If something really happens to the prince, I'm afraid that my grandmother will be even more sad.

Grandmother's eyes were no longer clear, but she couldn't let anything irritate her.

"What are you doing?" As soon as Qin Mobao crossed Li Feiyan, Li Feiyan shouted, "Stop, why are you going?" Li Feiyan ran in front of Qin Mobao, stretched out his hands, and stopped Qin Mobao.

Qin Mobao's brows furrowed slightly, he suddenly smiled, and approached her, "Don't you want Beichen Xuan to go to the Thanksgiving Temple?" I'll go in and help you get a sniff. ”

"Would you be so kind?" Li Feiyan looked Qin Mobao up and down.

"Because I want to go too." Qin Mobao showed Bai Sensen's teeth.

"What are you going to do?" Li Feiyan stared at Qin Mobao vigilantly.

"Let's take a look, I haven't been to Thanksgiving Temple in a long time since I've been in Kyoto, so I'm curious about it."

Qin Mobao pulled down Li Feiyan's arm in front of her, "Although we hate each other, we have the same goal this time and make a temporary truce." ”

Li Feiyan was still chewing on Qin Mobao's words, and when she turned around, Qin Mobao had already gone up the steps, pushed open the door of the study, and walked in.

But thinking of Qin Mobao's words, she didn't shout and make a fuss.

Just chopped feet.

It squeaked open.

Beichen Xuan raised his head at the desk.

His eyes stared at Qin Mobao faintly.

Qin Mobao's steps paused slightly, and then continued to walk over.

Stop in front of the table opposite Beichen Xuan.

"Didn't you say you would go to the Thanksgiving Temple?" Qin Mobao looked down at the music in front of him, "What do you mean by looking at these things now?" Did you mean that you didn't go? ”

"Who did you say yes?" Beichen Xuan looked at her with a gloomy gaze.

……

Even if he could forget what she said, that ......

If he agrees to the Li Feiyan he likes and loves, will he be able to rebel?

"Master, if not, I'll go by myself." Qin Mobao's voice was just right.

The atmosphere in the study was a little stiff.

Beichen Xuan stood up, bypassed the desk, and came to Qin Mobao.

Sandwiched her between herself and the table.

Forehead!

Wall knock?

Qin Mobao reached out and pushed Beichen Xuan.

"Talk is talking, but please don't get so close."

"Little handy" Beichen Xuan put his head against her head and shouted softly.

In his voice, he could hear his exhaustion.

Exhaustion?

Qin Mobao pouted secretly, it seemed that they had been fighting in the field for a long time last night

"Why don't you tell the truth?" Beichen Xuan used his strength and took her whole person into his arms.

What's the situation?

She just came in and called him to go to the Thanksgiving Temple, how could she be seen in her arms now.

"Master, Miss Li is probably in a hurry outside." Qin Mobao had to speak and remind Beichen Xuan.

She thought her reminder was a pun.

One, she wants to tell him that you are the one who has a wife

Second, if you promise someone else's business, please hurry up.

Beichen Xuan was unmoved, still maintaining that ambiguous posture, staring at her without blinking.

"......" She doesn't have time to stare at him right now, okay.

"Beichen Xuan, are you finished? Whether you go or not, what's the matter if you don't say anything? Qin Mobao frowned, what she hated most was that he looked at her, and then didn't say a word, pretending to be deep.

The warmth in her eyes pierced his heart.

She was always not patient with him and Zhang Sanzhong.

He slowly let go of her, and the grief in his eyes made Qin Mobao's heart tighten.

I wanted to ask him, but I didn't know where to start.

Beichen Xuan turned around and walked out.

Qin Mobao looked at his Xiao Suo's back with a little ...... Indescribable melancholy.

Qin Mobao stood in place and was stunned, and then followed out.

Just waited for her to go outside the study, and there was no longer Beichenxuan and Li Feiyan in the courtyard.

Qin Mobao asked Xiao Si, who was looking at the study.

"Ye and Miss Li are gone." Xiao Si replied.

Qin Mo Baoqi's teeth itched.

With a cold snort, he also left.

Out of the gate of Beifu, Beichen Xuan didn't see it but met Beichen Ming.

"Miss Qin is also going to the Thanksgiving Temple?" Beichen Ming, who was just about to get into the carriage, saw Qin Mobao walk out and said with an evil smile.

Beichen Ming's smile made Qin Mobao's temples bulge.

There was a faint uneasiness in her heart.

Why, Beichen Ming and Li Feiyan both said Thanksgiving Temple today?

Qin Mobao thought in his heart, and smiled calmly on his face.

"Shizi and Miss Li went to the marriage tree of Thanksgiving Temple, what should I do?"

Qin Mobao asked with a smile.

"Oh, since Miss Qin doesn't go to the Thanksgiving Temple, why don't you go to the First Restaurant with my son for a few drinks?"

"Miss Ben is generally provocative when she drinks, and it is obvious that the second son ......" Qin Mobao kept smiling at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe......" Beichen Xuan laughed in the carriage, "Miss Qin is really a straightforward person. However......" Beichen Ming looked at from afar, "people who are straightforward and fast-talking generally have a short life." ”

it!

Dare to curse her.

"Miss Ben has never heard that a straightforward person will live a short life, but I have often heard people say that if you do too many bad things, you will be delirious and unable to sleep in the middle of the night." Qin Mobao walked slowly and stood in front of Beichen Ming's carriage, "Looking at the haggard appearance of the second son, did you see something in the middle of the night?" ”

"Want to know?" Beichen Ming smiled evilly,

"I don't want to." Qin Mobao shook his head. She won't be naïve to think that Beichen Ming

Will be honest with her.

The two chatted a few more words, and then Beichen Ming left in the carriage.

Qin Mobao secretly followed the road for a while.

Looking at the direction of Beichen Ming's carriage leaving

Beichen Ming also went to the Thanksgiving Temple?

The third prince, Beichen Ming. The two men are on the same rope.

As for Li Feiyan, Qin Mobao didn't know who she helped.

The person who said that she was the third prince, but ...... The person she wants to marry, Beichen Xuan, has already chosen to oppose the third prince.

Qin Mobao immediately hurriedly ran to the Xianwang Mansion.

"Excuse me, is the idle king in the mansion?" Qin Mobao was at the gate of the Xianwang Mansion and asked the gatekeeper.

I haven't exercised for a long time, but I'm gasping after running this little road.

"Lord Wang?" The two Xiao Si glanced at each other, "It's still in the house." ”

"Huh?" Qin Mobao was a little surprised, she looked up at the sun, it was not early, Zhou Yan was still in the mansion!

She had been worried for so long.

She thought that he would go to the Thanksgiving Temple early.

"Do you need a little one to go in and report it?" Xiao Si asked cautiously.

Today's Xianwang Mansion is not the original Prince's Mansion, so that they are careful and respectful to every guest who comes to the door.

"I'm in trouble."

Qin Mobao bent over Xiao Si who was guarding the door.

Not long after Qin Mobao was outside, Zhou Yan inside personally greeted him.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Yan was surprised, just now Xiao Si told him that there was a black girl looking for him at the door, although he thought that it might be Qin Mobao, but when he saw that it was really her, he still felt a little ...... Accidentally.

"Didn't the prince promise the queen to go to the Thanksgiving Temple today last night, why is she still in the Wangfu at this hour?" Qin Mobao followed behind Zhou Yan and entered the Xianwang Mansion.

In the huge idle palace, there are almost no maids and minions.

In addition to some vibrant flowers and plants.

The others are lifeless.

"Originally, I was going to go earlier, but when the carriage was released and it didn't reach East Street, the carriage broke down, so I had to rush back and repair it."

As they spoke, they had come to a carriage whose wheels had been removed. And the horse that pulled the carriage, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as skinny in the wind.

Qin Mobao doubted that the thin horse could pull Zhou Yan.

"Why don't you let someone do it?" Qin Mobao did it to Beichen Xuan, who was repairing the carriage

Zhou Yan smiled and didn't say anything, but continued to repair the carriage.

Qin Mobao stepped forward to help, but was stopped by Zhou Yan, "It'll be fine in a while, you are waiting." ”

Zhou Yan, who was dressed in a clear color, didn't care about the dust on the wheels of the carriage,

Pick up the wheels and load them onto the wagon.

Seeing Zhou Yan at this time, who would have thought that he would once be the prince of a country.

After a while, the carriage was repaired.

Zhou Yan went back to the house to change his clothes, and then freshened up.

"This king is going to the Thanksgiving Temple now, you ......"

"I'll go to the Thanksgiving Temple too." Qin Mobao climbed into Zhou Yan's carriage, "Gongshun Shizi has gone to the Thanksgiving Temple, I came to the Xian Wangfu just to rub the prince's carriage." ”

Qin Mobao said with a smile.

"You sit inside!" Zhou Yan lifted the curtain and let Qin Mobao in.

"No, you can sit here and see the scenery." Qin Mobao sat down beside Zhou Yan.

"You're really not going in?"

"Hmm." Qin Mobao nodded seriously.

Zhou Yan raised his whip and whipped it on the skinny horse, all the reins, "Drive." ”

The horse ran in pain.

It's not so much about running as it is about walking.

The corners of Qin Mobao's mouth twitched, "Zhou Yan, you have been reduced to only ......" Qin Mobao looked at the thin horse and didn't continue.

Zhou Yan smiled bitterly when he heard this.

"That's the reality."

When passing by a clothing shop on East Street, "Stop, stop!" ”

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yan didn't know why Qin Mobao suddenly shouted in the hall, but he still stopped the already unhappy horse.

"Let's go!" Qin Mobao jumped out of the carriage, and then also pulled Zhou Yan down and entered the clothing store.

"Master, my subordinates didn't find Qin Mobao." At the foot of the mountain, Qingfeng bowed his head and returned.

"Didn't find it?" Beichen Xuan, who was in the carriage with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his cold gaze was like the cold air in winter, spreading between heaven and earth.

"When the subordinates met Beifu, the subordinates said that Qin Mobao had already left Beifu when she saw that her master was gone. As for where to go, I don't know. ”

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Beichen Xuan, who was dressed in white like snow, walked out and got out of the carriage.

Beichen Xuan gently closed his eyes and concentrated his internal strength.

"Master ......" Qingfeng exclaimed, "You! ”

A thin layer of fine sweat appeared on Beichen Xuan's forehead, and a trace of blood began to appear at the corners of his mouth.

She wasn't at the Thanksgiving Temple.

So where did she go?

She clearly said that she was going to come to the Thanksgiving Temple

Beichen Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

The body is crumbling.

Qingfeng stretched out his hand to hold it, "The cold palm of the master himself has not yet been solved, and he experienced another poison on the way to the northern country, and then used internal force one after another." Now......

"Cousin, are you alright?" Li Feiyan, who was still angry, saw Beichenxuan, who was pale, and said nervously, "Cousin, don't scare Yan'er." ”

At this moment, Beichen Xuan is like a piece of paper, as long as you poke it lightly, he will ......

Fall down.