Not far from the pavilion, Luo Wusheng is sitting on the swing leisurely, and in the pavilion is the night Qingqing who is drinking tea, there are no male cultivators and female weavers, and some are just 'concubines'.

"What is he doing here?"

"This subordinate is not capable enough, for a high-powered person like the city lord, I really can't guess what people think in their hearts. I guess 、、、" Jin Lan felt Ye Qingjue raise his eyes with one of the warnings, and there was a little fear in his heart, but he still said it boldly, "I guess it's for your precious lady." As he spoke, he didn't forget to point to Luo Wusheng not far away with his eyes.

Looking at Jinlan, who was so careless and daring to speak, Ye Qingjue could only shake his head, this is what he is used to, the seedlings are already crooked, as long as he can be obedient at the critical moment, at other times, it should be considered to be looking for some fun. Ye Qingjue smiled and lowered his head and continued to look at the tea in the teacup, "In Wusheng's words, it should be the so-called 'three missing one' now." ”

"'Three missing one'? The master has seen the master's mother again, and he asks the master to explain it in detail. Jin Lan asked with a serious face, but her tone was full of playful and sadistic meaning.

Ye Qingjue's hand on the teacup tightened silently, and his thoughts returned to two days ago.

Luo Wusheng sat at the table after dinner and sighed: "Hey, this is really a rhythm that is going to be boring to death, how can it be lacking." ”

Ye Qingjue, who was sitting on the side, heard Luo Wusheng's boredom, and couldn't help but want to do his duty as a minister, "Oh, I don't know what you're missing, lady?"

"There is a shortage of people. Luo Wusheng was still holding his chin with one hand, and the other was rhythmically tapping on the table.

"What's missing?"

Luo Wusheng's head remained the same, but his eyes moved to the side of Ye Qingjue, looking at Ye Qingjue who asked him what he lacked, and the idea of wanting to play Ye Qingjue was born in his heart, wanting to see if Ye Qingjue would be furious after hearing her answer, or would he be furious, "Lack of men." ”

"What?!" Ye Qingjue stood up suddenly, looking at Luo Wusheng who was sitting and raised his head, his eyes turned up and down a few times and looked at him, looking like he was waiting for him to attack, Ye Qingjue took a deep breath, waved his robe and sat down again, his eyes returned to the teacup, "I don't know what kind of man the lady is missing?

After Luo Wusheng heard Ye Qingjue's words, an accidental head slipped from his hand again, and he hurriedly helped his head up, "Ahem, cough、、、、、、 what will you do?"

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, only the lady can't think of it, and I won't do it. Ye Qingjue raised his head and proudly showed himself.

"Cut 、、、" Luo Wusheng's head turned, and he didn't want to pay attention to the night.

"What? Is the lady suspicious of her husband?"

Luo Wusheng turned his head and looked at Ye Qingjue with some pity, "Do you know how to watch a movie?"

"What is a movie?"

Luo Wusheng ignored it directly and continued to ask, "Will you dig a pit?"

"What's so difficult about digging a pit, housekeeper 、、、" I saw that the housekeeper arrived in the room of the main courtyard in general, panting and asking Ye Qingjue what was the matter, Ye Qingjue actually said that he wanted to dig a pit, in the housekeeper's wondering, Luo Wusheng rewarded Ye Qingjue with a roll of his eyes, comforted the old housekeeper who was called by Ye Qingjue, and said to the housekeeper with a smile that it was okay, let him go down and do his own business, and don't pay attention to Ye Qingjue no matter what he calls it later. The housekeeper looked at his master in embarrassment, and Ye Qingjue could only be embarrassed, "Butler, it's okay, you go down first." ”

"Hey、、、、、、 if the Lord is like this, I'd rather be a lonely ghost. Luo Wusheng said and didn't forget to wipe his eyes with his own hands, as if he was shedding tears.

"、、、、、、's okay, you can talk about it, there will always be a husband. ”

"Do you know how to play mahjong?"

“、、、、、、”

"Do you know how to play basketball?"

“、、、、、、”

"Will you have a picnic?"

“、、、、、、”

Looking at Ye Qingjue, who kept shaking his head, his face had already begun to twitch, "One, two, three, four, five, you can't, you dare to say it unashamedly, only what I can't think of, and you won't be able to do it?"

"What do the previous items have to do with one, two, three, four, or five?" No way, knowing that this might be the pit that Luo Wusheng prepared to damage him, but Ye Qingjue still jumped without hesitation, and didn't enter the lady's pit a few times, how could he thoroughly understand his lady.

Luo Wusheng once again despised Ye Qingjue with his somewhat convulsive facial paralysis face, "One is missing and one is unaccompanied to watch movies, two is missing and one is digging a pit with less shovels, three is missing one more mahjong under one hand, four is missing and one basketball team can only watch other people's games, and five is missing and one couple is getting together for a picnic and you are single、、、" Looking at the stunned Ye Qingjue who was said, Luo Wusheng didn't plan to use modern knowledge to brainwash Ye Qingjue, because it was washed in vain, and he still didn't know anything.

"What about six missing one?" Ye Qingjue didn't ask what the mess was.

"Six is missing one?" Luo Wusheng looked at Ye Qingjue, who was still a little smart, and didn't know how to pretend to understand, "Six is missing one, you can only be an ordinary dwarf for the rest of your life." ”

"Little man?" Ye Qingjue stood up and looked at his whole body, "Am I short?"

"Sort of. ”

180 Ye Qingjue stared at Luo Wusheng, wanting to see a trace of unseriousness in her eyes, but this little girl really said so seriously, "Then you must be an ant、、、"

、、、、、、

Ye Qingjue is still silent in his memories, although he is embarrassed by inexplicable words every time, but he doesn't care if he can see Luo Wusheng happy.

Looking at Ye Qingjue, who didn't speak, Jin Lan coughed violently twice, "Cough cough cough 、、、 master?" 、、、 "Master?、、、

"Hmm, where did you say that?" Under Jinlan's continuous summoning, Ye Qingjue finally reacted a little.

"Speaking of the master, I want to talk in detail about what the 'three missing one' I have seen from the master's mother. ”

"What's going on in the Fifth Mo?" Ye Qingjue skipped the topic directly, and his face returned to seriousness.

"Wei Qi's whereabouts are unknown, and it is estimated that the fifth ink is already in Licheng. ”

"The Ghost Face Scholar hasn't shown up yet?"

"There was no movement. ”

"Go find Wei Qi. ”

"Then Shang Wushang will come to Licheng in three days, will you strengthen Licheng's precautions?"

"No, I'm afraid Shang Wushang is not the only one who walked in three days later. Ye Qing's eyes became a little deep: since they are all here, is it time to settle the score?

"Yes, my subordinates obey. ”

Jin Lan left, not far from the pavilion, Luo Wusheng was swinging, inside the pavilion, Ye Qing was drinking tea, this 'Lang Qing concubine' never seemed to be interrupted.