The horse's pace gradually slowed down, Murong Zhao turned his head to the side to look at Shang Yuanqing, and his cold voice couldn't hear the emotion, "The people who are waiting for Zhao are also in Zhao." ”

Yuan Yu chuckled and looked away, "Brother Zhao's words, he is interested in someone, I don't know which girl it is, who is her surname, and how old is her age?" ”

"I don't know." Murong Zhao blurted out and looked at the road ahead again.

Yuan Yu was speechless and hummed symbolically.

Judging from the plot of this world, there is no absolute male and female protagonist, and his task is just to live, which should not include who to be with.

Yuan Qi's own feelings are actually obvious, although he and Murong Yan are two childhood sweethearts who have no guesses, he just treats Murong Yan as his sister; Although he had a love with Xue Zhi, he wanted to be a minister and should be subservient to the king; has a deep friendship with Murong Zhao, but in his heart it is a proper brotherhood.

To put it bluntly, Yuan Qi is a straight man who can't be straighter.

When he went to Fengmanlou, Yuan Yu boldly ordered a full table, and he ate very energetically, while Murong Zhao was just drinking hard, and he hadn't eaten a single dish, as if he had some inexplicable distress.

Hiccuped indecently, Yuan Qi took a sip of tea, and then asked, "Brother Zhao has something to say to you, maybe you have a way to solve it." ”

As soon as he drank the wine in the pot, Murong Zhao's face was flushed, and he drunkenly took out a piece of paper from his arms, and said bitterly, "I can't ask for it, I can't have it." ”

A ridicule overflowed from his lips and teeth, Murong Zhao slapped his palm on the table, and said angrily, "Why do you say that I can't ask for it, I can't have it?" ”

He asked for a marriage sign in Kongshan Temple, which was a note to unsign.

He came out of the empty mountain temple with a sigh of relief.

After drinking, this breath was even worse, as if he was going to burn his whole body before he stopped.

Murong Zhao staggered up on the table, holding a note and walking towards Yuan Yu, the words were powerful, "Twenty-six, a very good minister, why do you say that I can't ask for it, I can't have it?" Brother Qian, do you say there is a problem with this signing? ”

The scorching breath came to his face, Yuan Qi subconsciously leaned back, and Murong Zhao leaned into his arms one by one.

Yuan Zhen dodged again.

The end result was a plop, and both people fell to the ground at the same time.

Murong Zhao pressed on Yuan Qi's body, and asked with a frown, "Brother Qi, do you have a way to help Zhao solve it?" ”

Yuan Zhen turned his face away, "You get up first." ”

Murong Zhao struggled to get up, but his whole body couldn't lift his strength, and he just got up a little and fell back again.

The posture is more ambiguous than before.

Yuan Qi whispered a word of offense, and pushed Murong Zhao away from him.

Bang!

Murong Zhao's head hit the table leg.

Yuan Qi hurriedly pulled him up from the ground, Murong Zhao tilted his head, leaned directly on his shoulder, burped, and said vaguely, "The so-called can't be asked, can't be had, it's just an excuse used by the weak to escape from reality." ”

Sending Murong Zhao back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he didn't expect Murong Yan to be there, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a while.

The maidservant sent Murong Zhao back to the room to rest, and Yuan Qi followed Murong Yan to the study in the backyard.

As soon as the door closed, the oppressive feeling of suffocation came to my face.

Yuan Qi moved to the door casually, ready to retreat at any time.

Murong Yan sat at the desk and stared at him with a smile, "The mourning family didn't know that Yuan Taifu was that kind of person before. ”

"I don't understand what the Queen Mother means."

Before Yuan Qi's words fell, Murong Yan sneered, "Broken sleeves." ”