Chapter 167 To pick up or not to answer, it's a question

"That'...... Since His Royal Highness is going to rest, the Weichen will retire first. ”

"Wait! Wait! Let's talk about it again!" As soon as Wen Nianqing heard that something was wrong, she hurriedly stopped the footsteps of the man in Xuanyi.

"Okay, what else does Your Highness want to know, Weichen must know everything, and he will say everything." The man in Xuanyi stopped with a smile, glanced at the corner of his clothes at the base of the wall, and said with a smile.

"This practice calligraphy...... The words of this palace are very good, don't need it......" Wen Nianqing had a bitter face, and it was written all over his face that I refused and I refused.

"Your Highness...... Do you really want to talk to Wechen here?" The man in Xuanyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Nianqing's frozen and pale face, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Weichen is nothing, but Your Highness, your face doesn't look very good." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, let's just say it here, Hongu ...... Not cold. Wen Nianqing breathed a sigh of relief and stood there. She handed the hand stove, which had completely cooled down, to Xiao Xue, and motioned for her to exchange two pieces of carbon to come back.

"Your Highness insists on refusing to return to the inner hall, and Weichen can't say anything, but if you freeze, it will be Weichen's sin. If you really don't want to go back, put on Weichen's big hat. The man in the dark clothes did not hesitate at all, and untied the big curtain on his body.

Wen Nianqing looked at the big coat handed over by the man in Xuanyi, and then Xiao Yuhan would be even more angry, and she couldn't say that she was a princess wearing the clothes of a foreign man; Don't wear it - don't say it if you refute the kindness of Lord Qiao, she's really cold!

"That...... Dayu, you can keep it for yourself, the ice and snow have let you stand here for so long, it is rude to this palace, Lord Qiao, please go in and sit. Wen Nianqing quickly adjusted her state, and handed a formulaic smile to the man in Xuanyi.

"In this way, Weichen will be disturbed." The man in Xuanyi was not polite, gave a salute to Wen Nianqing, and walked to the main hall under the leadership of the little palace maid.

Wen Nianqing glanced back at the corner of the wall, but the corner of the clothes had disappeared for some time, Wen Nianqing was stunned, has he already left......

Just as she was walking back in despair, a small pebble suddenly flew from the side and smashed right on the hem of her clothes.

"Huh?" Wen Nianqing looked up, Xiao Yuhan came out of nowhere, and handed her a hand stove, "Warm your hands." ”

"Xiao Yuhan? Where did you come from, and you brought a hand stove! What a sweetness! Thank you!" Wen Nianqing took the hand stove with a smile, and looked at Xiao Yuhan with bright eyes.

"Don't come to this set, hurry up and go in, don't make the guests wait for a long time." Xiao Yuhan angrily stretched out his hand and flicked Wen Nianqing's forehead, "Today's matter will be settled with you another day, I really have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

Wen Nianqing stuck out her tongue mischievously, and staggered to the main hall, and the little palace maid who passed by in front of the main hall covered her mouth and smiled when she saw Wen Nianqing's cheering appearance. Wen Nianqing narrowed her eyes and nodded at the little palace maid in the air: "You didn't see anything." ”

"Yes, Your Highness. The slave maid went to serve tea to the adults in the main hall. The little palace maid bowed in fear, and hurriedly ran in to get down to business.

Wen Nianqing pushed open the door with satisfaction, and saw the man in Xuanyi sitting there slowly sipping tea, and casually made up a reason to fool him, "Let Master Qiao wait for a long time, just now the hem of the palace was suddenly dirty, and after a while, it was delayed." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, Weichen is introducing himself, Weichen Qiao Hanzhi, a gentleman who relied on the budding shade of his ancestors to become a petty official. Wechen is not good at it, so he can still handle it, and the first errand since he took office is to teach you how to write, don't you really think about it?" Qiao Hanzhi blinked pitifully and looked at Wen Nianqing.