"Now if your Zhan family withdraws from the court, the world of the Qin family may be completely fallen." Qin You looked at her and smiled helplessly, now that his father is sincerely worshiping the Buddha, and the Queen Mother is in control of the court, if the Zhan family really goes to Mobei, I am afraid that the imperial city will be completely reduced to a pot of porridge, at that time, even if he is the prince?

Without rights, without the favor of the father, it is nothing.

The heavenly family says that honor is also noble, but if it falls into the dust, it is not as good as a dog!

"I know."

Zhan Qing lowered his eyes, the fate of the original owner in the next few years seemed to have quietly changed, and in the memory of inheritance, Zhanjiang did not ask for permission to go to Mobei.

……

After returning from school, Zhan Qing asked the housekeeper, knowing that Zhan Jiang was reading in the study, if it was a weekday, Zhan Jiang was generally in the barracks at this time, and Zhan Qing knew that he was waiting for her!

"You're waiting outside the door." Zhan Qing knocked on the door and instructed January and March and the others behind him.

"Come in!" In the study, the voice of the young man came out, Zhan Qing pushed the door open, and then closed the door neatly.

In the study, a young man in a white shirt was lying on a pear chair, his eyes closed, his face was indifferent, the book on the desk was opened, and the pen and ink were slightly stained on the pages.

When I heard the sound of the door closing, I opened a pair of amber eyes, sharp as a knife, and the bottom of my eyes was calm, like a cold pool like a cold blade.

Seeing the girl with the same amber eyes as herself, the expression on her face softened, and her voice was not as impatient as just now.

"It's been a while since the tea was brought in, so don't drink it if it's cold."

"Warm." The girl put down the teacup, looked directly at the young man sitting behind the desk, and asked, "Why did you ask the Queen Mother to go to Mobei, you guessed that she would not agree, right?"

"It's just that I suddenly had some bad premonitions, and I asked for it on impulse." Zhanjiang rubbed the corners of his forehead and smiled at her.

"I dreamed that I died, and you were married to Cangyue by the Queen Mother, but why I died, but I don't know, I just feel a little panicked." Now that he thinks about it, he still feels a little palpitation, Zhanqing is ten years younger than him, and when his father died, he asked him to protect her, and he has been careful all these years.

If it was really like that in his dream, he would be ashamed of his parents, and what face would he have to see his parents.

Taking a breath, Zhan Qing lowered his eyes and took a sip of warm tea, and said, "Big brother, you don't have to worry, it's just a dream, haven't you heard that dreams and reality are opposites?"

"I see."

"In a few days, there will be an envoy from Cangyue to communicate, you should pay attention when you go out, and don't cause any more trouble." Zhanjiang put away his tired look and told his little sister bitterly.

"When did I get into trouble?" Zhan Qing hugged the teacup and rolled her eyes, except for slapping the prime minister's face, she hadn't done anything out of the ordinary these days, and no one knew about it.

"I heard that you are very interested in the third prince?"

Zhan Qing was speechless for a while, looking at Zhanjiang with strange eyes, and the next moment he thought that he must have reported this matter to Zhanjiang in January.

As for the heart? She was interested there, but when the road was uneven, she drew a knife to help.

She can't get used to the prime minister's son, she does nothing bad in a day, and if she doesn't learn well, she just teaches a lesson and saves someone!

"No, I don't want to be sticky and fishy, so I won't do this kind of thing."

"Actually, if you fall in love with him, it's understandable, after all, I'm not a thorn in the side of Zhanjiang now, it doesn't matter if you hate him at all, just be happy." Zhanjiang shrugged his shoulders and said that he raised his hands and feet in favor of Zhanqing's pursuit of happiness.

"Thank you for your kindness!" The girl tilted her head slightly, smiling, but when she said the words, she gritted her teeth and said word by word.

After all, she really didn't have any feelings for that kid.