**016 Fangzhou can't stay in a dream

After Zhang Yaozong left, Qu Boyao sat alone, supporting his forehead with his hands, and unknowingly took a nap.

The spring sun shone in through the door, and a beam of light lit up countless tiny dust, reflecting in front of his bright forehead, and there seemed to be a shadow covering it for a long time.

Sensing that there seemed to be a woman's shadow jumping on his face, Qu Boyao opened his eyes suddenly, and sure enough, he saw Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan didn't know when she came, and was standing in front of him and staring at him for a moment.

Hastily putting away his wolf bèi, he almost jumped to his feet, straightened his chest, looked down at her, and squeezed out a sentence from his dry throat for a while: "Hello"

Zheng Yuan's eyes seemed to be imperceptible, and she said coldly: "Where is Yuanyuan." ”

Like a basin of cold water dousing all expectations, Qu Boyao's eyes darkened, clenched his fists, turned sideways, and paced around her: "Want to know?" ”

"I want to know."

He nodded, pacing and pausing behind her.

When he couldn't hear the footsteps, Zheng Yuan turned her face slightly, but she was caught off guard and rubbed her face, he put his lips to her earlobe and blew softly: "What about after you know?" ”

Zheng Yuan was silent, only to feel a thin layer of chestnuts on the spine of her back, her shoulders suddenly sank, her body leaned forward, and she was suddenly pressed against her head by the scorching heat of a soldering iron. The whole person froze like a puppet, and suddenly reacted and pushed, but his shoulders were clasped by those powerful hands and he couldn't move.

The man behind "Nie" slowly rubbed her buttocks: "If I sue you, do you want to escape?" ”

Zheng Yuan's soles trembled lightly, and a cold silence struck, and she reached out to break the hands that were pressed on her shoulders, but she couldn't break them at all, but she was pressed tighter by him: "Tell me, do you want to leave me?" ”

Footsteps sounded from outside, Zheng Yuan turned her head sideways in panic, and just saw Wei Yun passing by the unclosed door, her face flushed with shame, and she gritted her teeth and scolded angrily: "Take it away!" ”

Qu Boyao didn't listen, stretched out his foot, a short pestle was lifted, and he slammed it towards the door, with a tom, but he closed the half of the □□ outside.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Zheng Yuan quickly squatted down, slipped away from his hand and ran away, seeing that he was about to reach the door, the man suddenly shouted: "I can sue you." The footsteps paused again.

"But there's a request, if you agree to me."

"What requirements?" Zheng Yuan didn't dare to look back.

The footsteps became heavier and heavier, the shadows on the ground slowly stacked, the shadow above her head gradually enveloped her, his fingertips touched her waist, he slowly approached, and his low voice was like a deep twilight, low and muddy: "I want you to kiss me again"

"Right Minister-sama! Your Excellency! The tone of shouting and crying outside suddenly broke the silence in the room, Qu Boyao quickly stepped forward, grabbed her waist without saying anything, and tossed and turned behind the curtain.

As soon as Clinker turned around, someone broke down the door and rushed at him in a panic.

His face froze, and he hurriedly avoided it, and the man pounced into the air, turned around and pounced on him again. The person who came was Bachelor Jiang from the Hanlin Academy, and Bachelor Jiang hugged his leg is a mournful appeal: "Lord Right Minister, please save my daughter and don't let her enter the palace."

"Master Jiang, when your daughter reaches the age, according to the rules, she wants to run for election. How do you want this to help? I don't have that much ability! Qu Boyao shook off his hand that was clutching his sleeve.

Bachelor Jiang was stunned for a moment, and the old tear-stained face was swaying: "Weichen is such a daughter, she is only fifteen years old, Weichen doesn't want to lose her life" He cried and complained and grabbed his sleeve excitedly again.

Qu Boyao coldly withdrew his hand: "The matter of selection is not under the jurisdiction of the prime minister, Bachelor Jiang should go to the people of the Ministry of Rites, besides, isn't it good to let the daughter enter the palace?" Maybe you will get the Sacred Heart. ”

Zheng Yuan carefully opened the curtain to peep, only to see that Mr. Jiang's tearful face was overflowing with an indescribable look, and he suddenly sat on the ground and cried heartbreakingly: "What is the right minister can't do, and the people in the Ministry of Rites have to listen to the right minister" He kept grabbing the ground with his head, hitting the marble floor like hitting a brick with an iron mallet, and soon broke his head, and the blood beads splashed up one by one, staining Qu Boyao's clean boots: "Ask the right minister to help Weichen, Save Weichen's daughter, Weichen Weichen will only be the right prime minister in the future, the head of the horse is Zhan, be a cow, be a horse, and do your best."

"That's it!" His eyes sharpened, and his eyes squinted: "You go back first." ”

"The right prime minister agreed?"

"Let's think of a way."

Mr. Jiang's eyes were like sunlight breaking through the haze, he kowtowed heavily, thanked him again and again, and then retreated.

Qu Boyao walked to the front of the curtain, opened it, there was no one for the clinker, and he turned his head sharply, only to see the wide open window

Zheng Yuan had just escaped from the window, after Master Jiang left.

Unfortunately, outside that window was a flowerbed, and after the rain last night, the artemisia annua in the flowerbed jumped high, obstructing people's vision, and the soil was soaked soft by the heavy rain, and one foot went up to bring up a shoe of wet mud. Zheng Yuan couldn't move forward, took off her shoes, stepped barefoot in the mud, divided flowers and leaves, and was busy finding a way. Seeing that he was about to get out of the flower garden, a pair of black boots came into view. "Why run away?"

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He slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to hook her chin, and a pair of pupils were as black as a turbulent ancient well, unfathomable and bottomless: "Why do you want to escape?" ”

Zheng Yuan looked away, did not answer or look at her.

He broke her face back, stuck it, and forced her to look at him: "My request is so hard for you? Don't you want to see your sister? ”

Zheng Yuan's pupils turned around, and his pupils converged, and suddenly: "Think" Suddenly, there seemed to be a little firefly rising brightly from under her eyes, Zheng Yuan looked at him steadily, and broke his fingers one by one: "Mr. doesn't tell me about Yuanyuan's whereabouts, is he afraid that I will escape to find her?" Mr. can't bear me to die, and he is reluctant to let me go, does he really like me? She slowly got up and put her face close to his ear until she could hear his rapid breathing: "However, Mr. never seems to have said that he likes Zheng Yuan, even when Zheng Yuan was ignorant in Xiangguo Mansion and chased after him to say that he liked Mr. and Mr. Zhengzhong, Mr. was indifferent!" What was the reason why the prepared gentleman later gave up using Zheng Yuan? ”

Qu Boyao was stunned.

The light in her eyes reappeared in the light of that year, and almost convinced him of it. She did it on purpose, she must do it on purpose, she hated him in her heart, she deliberately tortured his heart. After months of recuperation, he didn't expect her to be reborn little by little and quietly, he turned his face, raised her jaw, touched the tip of her nose, and slowly hooked his lips: "Hello, in this world, no one I know about you, I know what you are thinking." ”

"Guess what's going on right now?"