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Compared with the harmony between the two, Mo Qingshu is like a great enemy.

After Murong Qian, Yan Tuo, Feng Xiao and Tai Rui received the news that Ji Shuyun was unwell and could not attend the banquet, everyone came to the Regent's Mansion and wanted to see Ji Shuyun himself.

Murong Qian and Feng Xiao are okay to say, what do Yan Tuo and Tang Tairui mean? Mo Qingshu is not his own wife, and he is familiar with them to this extent.

Visiting?

He promised that if he let them go, I am afraid that today next year will be his death day.

He smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, the city lord is not feeling well now, and I can't see the guests, please ask the three princes and His Royal Highness the prince to leave first, and in a few days, the city lord will be able to recover." (Advertise a farewell party or something, you might as well wait until a week later.) ”

Yan Tuo sneered, raised his eyebrows, looked at Mo Qingshu, and said, "You are a little retinue, can you really make decisions on behalf of your city lord?" ”

Mo Qingshu was neither humble nor arrogant, and smiled slightly: "Emperor Yan's words are wrong, after all, this is also the meaning of the city lord, not the meaning of his subordinates." It's what our lord means.

Tan Tairui was a little timid, but he was a little worried: "This ...... I just want to take a look at the lord of the castle and see if everything is okay with her, and it will definitely not disturb her. ”

Mo Qingshu's brows furrowed tightly, and he sneered in his heart, you came here so carelessly, it can already be regarded as an interruption.

"This king's medical skills, City Lord Ji should know, as the so-called doctor does not heal himself, it is better to let this king take a look for City Lord Ji, okay?" Feng Xiao suggested in a gentle voice.

Mo Qingshu shook his head secretly, don't talk about you, even if the monsoon comes, you can't get in.

"I'm sorry, Prince Lin."

Murong Qian wanted to speak and looked at the depths of the Regent's Mansion, and suddenly remembered that he used to be able to come and go here freely, but now, the courtyard is still the same, but Zhu Yan has changed.

The man who had been standing behind Yan Tuo frowned, and said in an unhappy voice: "She, Ji Shuyun, is just a small city lord, and she dares to refuse the princes and princes, I'm afraid this temper is a bit big." ”

Yan Tuo is a small entourage, and this man is a small city lord......

Although the words are aimed at different people, everyone hears a sense of pride from these words!

That is, they Beiyan still don't take Ji Shuyun in their eyes!

In other words, this man dared to directly say such a "slander" of Ji Shuyun, which was what Yan Tuo meant.

Yan Tuo, as the prince of a country and the future emperor of Northern Yan, naturally would not do such a thing that lost his worth.

Mo Qingshu narrowed his eyes, and said with a somewhat dangerous look in his eyes: "City Lord Ji is the hero of our Nanyue, whether it is in the fight against the independence of King Beijing, or this drought and locust plague, I don't think anyone is qualified to talk about City Lord Ji here." ”

A thick displeasure was mixed in Mo Qingshu's Huazhong, and even turned into a secretly flowing inner diameter, knocking on his heart again and again, making the man's face pale, and he only felt that there was a flame rolling in his chest.

Although Yan Tuo kept a smile on his face, but the smile was not big in his eyes, he turned around and glanced at the man, and the man immediately secretly urged his internal strength to fight back!