cover up the darkness in his eyes. His expression was indifferent, and he didn't know what he was thinking: "Don't be rude. Since it is an invitation from a distinguished guest, there is no reason not to go."
On the street in the dark night, the momentum of the two parties stood opposite each other: "It's just the little tail behind you."
A sinister voice sounded: "Don't worry, Prince Heshuo doesn't have to worry, please."
Qin Yichuan was silent for a while, then opened the curtain and walked out.
Liu Wu held his sword and was ready to go, calling Qin Yichuan: "Master."
Qin Yichuan stretched out his hand and gestured: "Liu Wu, don't be nervous, let's go."
Rongwei made a gesture of invitation toward Qin Yichuan and nodded: "Please."
The night was dim, and the night breeze blowing from the surroundings was chilly. There was a hint of coolness in his calm face, and there was no trace of warmth in his eyes. In the end, he smiled inexplicably: "It seems that there is really nothing that I can't refuse."
situation."
After saying that, he calmly walked in the direction of the invitation.
Inside the room, tea was boiling and the smoke was misty. Qin Yichuan was not surprised at all and saluted the people in the room: "Greetings to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Qin Ziyue squinted his eyes without any trace, and then looked away. He was really jealous of the talent, and curled up his lips: "I'm so lonely to invite the prince so rashly."
Qin Yichuan stepped in with an expressionless expression, his dignified and indifferent temperament was natural, which formed a sharp contrast with Qin Ziyue's gloom: "I wonder when His Highness the Prince meant?"
There was no curiosity or surprise in his words, just a light tone that made people feel calm.
"Sit." Qin Ziyue poured half a cup of tea and handed it over, not caring much: "Looking at this indifferent look, I think you should know, otherwise this brother wouldn't want to win over you, it's just a pity.
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The rest of the words were not spoken, so Qin Yichuan completed it for him: "It's a pity that there is no cure for my illness."
His tone was calm and he was not afraid at all when he spoke.
Qin Ziyue's expression was a little unbearable, making it difficult to discern his emotions: "Then you still agree to my father's request?"
Qin Yichuan raised his eyes and looked at Qin Ziyue, half of his face was facing the light, and the steaming breath made it difficult to see the expression on his face: "You cannot violate your orders."
Qin Ziyue rubbed the rim of the tea cup and sneered: "It's a king's life. What about Gu's orders?"
Qin Yichuan raised his eyes, obviously without any expression, but it made people feel chilly. After a while, he slowly said: "The same cannot be violated."
"We are cooperating. You are a smart man. I believe you know what I am talking about?" Qin Ziyue did not have any explanation, and his gloomy eyes stared at him like a vast abyss.
Just as you are staring into the abyss, and the abyss is also staring at you, Qin Yichuan's ancient eyes looked back at Qin Ziyue, with a hint of awe, and suddenly showed a wicked smile: "Okay, I promise you,
After all, it would be a wonderful sight for a person who is destined to die to leave a deep impression on the world at the next moment."
Qin Ziyue will always remember how impressive Qin Yichuan's smile was that day, and he did it.
"Why don't you come back now?" Feng Wu from Prince Qin's palace looked at the candles that were about to burn out.
"Don't worry, don't you also know that there are powerful people behind him, and you won't let anything happen to him." Fuling stood aside and said calmly.
Feng Wu frowned and rubbed his temples: "I've been feeling uncomfortable all day today, and I feel uneasy. Poria, if it wasn't my husband who had an accident, would it be?"