Hunt Qi quietly attached to Shui Zhihan's ear and said softly: "The county lord and the night of the county, you don't care, but I care!" ”

As if hearing a joke, Shui Zhihan's slightly narrowed cold eyes opened in an instant, looking at this jade-like face, still showing a jade-like luster, his eyebrows and eyes were raised high, and there were a few more smiles at the bottom of his sparkling eyes, as if he was reminiscing about the beauty of the night of Jilu. [Biqu Ge free reading.>

On the crape myrtle tree, he smelled the fragrance of the flowers, pleased the flowers, communicated and passed on to each other in the language they only understood, and wandered in the indescribable happiness of the crape myrtle flowers. feels the most beautiful thing that grows with her, but at this moment she belongs to him and must belong to him.

"Hehe" A contemptuous laugh appeared from a thin lip flap, Shui Zhi Han smiled without anger, and his unpredictable cold eyes swept away the gloomy look just now, lightly scribbling into the clear and clear black eyes, these clear and clear black eyes seemed to be embedded in the blue sky, removing a layer of boundless emptiness and hypocritical stars.

Shui Zhihan, who rarely showed a smile, his laughter made Zhang Qian shudder, Zhang Qian was the first time to see Shui Gongzi's smile, and this smile made him feel creepy and chilling.

He raised his head anxiously, quietly observed his son, and saw that his son looked calm, still so tepid, indifferent to the ridicule of the water boy, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Childe is childe, calmly deal with all kinds of emergencies. It's already very old-fashioned.

I can't help but secretly blame myself for following Childe for so many years, and Childe's temperament hasn't been touched yet, I'm really ashamed!

Hunt Qi met the sneering cold eyes, intentionally or unintentionally raised the snow-white linen wide sleeves, the wide sleeves swayed with the wind, shaking Shui Zhihan gradually put away his mocking gaze, his eyes turned into a deep cold, and the light radiating in his eyes was like a thousand years of cold ice: "You don't have to want to cover it?" Will you be willing to stay by her side and be the head of the five sons for life? ”

Hunt Qi raised his head from the swaying crape myrtle branches and looked at the green mountains and white clouds in the distance. and the chasing and frolicking birds in the forest, all of which constitute an excellent ink painting in front of his eyes.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves blew rattling, as if crape myrtle was whispering to him: If there is fate in this life, the trees will look at the stars. Hidden in the rivers and lakes do not envy the immortals, and move the sky with emotion!

Hunt Qi's eyes were as gentle as water, and he dissolved the thousand-year-old ice: "Why not?" ”

A trace of anger flashed in his eyes as deep as a cold pool, and the last night that should have belonged to him had rightly become his emotional shock, but it was embroidered with beauty and affection in front of him, just like a man who took what belonged to him in front of him. Challenged a man's self-esteem.

Damn it!

Exasperating!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

The cold air in Shui Zhihan's eyes accumulated more and more, and the indifference in his eyes was as if he was about to freeze a tiger to death, and a cold voice swept past Hunt Qi's ears: "Don't!"

Before the words fell, with a bang, a white blue and white porcelain bowl shot into the air, and suddenly, a small bird let out a sharp scream, and with the scream, a small bird fell in response, fell from the air to the tree and hung up, fluttering its wings and struggling a few times, and its head tilted and died.

Wen Yu's face changed, he picked up the wine bowl without saying a word, raised his head and drank it all, he put the bowl on the table, and the bowl cracked: "Are you threatening me?" ”

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were tense, looking at this posture, none of them was afraid of anyone, as if the two were about to go to war if they disagreed, and there was a cold air surging between the sons, and this cold air gradually rushed towards Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian was so frightened that his legs trembled: Oh my God! Don't let anything happen! If something happens, something big will happen.

He has never seen the two sons get angry, these two sons have very different temperaments, the prince of Qi is as gentle as jade, and the water boy is cold, it should be incompatible with water and fire, he did not pull the two sons with diametrically opposite temperaments together, and one day he will be jealous for the county lord.

These two sons are both hidden and powerful factions, if it is really true, the county lord's mansion will inevitably make trouble, and people will turn their backs, and the county lord's mansion will definitely be a real death.

"What a good thing this is!" Zhang Qianhou was in a hurry beside him, and suddenly, the sound of the bowl shattering in the air injected a heart booster into his heartless heart, and his brain lit up and reacted quickly.

He immediately stepped forward and shouted to his subordinates: "Change the big bowl and serve a few good dishes, it is rare for the son to get together to drink, you must serve the son well, let the son drink and eat meat to the fullest." Today, Childe is not drunk and does not return. ”

Fortunately, Zhang Qian reminded them in time that they woke up like a dream, and quickly removed the cold dishes on the table as quickly as possible, re-served a few good dishes, and then brought a few jars of daughter red, which eased the tension, and they each adjusted their breath and gradually calmed down.

Yes, don't make trouble in front of your subordinates, lose the bearing and elegance of your son, add jokes to make people laugh, know the inside story, know that they are fighting for face, and don't know the inside story, mistakenly think that they are jealous for the county lord, and make people laugh more than once.

Good things don't go out, scandals spread thousands of miles, these scandals spread quickly, once they spread out, the good image of the former son plummeted, and became the joke of people in the capital after tea and dinner.

They still understand the truth that the family is ugly. The two of them hated the same enemy, and they all glanced at the subordinates who were busy in front of them, and glanced at them fiercely, so frightened that the subordinates' legs were only weak, where did they dare to do more, they were busy with the work at hand, and quickly slipped away, far away from the land of right and wrong, and never dared to take a second look at the elegance of the son, that kind of elegance would take their lives.

Hunt Qi regained his glow, he rolled up his snow-white wide sleeves, lifted the big bowl across the table, bypassed the dishes on the table, and gently touched the big bowl on the opposite table, a gentle voice melted in Shui Zhihan's ears, and the cold on Shui Zhihan's face was also blown beautifully: "Come, do a bowl, today is a good day, don't get drunk and don't return." ”

The chill on Shui Zhihan's face gradually dissipated, and his inky black hair had been dried by the wind, draped over his black robe, almost blending with the black robe of the same color, unable to distinguish each other.

Only when the wind blows and blows the black hair draped on his shoulders high can people feel that the black hair also contains life. At any moment, a huge amount of energy will erupt, and the black hair will turn into a sharp blade and stab at the opponent.

He raised his head and brushed away the black hair that was covering his eyes, a chill hit his eyes, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

Hunt Qi ignored the murderous aura in his eyes, just lowered his head and drank, and after drinking half a bowl, he whispered softly: "She's still a child, don't hurt her." ”

This soft whisper of a butterfly in the spring breeze fell on Shui Zhihan's ears, and he felt weird and was stunned for a while.

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