After the two of them said goodbye, the high priest turned around and looked at Di Qin with an indifferent expression: "We should go." ”

"Third brother, farewell." Emperor Chin said hello to Huang Quan, and then left with the high priest.

When the two left, Nangong Mian looked at Huang Quan and said, "Quanquan, there have been deaths in this house, do you want to change the room?" ”

"Third brother, no need." Huang Quan said: "I'm not afraid, don't worry about me, it's not early, you can go back and rest." ”

Nangong Mian frowned and asked, "Really?" ”

Huang Quan nodded very firmly: "I really don't need to." ”

Is a dead room scary?

Not terrible!

After all, the place where she used to live was the underworld.

Seeing that Huang Quan was really not afraid, Nangong Mian didn't insist on changing rooms anymore, and after telling Huang Quan a few words, he went back to his room.

After sending everyone away, Huang Quan took a sip of tea, then washed up and went to bed, ready to rest.

*

Coming out of the inn, Emperor Qin and the high priest got into the carriage one after the other.

After entering the carriage, the high priest looked at Di Qin: "What do you think of what just happened?" ”

Di Qin's eyebrows drooped, and his long curly eyelashes covered them, covering the look in his eyes, making it impossible for people to peep.

Hearing the high priest's question, Di Qin raised his head, and there was no temperature in his dark eyes, like an abyss under a thousand feet, and the forest was bitterly cold.

"Nangong Qingle." Di Qin looked at the high priest and said these four words indifferently.

Hearing this answer, the high priest was not surprised, but said, "She can't do it alone." ”

"Yes." Di Qin hooked his lips and sneered, "So there are people behind her." ”

"Who do you think it will be?" The high priest said, "People from the Nangong family? Or the people who came with Nangong Qingle? ”

"Whoever it is, shouldn't touch the spring." Di Qin's eyebrows and eyes were cold, like a killing god who had come out of hell.

The high priest looked at him and sighed inwardly.

Emperor Qin has been acting absolutely, and now there are people who care, in order to protect the people he cares about, he will only act more absolutely, and he doesn't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing?

*

Following.

After breakfast, Huang Quan went to the Imperial College with the dean.

Today is the third round of the competition, and the number cards are going to be drawn again, so after Huang Quan arrived at the college, he went directly to the place where the number cards were drawn.

There are fifty-five number plates, and one number plate represents a bye, and those who draw can directly enter the next round of the competition, so when Huang Quan drew the number plate plate, several students and the dean who came with it were praying.

Pray that she will draw the number plate that represents the bye.

In this regard, Huang Quan was a little helpless.

Soon, Huang Quan drew his number plate for today, and after registering, he went to the competition field.

There were a lot of people in the arena, most of them were students watching the play, and of course, there were a lot of people who wanted to compete.

Huang Quan entered the arena and looked down to see Nangong Qingle sitting on the third order.

Just as Huang Quan looked over, Nangong Qingle also looked back when he heard the voice.

Looking at each other, Huang Quan hooked his lower lip, then withdrew his gaze and sat down beside Nangong Mian.

Nangong Mian looked at Nangong Qingle below, and his face was not very good-looking.

Nangong Qingle didn't notice that Nangong Mian was wrong, and after Huang Quan retracted his gaze, Nangong Qingle looked at her for a while before retracting his gaze, his eyes were cold, like a poisonous snake.

The people sent out never replied, and Nangong Qingle knew that the plan had failed.