Rong Shizi bent his lips and smiled, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he was obviously in a very happy mood.

Because when someone sees thousand-year-old ginseng, the first thing that comes to mind is not that Baili Kun would give her such an expensive thing, maybe it should be said that she doesn't want to think about it at all.

Qu Yan squatted on the roof, looking at King Changning, who was going over the wall with an excited face, and shook his head silently.

The son of his family with a black belly didn't really want to make soup from the beginning.

He glanced over to Qu Feng in the other corner, gesturing to her,

"Good job, did you run to Tan Shilang's mansion and hide at that time?"

Qu Feng glanced at the gossip of his own leader, and said coldly:

"It's not."

"Didn't the prince ask you to lead you to Tan Shilang's mansion?" Sometimes it's a bit boring to be a hidden guard, and it's impossible to stay all day without communicating.

"Dali Temple." Qu Feng was concise and to the point, watching the girl he protected enter the house with the prince, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

"Where did you go? At that time, didn't Prime Minister Bai also take someone to Dali Temple to search for Lord Zhou's house, don't you think it's dangerous to hide there? Qu Yan asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Qu Feng's only exposed eyes gave him a bright eye knife, "Do you look down on me, or do you look down on yourself?" ”

forehead

Qu Yan touched his nose, if the people inside the Blue Bird couldn't even hide from the search of the guards in the ordinary mansion, it was really in vain to have such a name as the Blue Bird.

"He's too idle." Qu Qing, who had always been silent on the sidelines, finally spoke up, and was unanimously approved by the other hidden guards.

Successfully brought their leader to tears, woo woo and harmonize teammates love or something, don't you all understand?

"You haven't studied your imperial art for the past two days, so let's have time this afternoon." Rong Yi glanced at the inconspicuous corner, stood up and said to Ming Yulong.

"Hmm. I was about to tell you, it's only been three days, and there are still some things I don't understand. Speaking of this, Ming Yulong's expression was different, and he walked directly to the room, moved out of the sand table and studied it with Rong Yi in the room.

Because there is not much time, so every minute and second can not be wasted, plus the past few days of reading and saving questions, after the two entered the house, they have been talking very warmly, until the most Ming Yulong's questions are clear, and he lay on the soft couch to continue reading.

Yuyi has quite high requirements for the reading volume of books, and she doesn't want to understand every word clearly.

Seeing her flip over to read, Rong Yi also took a book and sat under the window, the evening sun shone obliquely from the window, and the rich fragrance of osmanthus filled the courtyard, he turned around and glanced at the girl lying quietly on the soft couch, the ink hair was sprinkled on the water-red jasmine satin, and the light shone in the green silk with a moist luster.

She holds a book in one hand and pillopher the other behind her head, quiet like a cluster of flowers planted in a boulder, quiet and elegant

The quiet man suddenly opened his mouth, yawned loudly, and grabbed a densely soaked plum in his mouth with his backhand, probably because the plum was a little sour, his little face wrinkled, and muttered a few words.

He guessed that it should be- hell, why is it so sour.