The corners of Minglan's lips slowly hooked up with a satisfied arc, "Yes, Mingjue is killing himself, why should I stop it?"

"Prime Minister Ming really played a good hand of chess. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Jiusi shook his head with a seemingly regretful look and looked at him with an inexplicable smile, "It seems that Lord Ning's worries are unnecessary." ”

Minglan's heartstrings trembled, and her steady heartbeat skipped a few beats when she heard the name. He quickly hid the strange glint in his eyes, and asked casually, "An Ning is worried about me?"

"If you are not worried, why did Lord Ning send me all the way to help you get rid of the trouble? I am not such an idle person. Jiusi's eyes flashed slightly, and in an instant, he returned to his usual laziness.

An indescribable tenderness climbed up the beautiful eyebrows and slowly settled in those inky eyes.

Jiusi smiled and said nothing.

"Since you are a peaceful person, I have nothing to worry about. Minglan said with a smile, "But, how are you going to help me?"

Although Mingjue is not a powerful character on the mainland, and he is even more inconspicuous than Canglan Liujue, it is still a little difficult to get rid of him, so what are you going to do with this person?

"I have my own way, if there is anything I need your cooperation, I will tell you. Jiusi spoke lazily, looking nonchalant, as if what he was dealing with was just a small man, not a noble prince of a country.

Seeing that he looked like he was swearing as if he was winning, Minglan didn't say anything more.

The first meeting between the two ended in a hurry, and behind the temptation of this breezy contest, a huge conspiracy like a net was secretly growing, as if it wanted to wipe everyone out, leaving no way back.

The seemingly tense life suddenly became peaceful, and the tranquility was filled with the depression of black clouds crushing the city.

Tranquility has always been enjoyable, taking advantage of the good weather outside, setting up a rattan chair in a place where the sun is warm, preparing a few delicate snacks, and placing a stove beside you, slowly boiling tea on the smallest fire. But before the drowsiness hit, Lan Hui hurriedly came in from outside the courtyard, and her face was rarely dignified.

"Miss, Jun Muyang is here. ”

Jun Muyang, the commander of the First Army of the Monarchy on an equal footing with Jun Fu, is Jun Li's youngest and most powerful younger brother, and he seems to have indescribable hostility towards her.

An Ning raised her eyebrows in surprise, didn't she say that she should have taken the initiative to see him?

"Invite him over, this play will have to be on stage sooner or later. ”

"Yes. Blue eyes answered.

When Jun Muyang stepped into this fresh and elegant courtyard, what he saw was the scene of a beautiful woman resting, and the whole world seemed to have become quiet and distant because of that woman, and it seemed that no matter how irritable and disordered his mind could be calmed down here. He narrowed his eyes slightly, was this what his mad royal brother was greedy for?

"The nine princes of the monarchy came to the cold house, and they were not welcomed, forgive me. The woman slowly opened her eyes, and smiled at him with an inky glow.

Jun Muyang looked away slightly embarrassed, and secretly cursed to himself, goblin!

An Ning didn't notice his strange appearance, stretched out his hand to the side and smiled, "Please take a seat." ”

He sat down unceremoniously, his eyes slid over the stove, tea and snacks beside her one by one, and his smile was mixed with a few dark rays, "The county lord of Qingning will really enjoy it!"

"The Nine Princes came all the way from the monarchy to the imperial kingdom, and came to the Prime Minister's Mansion for a special trip, shouldn't they just praise me for enjoying it?" An Ning rubbed the smooth cup and smiled meaningfully.

"Hmm, is it?" Jun Muyang raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said half-jokingly, "It turns out that in the eyes of the county lord, my praise has an ulterior purpose." He shook his head as if aggrieved, and sighed, "It's really sad." ”

The green tendons on An Ning's forehead subconsciously jumped, as if he couldn't get used to his self-pitying appearance.

Jun Muyang glanced at her reaction, and suddenly smiled: "I came all the way over, didn't the county lord invite me to a cup of tea?"

It stands to reason that when the guest says this, it is naturally the host who is embarrassed and embarrassed, after all, he neglects the guest. But resting here in An Ning changed again, she leaned on the rattan chair unmoved from beginning to end, and listened to Jun Muyang's seemingly ridiculous but actually difficult words, so she glanced at the tea boiling on the stove unhurriedly, but only glanced at it, and then lay on the chair in a more casual posture, as if invisibly saying that she didn't want to invite the other party to tea.

Jun Muyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the deep ink color suddenly set off a storm, but the smile that appeared on the woman's face gradually faded.

He waited, he waited patiently, because he was curious to see what the woman was up to.

In the mist, the pair of plain white slender hands stretched out from the cuffs, glowing with almost transparent crystals in the sunlight. It turned slightly in the direction to take down the teapot with the smell of tea on the stove, and did not salute Jun Muyang, who had already complained about hospitality, but slowly poured a full cup of tea for himself, and then put the teapot back, and he took a small sip of freshly cooked tea.

A set of actions was made by her as if it were flowing with endless elegance and calmness, and anyone thought it was an extremely pleasing picture, but Jun Muyang's face gradually became gloomy, and the haze accumulated between her eyebrows seemed to be unable to be blown away by the strongest storm.

"It seems that the county lord does not welcome me as a guest. After a long silence, Jun Muyang, who had never received such treatment, couldn't bear it.

What kind of gentle and humble treatment, what kind of calmness, what kind of smile is bright and warm, he doesn't experience it here at all!

To hell with it!

He really couldn't understand how such an arrogant and rude woman with no one in his eyes could be liked by so many people? She was praised by so many people for her greatness and greatness? What's even worse was that his own imperial brother was still thinking about it like crazy, so that there was no other woman on this continent except Huang Anning!

Are their eyes eaten by wolfdogs!?

How can Huang Anning be as good as rumored!?

"It stands to reason that when the Nine Princes come to the Prime Minister's Mansion, they are naturally my guests. An Ning smiled faintly, "But my temper is not as good as the rumors, they have perfected me too much, so when I am unhappy, I will still act rashly, and I don't care about the identity of the other party." ”

The jasper cup in his hand fell on the table, and although the crisp sound was not loud, it was like a round of alarm bells that had been sounded, which shocked Jun Muyang's heart, and the heartstrings buried deep in the depths also trembled.

An Ning smiled slightly, slowly withdrew his hand, calm and calm, but faintly a little more sharp, "The Nine Princes don't know, I have this good tea, but I only invite friends." ”

Jun Muyang shrank his pupils suddenly, and then a smile that seemed to be teasing spread.

An Ning caught the slightly changing emotions between his eyebrows, his red lips raised slightly, and the deliberately magnified smile jumped onto his usual gentle and smiling eyebrows, which were as bright as the peach blossoms in full bloom in March, and suddenly confused people's eyes.

"Nine Princes, are you friend or foe?"