Hua Yiyi crossed his waist angrily and snorted disapprovingly.

"It's not easy for my son to find a face, what does it have to do with you!"

As he spoke, he wanted to pull Qianwan's sleeve and lean on his arms.

"Let go."

The eyes of the flower jacket were red, and the mist was accumulated, "the ...... of the sloppy"

"Let you go."

Qianye's voice was cold.

Hua Yi let go of his hand aggrievedly.

It's just that he is a rough old man, with a disobedient powder, and then makes an expression of grievance, which really makes a certain god feel no pity.

Qianwan's eyebrows were dyed cold, and she looked at him with a complicated expression, "The prince's poetry collection is to deceive me?" ”

Hua Yiyi took out a wrapped book of poems from his sleeve, and defended in a low voice, "How could I deceive you?" ”

"This collection of poems was found by my merchant team from the Fan Kingdom, I heard from a friend that Lord Qin is helping you find the true works of the prince, I think you will definitely like it......"

As he spoke, he glanced at Qianwan shyly and timidly.

Tut.

The original owner can't flirt with anyone, and he is good at flirting with dragons and yangs.

Qianye has a headache.

Just as he was thinking about saying that he was about to snuff out the feelings of this flower butterfly Qi Qianwan, who expected Qin Ci to suddenly sit over.

wrapped his arms around Qianwan in front of the flower robe, and leaned on his shoulders gracefully.

Slowly raised his eyes to look at the flower jacket.

The plain cyan and the cold purple begonia are unprecedentedly contrasting.

His clear voice carried a kind of low dissatisfaction, "Juanzhi, what should I do, so many people are worried about you?" ”

Qianwan wanted to let go almost the moment he came up, but Qin Ci grabbed his sleeve hard, frowned and looked down at him.

What kind of moth is this?

In the eyes of outsiders, their actions seemed to be quite helpless in Qianwan, but they let him go wild, looking at Qin Ci with doting eyes to appease his emotions.

Hua Yi stared at the two of them in horror, as if he had been struck by thunder, and pointed at Qin Ci in disbelief.

"Lord Qin, you, you, you...... and ......"

Qin Ci smiled a little embarrassedly.

Qin Ci, a rookie from the Hanlin Academy, who has always been like a beautiful gentleman, did not fall behind in the tongue battle on the apricot altar, and even showed such a unique posture.

The flower jacket almost didn't drop his jaw in shock, and he clenched his sleeves uncomfortably.

No wonder Lord Qi ignored his enthusiastic overtures......

It turned out that Qin Hanlin was the first to board.

Woowoo......

Hua Yuanyue was speechless and choked.

Qianwan pulled the corners of her mouth, pushed Qin Ci away, put a gold ingot on the low table, and looked at the flower robe.

"Thank you, but, it's impossible for me to respond to your feelings."

Cold and ruthless.

didn't look at the flower robe next to him, Qianwan held the poetry book, got up neatly, and walked straight out of the flower boat.

The slender figure melts into the twilight.

Hua Yi glanced at Qin Ci sourly, "How did you do it?" ”

can make the cold and handsome Jinyi Wei calm the envoy so specially.

If it were him, it is estimated that he would have been frozen to death by the chill all over his body before he touched the hands of adults.

Qin Ci picked up the folding fan and chuckled.

"Good-looking."

After that, he also left the flower boat.

However, when Qin Ci walked out of the flower boat, he didn't know that what happened in the smoke and rain was not far away.

Later, it was rumored that Jinling was full of wind and rain, which caused many boudoir women to cry and break their handkerchiefs.

Even the emperor would deliberately glance at Qianwan and Qin Ci a few times in the last dynasty.

When Jinyiwei was patrolling, there were often good-looking handsome little people who seemed to pass by unintentionally, and a group of old men of Jinyiwei bit their cheeks and hurt.

It's okay for the yellow flower girl to throw a handkerchief, what are you guys doing with it?!

But that's a later story, so let's not mention it for now.

……

A horse-drawn carriage galloped along a suburban road.

The wheels of the car crushed the gravel, and the flying stones grinded against the axles, causing the wheels to gradually pull apart from the body.

Sensing that something was wrong, the coachman hurriedly pulled the reins and reined in the horse that was still running.

for fear of torturing the nobles in the carriage.

The horse kicked its front hooves restlessly, and was running so vigorously that it could not be stopped, and with a crisp sound, the carriage was crooked directly into the stone crevice on the shore, and the wheels were stuck and turned around a few times.

"Master!"

The driver was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat, jumped out of the car in panic, and reached out to grab the body that was about to fall into the water.

Not far away, there was a soft whistle.

The frantic horses fell silent for a moment, gasping for hot air and flicking their brown manes.

The coachman looked up, only to see a dark purple figure suddenly falling into the air, stepping steadily on the shore.

Stretching out his hand to push the carriage up, the two of them joined forces and staggered back to the right path.

The coachman had a false alarm.

I almost took my life here.

hurriedly thanked him, looking at Qianwan's eyes as if he was looking at a living Bodhisattva, "Xie Gongzi rescued!" ”

(End of chapter)