"I'm not your pet." This sentence, she almost word for word.

Pei Lingqi's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his mind was disturbed, and it only turned into two words: "sleeves." ”

Sheng Hansleeve withdrew his gaze and turned his head to walk out the door.

"Where are you going?" He unconsciously pulled his legs to catch up.

"The courtyard not far from the War King's Mansion, the prince won't let me live there, right?" Her voice was faint and cool.

Pei Lingqi wanted to grab her hand, but his arm was raised for a moment and then lowered, and he said in a low voice: "No, I will let Qiuyue and Dongxue also serve you." ”

Sheng Hansleeve let out a "hmm" lightly, and walked away resolutely without looking back.

A piece of his body seemed to have been dug out, and the man's long figure shook slightly, and he held on to the door frame, "Fang Yi." ”

Fang Yi, who was cowering in the corner and didn't dare to make a sound, secretly prayed for himself, "Here, what does the prince command?" ”

"Early tomorrow morning, send someone to the Prime Minister's Mansion and ask Qu Pujia to give this king a satisfactory answer."

Since he firmly believes that he will choose her, he knows his plans.

If you don't show one or two, dare to design him, you have to bear the fear of the unknown.

It's up to her to make a choice.

……

Sheng Hansleeve dragged Fifteen out of its comfortable kennel, "Say, how did you get to the bottom of the big guy?!" ”

"I can't hold this matter, sooner or later I will have to expose my stuffing, I might as well take the control into my own hands." After fifteen, she felt her throat rustle, "What's wrong?" Just cried? Impressed? ”

"Touched by your grandmother's legs, what are you doing with the big guy to be honest? He still chose Qu Pujia! It's useless if you say it! "Plain makes her sad!

Fifteen's excitement froze in the autumn wind, and he knelt down in a daze, "What the hell?" Did I hear me right? ”

"Humph!" Sheng Han went straight forward angrily, and the sedan chair didn't care, and walked on foot.

Because of the surprise, the dog who was slow to beat it quickly spread his legs and ran, "Master, you wait for me!" ”

The scene just now was transmitted to the fifteenth brain through induction, and it said indignantly: "This time the battle lord is too much! Emotional intelligence is unbearably low! Master, I support you in running away from home! ”

Sheng Hansleeve, who was full of anger at first, listened to its exaggerated tone, and most of the resentment in his heart dissipated, and he stopped and rubbed his head with his toes, "It's really useful to raise you." ”

Fifteen looked up arrogantly, "That's!" ”

The main thing is that this time the stupid master and the war lord have a conflict, it ponders that it has its own faults, if it weren't for its care, she probably wouldn't be so angry and sad.

Fifteen, who thinks that he has stabbed the basket, of course, has to find ways to make his master happy.

Phew! What a dog with a great conscience!

Someone came to clean up the luxury courtyard every day, Sheng Han's sleeves came in a hurry, he didn't bring a change of clothes or anything, and asked Qiuyue and Dongxue to go back to get it.

The two maidservants walked to the main courtyard, bumped into Jiang Han's back in front of the house, and stomped their feet angrily, "How can this person not go away!" ”

After that, I didn't dare to mention it to the girl, so as not to affect her mood.

Sheng Han, who seemed to have abandoned mundane things, was happy until three days later-

……

Lu Duran came to the prince of war under the pretext of visiting the sick, and after a few gags, he retreated from everyone and said: "Prime Minister Qu has moved." ”

It's Qu Pujia, who can sit still than her old son.

Pei Lingqi couldn't hide his depression, "It's really an old fox, I haven't counted it on his head by all means." ”

General Lu sensed his gloom, "What's the situation with you, even if you received the holy decree, you didn't say that you would definitely get married, how can you still be angry?" At the end, he asked, "What about the sleeves?" ”

I haven't seen Sheng Han's sleeves since he came.

Zhan Wangye's face was even darker, and his temples kept beating, "Get out if it's okay." ”