Chapter 443: Where's Your Face?
"Not really. ◢ With ◢ Dream ◢ Xiao ◢.lā" Chu Lange muttered: "Last time Qi Hai had an accident, the Qi family did not come forward. ”
The Qi family is a big family in the capital, with lush branches and leaves.
Among them, Qi Hai is only a side disciple and has not been taken seriously for a long time.
However, Qi Zhao is a descendant of the Qi family, and among the younger generation in the capital, his reputation is not big, but Qi Zhao's eldest brother Qi Jing is one of the four princes, and he is as famous as Zhang Jian.
However, the last time Qi Hai had an accident, the Qi family didn't help for some reason, or the Marquis of Qingyuan ran for Qi Hai. It stands to reason that Qi Zhao is the person of Duanwang, and Qi Hai is also the person of Duanwang, and the Qi family should not sit idly by.
Chu Lange gently groped for the cover of the book with his fingertips, but he was thinking about things in his mind.
"Ah Xiu, tell me about the younger generation in Beijing." Chu Lange has some general understanding of the people and things in Beijing, but he is still limited to a few years ago, and he doesn't know much about the younger generation of characters.
Zhuo Yilan saw that she was interested, so he introduced her.
At that time, when introducing, a certain highness also played a little cautious, and talked about the excellence of those young people in one or two sentences, focusing on the shortcomings of the other party, and the weaknesses were infinitely magnified. After he chatted for a while, he added at the end: "After chatting today, I realized that the entire capital is a standout." ”
His slender index finger gently ruffled the strands of hair that hung down from his sideburns.
It's romantic, but it's too artificial!
Chu Lange bowed his head with a slight smile.
She resolutely didn't look at him, otherwise, what would he do if he was annoyed and angry for a while?
Zhuo Yilan knew that he had failed to flirt, so he still sat upright, looking at the daily list on the table, adding and subtracting, "Achu, what color should I choose for my belly pocket?" Is it better to embroider a peony, or is it a mandarin duck playing in the water? ”
Chu Lange: "......"
The book in my hand, I really want to smash it!
However, when she looked up and glared at him, she found that he was still staring at the list, with a serious expression.
Chu Lange said angrily: "Feel free." ”
"That's not going to work, it's the worst thing to be casual." Zhuo Yilan's peach blossom eyes burned, "I'll help you choose." ”
Chu Lange reminded: "I use men's clothes now. ”
"It's out of the way, the belly pocket is a personal thing, no one can see it." Zhuo Yilan is very persistent...
Chu Lange really wanted to smash him in the face.
A little ashamed, okay?!
A girl's belly pocket, can you touch it as a big man?
What about your face?
What about the face?
What about the face?!
But Chu Lange's resistance was ineffective.
Who made her a sick person who couldn't even stand up?
The desk where Zhuo Yilan was sitting was still more than a foot away, and it was not easy for her to teach him a lesson.
And Zhuo Yilan continued to have an unprecedented interest in preparing her things.
All the things she used to use were prepared by the housekeeper, and he threw them away. Anyway, he began to toss around the room, making Chu Lange's face black, he was really too lazy to look at him, so he simply lay down, lifted the quilt and covered his face - sleep.
The outside world doesn't know what happened in the Tibetan Orchid Garden.
However, the news that Qi Zhao, the second son of the Qi family, was seriously injured outside the city spread in Beijing.
After tea and dinner, it became one of the many talking points.
And the gossip about Zhuo Yilan is that no one talks about it anymore, and no one dares to talk about it even after King Duan stood in front of Zhuo's mansion for more than an hour last time. Because the capital was suddenly under martial law that day, something must have happened to him.
On the other hand, martial law was imposed for several days.
The people trembled, and everyone was in danger.
After the whole city was lifted, no one talked about the events of that day.