"It's not too late. "Even in front of Bei Minglang, He Xiao didn't care at all, and his mouth was a heart-warming love word.www.biquge.info

Bei Minglang's eyes only looked at her at the first moment when Du Weiwei appeared in the hall, and suddenly remembered what he said to He Xiao when he first saw Du Weiwei who was poisoned: "She is very special. ”

Now, it seems to be very special.

With just one glance, Bei Minglang withdrew his gaze, retracted his eyes, and looked at the dish in front of him.

It wasn't until he sat down that Du Weiwei's eyes really looked at Bei Minglang for the first time, he had heard He Xiao mention this person before, and when he really saw him at this moment, the scar on his face gave Du Weiwei a lot of shock. The look on his face was very well disguised and did not show it.

"This is ......" Du Wei said in a tentative and speculative tone.

"Young Master Lang." He Xiao's words were very natural, holding Du Weiwei with his hand and not putting it down, and he patted it gently the moment he spoke.

Bei Minglang's head was raised slightly, his eyes looked at Du Weiwei, and his thin lips moved lightly: "I've seen the Dark Pavilion Master." ”

Hearing this, Du Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and then raised a bright smile: "Young Master Lang, I just took on a position." ”

"The Pavilion Master is modest." Bei Minglang's body sat extremely straight, and his words were also extremely regular.

Du looked at Bei Minglang with a slight look, and rolled his eyes heavily in his heart, this person, his mouth and mouth are all polite, it is really old-fashioned and boring. With a faint smile again, Du Weiwei retracted his gaze, picked up the chopsticks at hand, and began to eat.

As soon as the dish took the first bite, Du Weiwei's brows furrowed slightly, and his voice was low: "The dishes are cold...... Although the voice was low, everyone in the hall could hear it very clearly.

Zikou moved extremely fast, stepped forward from the side, and there was a faint apology in her voice: "Zikou, let's withdraw it and heat it up." ”

raised his eyebrows, but Du Weiwei's hand suddenly stopped Zi Koo's movements: "It's okay, you can still eat when it's cold." ”

Zi Xin was stunned, and at the first moment, he didn't react to Du Weiwei's meaning.

He Xiao's eyes fell, but there was a thick smile in his heart.

Bei Minglang has always had an indifferent look, and now that Du Weiwei is sitting in front of him, it means that the recipe for the loss of dispersion has indeed had an effect, which also means that he has no other way than to heal Su Wushuang at the moment in exchange for the antidote to the detoxification prescription of the dispersion.

Hearing what Du Weiwei said, Bei Minglang also reacted instantly, this was to give himself a disadvantage.

"These dishes are not in line with Master Lang's taste, why don't you see Lang Shao's chopsticks?" I deliberately took a few chopsticks to eat the hot dishes that became cold, and even sent a chopstick to He Xiao's bowl, until I saw He Xiao also eat it, then I opened my mouth gently, full of hostess demeanor.

Bei Minglang's eyes moved slightly, he looked at the dishes, then looked at Du Weiwei and He Xiao, and his voice was deep: "Why is the pavilion master so sarcastic about Beiming, how can the pavilion master not know what Beiming wants." ”

There was no eagerness, and there was no anger, Bei Minglang just said it plainly.

"Smack." The sound of chopsticks on the bowl sounded crisply, and Du raised his head slightly to look at Bei Minglang, and smiled more politely.

"It's only been a day since the concubine woke up, although I haven't heard much from my husband, but I also know that there is a reason for this." After a moment's pause, the temperature of his voice gradually cooled, "Why did Young Master Lang believe that our palace must give you the solution to the dispersion?" ”

He Xiao sat beside Du Weiwei, never spoke, his expression was indifferent, his hands were in his sleeves, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and he was not ready to say anything.

Zikou is still standing in her position on the side, her head is slightly lowered, but there is a very thick smile in her heart, the princess is still the same as before, and she has never been soft on people she is not used to.

Bei Minglang's face changed slightly, he knew that Du Weiwei was able to sit in the position of the master of the Dark Pavilion, it was because of the family tradition, second, she must have such a ability, and at this moment, after listening to a few words that Du Weiwei said, he affirmed the thoughts in his heart.

"Of course, Beiming knows that there are comings and goings, so he also said that as long as the solution to the dispersion is in hand, he will immediately start to give Wushuang ......"

"Young Master Lang really thinks well!" Suddenly, Du Weiwei's voice rose up, and suddenly interrupted Bei Minglang's words.

"Since the Dark Pavilion has a way to solve the poison that is lost, it can also solve the thousand miles of white."

I picked up the chopsticks again, put a piece of fish meat in the bowl, and the chopsticks kept turning, turning the fish meat around, and at the end, I sneered softly.

For a while, the atmosphere froze to the extreme.

Zi Ko was stunned for a long time, recalling what her young lady said word by word, and the first doubt that came to her mind was that the Dark Pavilion knew so many ways to solve the poison of the Northern Underworld, so why did Madame seem to be afraid of the Northern Underworld clan when she had repeatedly ordered it before?

Bei Minglang's complexion, which had been calm, finally had a crack, and the light in his sight was the same as before, but with a hint of vigilance, he looked at Du Weiwei, this dark pavilion master, should not be underestimated.

Du Weiwei didn't look up, his chopsticks were still flipping the fish and meat that he couldn't see what he was, and he opened his mouth to He Xiao with a smile: "Husband, I see that this meal is almost finished, why don't you end it early, tomorrow, I will send this young master Lang out of Beijing." ”

From beginning to end, He Xiao did not speak, and sat in a posture, but the faint coldness in her body did not diminish at all, but in her heart, it was more and more overflowing joy, this girl has always been able to speak, I am afraid that now Bei Minglang's heart is already afraid of what she said. Since she sang this white face, she came to sing this red face.

After a long silence, Bei Minglang's eyes fell on Du Weiwei's body, and he never left, and there was indeed a trace of worry in his heart.

"Wei'er is straightforward and speaks straighter, Young Master Lang, don't mind." In the next moment, He Xiao's hand picked up the wine glass and raised it in the direction of Bei Minglang, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Hearing the sound, Bei Yinglang's gaze retracted slightly, looked at the wine glass in He Xiao's hand, paused for a moment, but did not pick up his cup, but stood up straight, and the scar also moved slightly with the words he spoke: "Tonight, I will relieve the poison of the thousands of miles of white to the unequaled son." After that, he picked up the wine glass in front of him, and regardless of He Xiao's raised hand, he raised his head and took a sip, then shook his long sleeves sharply, turned around and left the main hall.