Leng Yiwei sat in the study and closed his eyes to recuperate, he knew that there were a lot of programs arranged for those visitors in the villa today, and now, Leng Yiwei was by the side of Hao Lian Zize, Yue Zhanming, Feng Yinan and others.

And what he's doing is waiting.

As the minutes ticked by, he closed his eyes slightly, breathed steadily, and his fingers gently caressed the armrest of the chair beside him.

Finally, footsteps sounded outside, and Rong Qiu walked in.

She looked up at Leng Yiwei who was sitting there with his eyes closed, his black hair was like a cloud, his eyebrows were like black feathers, the corners of his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, picking out a stunning arc, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his lips were thin and red.

Colors that make you feel good.

It's just that...... Underneath this moving appearance, there is a cold heart.

Rong Qiu was slightly stunned, Leng Yiwei didn't open his eyes, but just asked, "What's wrong?" ”

When Rong Qiu heard his voice, he immediately retracted his mind and gave a salute: "Lord Wang, what ...... Lan Shuyu is very arrogant, she ......"

"So, didn't you figure it out?" Leng Yiwei opened his eyes, and his gaze swept over lightly, but it made Rong Qiuqing shiver.

She took a breath and said in a deep voice: "It's not all for nothing, the concubine body is familiar with her, and when she heard the concubine body mention her father's recent ascension, she seems to be ...... I'm not very happy. ”

"Huh?" Leng Yiwei's eyes opened, and two cold lights burst out, his fingers knocked on the table, this seems unreasonable, who doesn't want their father to be in a high position? What's more, it is still such a large-span advance.

He squinted his eyes, his mind was spinning a thousand times, Lan Shuyu's strange reaction, and the strange practices when the emperor made this decree before, something suddenly flashed in his mind, as fast as lightning.

He stood up suddenly, walked quickly past Rong Qiu's side like a gust of wind, and his voice came from the front coldly: "Go to your room and stay honestly, waiting for the king's order!" ”

Rong Qiu watched his back walk away, stunned, and his eyes were filled with a layer of hatred.

Rong Xi stood on the edge of the maple forest, the autumn wind gusting, brushing the tips of her hair, slightly itchy.

The voice swept through a gust of wind, she turned her head slightly, Leng fifteen walked from the waist-high mountain grass, stood not far behind her, and said in a low voice: "Princess, my subordinates took what Miss Lan wrote to the prince, and the prince read it, and gave instructions, and my subordinates brought it to you." ”

"Oh?" Rong Xi's eyebrows raised, "Where's the thing?" ”

Leng Fifteen was silent, stepped forward quickly, and handed it over with both hands.

"Very good," Rong Xi looked at it quickly, and a faint smile swept into his lips, "Go ahead, meet Shuyu, and the rest of the display opportunities will be handed over to you." ”

"Yes." Leng fifteen hung his head, took a few steps back, turned around and swept out, like a wind.

Rongxi stood at the edge of the woods, looked at the clouds floating in the sky, the long wind hunted, the sky was as blue as washing, like the vast sea, and those white clouds were rolling waves.

She pursed her lips and smiled coldly.

Lan Shuyu was in the courtyard, and she silently recited the things that Rong Xi had told her last night in her heart, although it was a little difficult to do, but she thought of the consequences that would come after this matter was over, so she still took a deep breath and prepared to walk out of the door.

She was just about to step out of the courtyard door, when the figure flickered, Leng Fifteen walked in from outside the courtyard and whispered to her, "Miss Lan, please stay," he stretched out his hand to stop him, "The plan has changed." ”

Lan Shuyu raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at it with a clear gaze.

Leng Yiwei came to the courtyard, he was holding a small wine jar in his hand, it was a rare Jin Mengchun, and it was exactly the same as the wine when he gave the prince a ride.

He carried the wine jar and walked along a stream, which was the only way to the courtyard where Rong Xi was, and he was going to wait here, for someone he wanted to use today.

Finally, as soon as he turned around, he saw the figure walking slowly, with a tall posture, a knife at his waist, every step with the wind, and his eyes were as sharp as lightning.

He smiled softly, and finally came.

He turned around and came in the direction of the man, who saw him and hurriedly saluted, "I have seen His Royal Highness the King of Qi." ”

"Why are you here?" Leng Yiwei asked a little surprised, "What about the third brother?" ”

"My lord is on the side of the Xishui Pavilion, let his subordinates come back and get some things." The man said respectfully.

"Oh......" Leng Yiwei nodded, "Did you take the thing?" ”

The man shook his head, "No, the subordinate went back to the courtyard, and Yahuan said that the things were taken away by the princess." ”

"That's good," Leng Yiwei nodded, "This king is also worried about delaying the third brother's important business." ”

The man smiled, lowered his head and said, "My subordinates don't dare." ”

Leng Yiwei raised the wine jar in his hand, "Since you have met, let's have a drink with this king." ”

"The subordinates don't dare!" The man's head lowered, "Subordinate......"

"Don't give face to this king?" Leng Yiwei interrupted him, with a bit of coldness in his voice.

"No, don't dare." The man raised his head, hurriedly lowered his head again, and said in a deep voice: "So, my subordinates thank you to the prince." ”

"That's right," Leng Yiwei's peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, a little bit of light and a little joy flashed in the corners of his eyes, and he shook the wine jar and said, "Let's go, it's right there." ”

He pointed to a pavilion not far away, where there were a lot of camphor trees planted around it, and the leaves rustled through the wind, and the originally inconspicuous pavilion suddenly seemed to be peaceful and comfortable.

The man followed behind Leng Yiwei and walked slowly to the pavilion, where there were stone tables and stone benches, on which a few leaves fell, Leng Yiwei's fingers picked up the golden fallen leaves, and flicked them lightly, like golden butterflies flying in his fingertips.

"Sit." Leng Yiwei raised his hand and pointed to the stone bench beside him.

"The subordinates don't dare." The man bowed his head.

"If you don't sit, how can you drink with this king?" Leng Yiwei lifted the lid of the wine jar, and the aroma of the wine suddenly overflowed, wafting in this autumn wind, and even the air brought a fragrant smell.

"Jin Mengchun?" The man was slightly surprised.

Leng Yiwei smiled and took out two wine glasses from his wide sleeves, the glasses were crystal clear, and they were carved from the finest jade whole.

While pouring the wine, he smiled and said: "You can know what kind of wine it is by the aroma alone, I heard that the head of the guards around the third brother is not only equipped with unique skills, but also has first-class skills in wine tasting. ”

The head of the guard smiled crampedly, sniffed again, and said: "The prince has won the award, this golden dream is hard to find, although his subordinates love wine, but such a precious wine, his subordinates have never tasted it, but they are fortunate to smell it." ”

"Aren't you going to taste it today?" Leng Yiwei raised his eyebrows and pushed the wine glass containing the wine forward, the wine shook slightly, and the aroma was tangy.

"You should know that this Jin Mengchun's preparation is very difficult to obtain, and it does not tolerate any impurities, if this wine is adulterated with poison, then it can be smelled lightly, and the color of the wine will become turbid." Leng Yiwei's voice was faint, and it dispersed with the rustle of leaves.

"The prince is serious," the leader of the guards lowered his head slightly, respectfully took the wine glass with both hands, put the wine glass under the tip of his nose, sniffed deeply, and praised it: "It is really good wine." ”

With that, he raised his head and drank all the wine from his glass.

Leng Yiwei smiled loudly, and gently brushed the wine glass with his fingers, "It's really refreshing, the third brother's subordinates are really extraordinary, I don't know...... How are you doing with the third brother? ”

The leader of the guards put down the wine glass respectfully, "The prince treats his subordinates very well. ”

"Oh?" Leng Yiwei glanced at him appreciatively, "This king likes you more and more, it's better to ...... This king went to tell the third brother, how about transferring you to the Qi Palace, the monthly silver will be doubled, and in addition, a jar of Jin Mengchun will be added every year. ”

"The subordinates don't dare!" The leader of the guards hurriedly bent down, "There is a death order in Ning Wangfu, once you enter Ning Wangfu, you will be a person in Ning Wangfu for life, and those who have selfish intentions halfway will be killed!" ”

He paused, and his voice became a little deeper, with a bit of autumnal gloom.

"Oh?" Leng Yiwei frowned slightly, "What...... The third brother actually ruled the government like this? No wonder...... No wonder......"

He didn't say what he said later, but it brought people infinite flaws, for a long time, he smiled faintly, waved his hand and said: "You don't have to be nervous, this king just cherishes you for this talent, I heard that no one has ever escaped from your hands, this king quite appreciates." ”

"The prince has won the award." The leader of the guards humbled again.

"Since the third brother is so strict," Leng Yiwei poured another glass of wine and pushed it forward, "Let's drink another glass, this king will not keep you more, so as not to provoke the third brother to blame, in addition, when you want to drink this Jin Mengchun, you can come to this king at any time." ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang." The leader of the guards drank a cup of Jin Mengchun again, and left again.

Watching his back fly away, Leng Yiwei slowly poured the Jin Mengchun in his cup into the soil outside the pavilion, the autumn wind blew in his face, blowing his black hair, like a loose silk in the wind, the black hair reflected his jade-like face, and a cold smile flashed, "How can this king ...... What about those who can be trusted to cultivate even coldly? ”

The leader of the guards walked quickly, all the way back to the outside of the courtyard where Lan Shuyu was, he did not enter the courtyard, his body jumped lightly, jumped to the tree outside the courtyard, the sun passed through the branches and leaves of the trees, casting a faint light and shadow on his face, he looked at the people in the courtyard, and smiled softly.

He sat down on the tree, found a comfortable position, with a branch behind him, and gently folded one in his hand, dangling it around, watching the good show below.

He raised his hand and stroked his face, with a delicate mask on his face, which was the same as human skin, he smiled, the world only knew that the head of the guards of the Ning Wangfu loved wine and had superb martial arts, and he had always shown people with the face on this mask, even the current saint has always thought so.

Except for King Ning Leng Yixiu and Princess Ning Rong Xi, no one knew that his identity coincided with another person.