"No, no!"

Yu Qiqi immediately denied it.

Nangong Yan's brows were still tightly furrowed, obviously not believing her words, "Then why did you make it like this?" ”

"I was hungry for the roast pigeon and sauced beef in Fan Hualou, so I drank two more sips of wine, and I didn't buy drunk for anyone."

She wouldn't admit that she ran to get drunk for him, and he didn't laugh off his big teeth.

Nangong Yan was quite satisfied with this answer, and a burst of joy crossed his heart, and the fingers he rested on his knees moved slightly.

But after only a moment's effort, he remembered the green chant who was still in a coma, and the resentment against her in his heart was rekindled, he stood up and put on the robe brought by the waiter, "Wan Niang has fallen into the old illness, I will clean you up!" ”

Before leaving, he hurled a harsh word at her.

Yu Qiqi sat on the carved round stool with a blank face, this toss made her body tired, and after the wide clothes bathed out, Zhao Niang told her that Lu Yin suffered from an old disease of heart pain, and I heard that it was the root of the disease left by the slippery tire, and she fainted in pain tonight.

Yu Qiqi knew why Nangong Yan left that sentence when he left.

She blinked her eyelids, and at this time, Zhao Niang exclaimed, "Ah, why does His Highness have this thing on him?" She saw that Zhao Niang was holding a small crossbow in her hand, and she was sorting out Nangong Yan's clothes.

"Maybe it was for Wan Niang." Yu Qiqi didn't think about it, so he spoke.

"When did Wan Niang like these things?" Zhao Niang moved her mind without shame and looked at Yu Qiqi, "Isn't it, it's for the crown princess?" ”

She's always liked to fiddle with them.

Yu Qiqi didn't answer, only smiled at her, then turned over on the soft couch and covered his head with a quilt. Will Nangong Yan give her something? Don't even think about it.

That night, Yan Shiqing received a reply from Yan Churan. After reading the letter, there was a layer of indifference in his eyes, and he put the letter in his hand on the candlelight.

There was a flame that flickered in his indifferent eyes.

Qing Yu walked in from outside and handed him the list of royal magnates from various families he had collected in the past few days.

Yan Shiqing spread out the list and put it on the desk. If you want to gain a firm foothold in Yanjing City, you must first make friends with a famous family with a certain reputation.

"Shizi, which one will we go to first tomorrow?" Qing Yu stood aside, his eyes also looking at the names on the list.

"This one."

A moment later, Yan Shiqing's finger clicked on the list.

Just now, his eyes swept over the list, and finally locked his gaze on the name of the ninth row, Ning Shenyuan of the Earl's Palace.

Ning Shenyuan's family has been hairpins for generations, and they have always loved to make friends in Yanjing City, so they will not refuse to see him because he is from Nanzhao.

"However, I didn't get any useful information from him." Qingyu was puzzled.

Yan Shiqing's eyes had a deeper meaning, "Gu Xia, the commander of Yanjing City, is his uncle. ”

Now, Qingyu understood.

On the second day, Nangong Yan got the news that Yan Shiqing had gone to visit the Earl's Palace. He blocked Yan Shiqing on his way back to Proton Mansion.

"Want to gain a foothold in Yanjing City?" On the silent side street, Nangong Yan stood slightly sideways in front of him, with his hands behind his back, staring at him.

"I haven't forgotten my identity as a proton, if I don't stand firm in the script, how can I deal with His Royal Highness the Prince?"

Yan Shiqing was very calm and composed, and did not hide his intentions.