"The National Teacher is really a rare guest." Luo Qiyi put down his wine glass, "Although Rao Rao is not in the house, but there are some rumors, isn't the national teacher afraid?" ”

Baili Mozen lifted his robe and sat opposite the two, "Your Royal Highness is too worried." ”

"Hahaha, too, you dare to poison Rao, what else is there to be afraid of. It's a big deal to make her amnesia again. ”

Luo Qiyi's words were very sharp, and he was a little annoyed when he listened carefully.

He took a sip of wine calmly, and his lonely black eyes were reflected in the pale cyan wine, "The Fourth Highness is still more restrained, don't follow in the footsteps of the Third Highness." ”

Luo Qihe pressed Luo Qiyi's hand to stop his rebuttal, "The gossip ends here, the national teacher still wants to say." ”

Qi Yi's feelings for Rao Rao are so obvious that outsiders can see it, and it is useless to say more.

"Now that the left minister has been lost, the Chinese courtiers will be chaotic without a leader. I have requested that the four highnesses share the affairs of the state, and the five highnesses will hold the gold seal and purple ribbon on behalf of the left minister, and lead the civil officials. Emperor Yongxu will examine your ability to govern before deciding to whom to pass on the throne. ”

Fingertips gently rubbed the edge of the porcelain cup, "Although King Xue Rui is far away in the snowy region, it is not ruled out that he wants to be the emperor." Please also be careful, Your Highnesses. ”

Luo Qihe couldn't understand the man in front of him, they had sent someone to check, but there was no useful information.

Without a father or mother, he worshipped Bailishu as a teacher since he was a child and grew up in the Tianshan Mountains.

It should have been said that it had nothing to do with the royal family of the Dusk Chu Kingdom, why was he so obsessed with the power of this country?

Help them get rid of Luo Feng and Luo Mu, and help them capture the throne step by step, obviously they have the ability to be the emperor, but they only need the military power of the right minister.

Forget it, as the hope said, no matter what the enemy is planning, it is good to cut the bridge when the goal is achieved.

"There is Lao Guoshi who has bothered, and he has already sent someone to keep an eye on King Xuerui."

"Well, it's time for the princess to go home, I take my leave."

"The national teacher walks slowly."

Luo Qiyi politely stood up and watched him go away, his lips dipped in wine were shiny, "Qihe, what does the National Teacher want to do?" ”

"It has nothing to do with us."

All they had to do was put him to death when they ascended the throne.

"Childe, the carriage is ready."

Meng Ke lifted the curtain for Baili Mocen and drove to Wu's mansion.

——Wu Mansion, on the fourth day of the Fangdian Xianting Peony Flower Festival, as usual, the poetry meeting was funded by the eldest son of the Wu family, and the people who could be invited were all recognized for their family backgrounds and talents, so the famous ladies and handsome talents were proud to participate in the poetry meeting.

This year, I invited Princess Luoxi to come in person, although the temperament is arrogant and unpleasant, and she has become married, but in the end, it is the royal daughter, and it is a peerless city, many sons are gorgeous and beautiful, chanting poems against each other, hoping to attract the attention of beautiful women.

"First of all, I don't know how to write poetry."

Luo Rao sat next to Wu Yi and leaned slightly to talk to him, "If this flower reaches me, don't blame me for embarrassing you."

"Hehe, Rao'er just say it."

Wu Yi was amused by her words, he was a civilian, where could he let the princess be his face, "Just don't be compared to Miss Lian." ”

Lian Xin, as the flower god of the Peony Flower Society, is also invited.

Kneeling on the cushion with a ladylike demeanor, the snow-white hem is embroidered with a delicate peony, which makes her a little more girlish, attracting many men to chant poems to show love.

Luo Rao glanced at Lian Xin, who was pretending, and pursed her lips, "The smile is so fake, there are still people who like it." Oh yes, I brought Wen Yu with me, and I'll go with me to let him take a look, maybe he can cure your stubborn illness. ”

Wu Yi turned his head slightly, just colliding with Wen Yu's cold ink pupils, "It's troublesome for the Jinzhu son." ”

"But it's a matter of trust."

Wen Yu was dissatisfied with the intimate distance between the two, and his tone was not good for Wu Yi.

smiled politely at him, turned back to Luo Rao and said, "Rao'er bothered." ”

"Be polite to me."

After Luo Rao finished speaking, the sound of the guzheng in her ears stopped.

The peony flower in her hand told her that it was her turn to compose a poem.

For a while, everyone turned their attention to Luo Rao's side, and the three people sitting there were all difficult to find in the world.

The man on the left wears a cyan robe, cold as cold jade, and his appearance is unconventional; The masculinity in a wheelchair is like Zhilan, rich and rivals the country; The woman in the middle is holding a peony flower, smiling delicately, and she actually compares the blooming peonies.

"Only the peony is really beautiful, but Her Royal Highness the princess is a little more beautiful than the peony."

A talented man was stunned, and accidentally said what he thought in his heart, which attracted many people to echo him, but he forgot about composing poetry.

"Her Royal Highness the princess is so beautiful, but it is a poem of its own."

Lian Xin saw Luo Rao's embarrassment when she got the flowers, and thought that she would definitely not be able to compose poetry after she lost her memory, and at this time everyone's attention was on her, and she must make a good fool of herself.

After Lian Xin finished speaking, the daughters who were left out in the cold also mentioned euphemistically, even if it was Her Royal Highness the Princess, it was too much for one person to occupy two men, and she married a male wife, without shame, which really defiled the elegant national teacher.

She seemed to smell a lot of vinegar and gunpowder, Luo Rao played with the flowers in her hand, suddenly felt the gaze in front of her, raised her head, and was stunned, "Bailifujun." ”

Baili Mocen stood on the path next to the peony flowers, the dusty white clothes, the three thousand green silk and the petals in the wind were intertwined, the eyes were as dark as midnight and heavy as ink, the cherry blossom-colored lips were slightly pursed, and the clothes were flying, as if they were about to become immortals.

"Who is Baiyu, go back to Tianjin. Look at Hua Dongmo and alarm the people of Luoyang. ”

When she first heard this poem, she couldn't think of what kind of demeanor the man was, but when she saw it today, she realized that it really 'alarmed the people of Luoyang'.