Qianwan raised an eyebrow, "Yes." ”

Sure enough, being able to write is different, and it's hard for my aunt to wait for half an hour.

Seeing that Dong Zhongfeng was fascinated, he wrote with grief and indignation, and finally handed her the petition with tears in his eyes.

She glanced twice, the first half of the page was all, and it was omitted directly, and the second half of the page was all about something, whining and mourning, and her eyelids were itchy when she saw it.

I didn't expect the emperor to like this tone.

Tut.

The feelings of the literati, she is really too lazy to understand it.

The emperor looked up and asked, "Qi Aiqing, who wrote this petition?" ”

"Back to the emperor, this love letter is written by Dong Zhongfeng, the former master of the Hejian Mansion, this person resigned the year before last, and now he is the village head of Shuibu Village."

"Oh?" The emperor smiled, put the page back into the fold, and sighed with some disappointment, "It's a pity, this person is a bit literate, but he resigned, and he must have no intention of pursuing a career, so let's take a look." ”

True or false heartless, can the emperor not be able to tell?

It is estimated that she is mostly suspected of carrying private goods.

Qianwan's heart was clear, and he didn't say much, and left the Heart Cultivation Hall after bowing.

The emperor held his hands and stroked the jade beads meaningfully, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

This Qi Aiqing didn't help to defend himself, did he really have no friendship with that Dong Zhongfeng?

……

Qianwan walked out of the imperial garden, and a little eunuch with a clear figure came out of the palace wall and blocked the intersection.

He held a square handkerchief in his hand and whispered, "My lord, your handkerchief has fallen here." ”

Qianwan's footsteps paused, and her cold eyes looked at the past lightly.

"How did you know I was going to go from here?"

Wei Yan lowered his eyes, looked at the shadows sprinkled on the stone bricks, and replied in a humble tone, "The slave has been waiting for the adult for four days, and I asked the Jinyi guard on duty, only to know that the adult was on a business trip, and he was lucky today, thinking that he should say thank you to the adult." ”

"Come here."

Hearing the man's cold voice, Wei Yan froze, rubbed his handkerchief with his knuckles, and walked towards him according to his words.

When he got closer, a very faint cold acacia fragrance came in from the tip of his nose, which made Wei Yan's mind shake for a while.

Just as he tried to concentrate, a hand suddenly reached out.

The bones are distinct, fair and slender.

It's not like a hand that has been tortured in prison.

The hand held his jaw and pinched it slightly.

The other party seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and increased his strength again, pinching his face.

This action is too abrupt.

Especially the one who did it was the famous Wang Sun Guizhou of Xiangjiang, and the frightening cold-faced Rakshasa in the brocade guard.

I really can't figure out why he would behave so rudely.

Just one pinch is accidental, and two pinching is deliberate.

Wei Yan couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him, frowned and reminded, "Your Excellency, ......"

Qianwan pursed her lips, withdrew her hand with a natural expression, and said coldly, "Father-in-law Wei has something on his mouth." ”

Wei Yan lowered his head, handed the handkerchief to Qianwan's eyes, and his voice deliberately calmed down, "Slave Lord Xie reminds." ”

Qianwan took the veil with a cold expression, "You should know my name." ”

Wei Yan folded his hands in front of him and replied cautiously, "The slave only knows that the Lord is the envoy of Jinyi Wei, and the Lord Qi Qianwan Qi." ”

"Not bad." Qianwan raised her eyebrows lightly, "But...... My surname is Qi, my name is Qianwan, and the words are clear, you can call me in the future. ”

I've never heard of it, it's very novel.

Wei Yan couldn't help but be surprised, and actually revealed a little bit of his true colors, "You still have a number?" ”

Qianwan tilted her head slightly to look at him.

Wei Yan realized that he didn't choose what to say, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

As soon as he wanted to kowtow and ask for guilt, he saw that the rumored Lord Wei Qi, who had always been cold as frost, slowly hooked his lips and smiled at him.

In this endless night, the smile is like the first glow after the rain, dispelling the heavy and pressing mist, which is enough to make people amazing.

"I'll tell you when your face is rounder."

Qianwan stuffed the handkerchief into his arms, quite a bit of a bully, "If you don't like to use this thing, you can dismantle the gold thread and exchange it for some silver taels." ”

After saying that, he strode away.

Wei Yan watched the man leave in a daze, and the long figure walked out of the palace wall.

The cold wind was steep, and his clothes were still very thin.

Can...... The handkerchief in his hand was warm, and he even felt that the temperature could easily burn him.

Wei Yan lowered his head, folded the handkerchief neatly, tucked it into his sleeves, and when he raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes returned to their usual cold depression.

He turned around and was about to go back to his lodgings, but unconsciously glanced back again.

"Qi Qianwan ......"

As soon as it came out with a soft sound, it was immediately blown away by the night wind.

……