Chapter 17 Which pot is not opened
"You're going to get used to her!" Yun Zhonghai flicked his sleeves and left angrily, but at this time, Liu Hongying's heart suddenly moved, and her mood suddenly brightened.
Actually, there's nothing wrong with that. As long as Hou Ye looks at her more and more unpleasantly, then the situation will always be favorable for their mother and daughter!
Thinking of this, she smiled at this Yun Ziqing,
"Miss, it's getting late, just rest if you're fine, don't make Hou Ye angry in the future." And Yun Ziqing was disgusted when he saw it.
"Auntie, let's take care of Yun Xintong, and poke a hole in the sky one day." Yun Ziqing patted the soil on his body, and his smile was a little meaningful,
"If it really comes, you won't be able to make up for it." After speaking, he walked slowly in the direction of Mingyue Pavilion, and muttered pointedly,
"This cat is crying rats, it's really a peerless wonder......" Liu Hongying stared at her back hatefully, and couldn't help but almost crush her teeth!
But she didn't know that everything that happened tonight was all taken into sight by a pair of eyes in the dark night.
Soon, a black shadow jumped out from the wall of the Marquis of Anyuan's Mansion and flew away in the direction of King Jing's Mansion.
The moon shadow was faint, and Minghe was dressed in the night, and slowly pushed open the door of Zhan Jiuming's study. He was still sitting in front of the window, staring intently at the bamboo outside the window.
The night is quiet, and under the silver moonlight, the green bamboo looks even more verdant, and the breeze rustles.
This situation and this scene seemed to make Zhan Jiuming's cold and hard aura also moisten a little. He was still sitting in front of the window, staring intently at the bamboo outside the window.
The night is quiet, and under the silver moonlight, the green bamboo looks even more verdant, and the breeze rustles.
This situation and this scene seemed to make Zhan Jiuming's cold and hard aura also moisten a little. Minghe walked in, lowered his head, and stood beside him.
Since then, it seems that the prince has one more item to look at bamboo in his daily life. After Zhan Jiu came back to his senses, he asked lightly,
"What?" Minghe took a thin blanket, put it on his legs, and replied respectfully,
"Lord Wang, Miss Yun went to Lanxiang Pavilion today." After saying that, his face began to smile that he wanted to hold back and couldn't hold back.
Because it's really unfortunate that Lanxiang Pavilion is also their territory. Zhan Jiuming frowned slightly,
"Do something." Minghe hurriedly replied,
"Heal." According to Sister Hua's report, the diagnosis and treatment methods are novel, and the drugs prescribed are unheard of, but what is the specific novelty method, Sister Hua squirmed and pinched without saying why.
"Huh." Zhan Jiu Ming actually laughed lightly! She really knows how to heal? And Minghe couldn't believe his ears at the moment!
He looked at the carved outline of Zhan Jiu's sword again, and found that those sexy thin lips really had a slight curvature!
The prince actually laughed!
"Lord Wang?" The ghost sent the gods, Minghe was a little puzzled. And Zhan Jiuming seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, and he actually looked at him, but his eyes were still deep,
"Speak." Minghe is a little fragmented,
"That...... You ...... Miss Yun" He sensed that Zhan Jiu Ming was a little different from Yun Ziqing. The next moment, the trace on Zhan Jiu's lips disappeared without a trace, and a coldness appeared in his ink eyes,
"You're idle?" At this moment, Zhan Jiuming's whole person is like an iceberg, exuding an incomparably terrifying cold air, if it weren't for the fact that it was summer now, Minghe would have felt that he was in the ice and snow!