Of course, Ye Chengan would definitely not say these words to Ye Qiqi, if Mo Hanqing knew that he was talking too much for a while, then he probably wouldn't even know how he died.

Mo Xiuzhu looked at Murong Hongyu, knocked on the table with the fan in his hand, and said with emotion: "It's black, it's too dark......"

"Hmm." Murong Hongyu nodded in agreement.

Ye Qiqi looked at them with puzzled eyes and asked, "What's too dark??" ”

"Oh, I mean Hongyu is wearing this robe today, it's too dark." Mo Xiuzhu turned his head and said with a smile at Ye Qiqi.

Ye Qiqi looked at him, and then at Murong Hongyu, he always felt that his words were a little wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"That's right, Seven-Seven." Mo Xiuzhu thought for a while, and suddenly said, "I'll call you Qiqi in the future, right?" Qiqi, do you have any of the aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? ”

"This...... Ye Qiqi frowned and thought about it, then shook his head innocently and said, "No, I am the best at martial arts." ”

"Uh......" Mo Xiuzhu was suddenly a little speechless.

Ye Chengan looked at the other two friends, then looked at Ye Qiqi and said, "Okay, okay, eat quickly, go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion with my brother after eating, a lot of schoolwork is waiting for you." ”

"I ...... Can you refuse? Ye Qiqi tugged at the corners of his mouth, feeling that he might have a very hard time in the next few days.

"Yes." Ye Chengan nodded.

"Really?"

"It's good if you still have 800,000 yuan." Ye Chengan showed a bright smile towards Ye Qiqi very unkindly.

“……”

Friends of beasts, they are all beasts!!

Ye Qiqi looked at his unusually smiling face, and muttered silently in his heart.

——

A few days passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for Mo Hanqing to choose a concubine.

Early in the morning, Mo Hanqing, Mo Xiuzhu and Murong Hongyu rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the courtyard, Ye Qiqi was sitting at the stone table, listening carefully to the lecture of the master sitting opposite her, while Ye Chengan stood behind her, supervising her.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Ye Chengan turned his head and saw several friends who entered the yard together at a glance.

Mo Hanqing, who was walking in the front, looked at Ye Qiqi with expectant eyes, but asked Ye Chengan, "How is it?" ”

"This ......" Ye Chengan looked at Mo Hanqing with an embarrassed expression, glanced at Ye Qiqi twice, and then at the master, lowered his voice and said, "Hey, it's not optimistic." ”

"What do you mean?" Mo Hanqing's delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly, and when he heard this, his heart suddenly cooled a lot.

"This morning is the last poetry class, but until now, she has not been able to memorize the poems taught to her by her master." Ye Chengan sighed and said, "What is the right thing to write a poem, it is estimated that there is no hope." ”

Mo Hanqing frowned, was silent for a moment and said: "It's not right to chant poetry, then what about the rest, anyway, those official ladies don't know everything." ”

Ye Chengan stretched out his hand and pointed to the master opposite Ye Qiqi, and said helplessly: "This is the only master who doesn't dislike Ye Qiqi, after the other masters taught her two lessons, they all ran away......"