The sun sinks in the west, and the afterglow shines at night.

In the palace, the maids who held the lanterns began to light lanterns outside the small courtyards or halls.

However, as time passed, patches of darkness invaded, but there was still not a single candle lit in Young Master Wang's courtyard.

In the courtyard, Young Master Wang sat on the Taishi chair, and in front of him was a group of people standing in the dark. The maids, maids, domestic servants, entourage, guards, handymen, etc., in his courtyard, and even the hidden sentry, the patrol guards passing by (except for a man in white with a sword). A large group of people stood in the courtyard of Young Master Wang, and one by one stared at Young Master Wang who was sitting on a high platform with wide eyes.

Wang puffed out his eyes and swept over one person after another. After a day of watching like this, Young Master Wang's face was already tired and sour at this time, but after he still watched everyone again, he finally withdrew his gaze all of a sudden, closed his eyes, sat down on the chair, and waved his hand weakly.

The crowd let out a soft shout, and they were finally relieved, and they no longer had to play this "daze" game with their young master. The crowd was afraid that Young Master Wang would regret it, so they immediately dispersed and escaped from Young Master Wang's courtyard with nothing to do. There are only a few people left who have to be by Young Master Wang's side at all times, such as Ah San, Ling'er, and so on......

Wang Meng gathered so many people and accompanied him to stare at him in a daze for a day, because he wanted to find out if he could see the "qi" on other people's heads at will. However, the answer is no. I don't know if it's my posture wrong, or do I need some specific triggers?

Young Master Wang was very discouraged, and what was worse than the discouragement in his heart was that his eyes were hot for a while, as if he had smeared chili sauce on his eyes, which was obviously excessive "use of eyes".

Sent Ah San to get him a basin of "eyewash" potion, Wang Meng sat down with his eyes closed, enjoying the massage of this Ling'er, but his mind kept replaying how he got up every morning and saw the "qi" on Li Mu's head.

Ah San brought the potion, put a handkerchief and moistened it, and then wiped it on his young master's eyes, and said while wiping: "Young master, I want to ...... from the beginning of the deer feast."

"I know!" Wang Meng snatched the handkerchief from Ah San's hand, interrupted him to continue, and wiped his eyes a few times with the handkerchief.

When I opened my eyes again, well, I felt so much better. Blinking his eyes, Wang Meng turned his head unintentionally, and then ......

Then, he actually saw a cloud of "smoke" floating on Ling'er's head! This "gas" was like a bowl compared to Ah San's "qi."

Wang Meng became excited, threw off his handkerchief, put his hands on Ling'er's shoulders, and then pulled Ling'er closer to him with force. The breath of the two was reflected in the faces of the two of them, and the distance was so close.

Happiness came too suddenly, Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and then blushed. Young master, he ...... Young master, he ...... Young Master, he is finally willing to get close to Ling'er! But why do you have to be in front of this public?

Ling'er didn't struggle, just enjoying the manly aura emanating from his young master so closely. Although I have smelled it countless times, this time, the young master only belongs to me!

Belch......

Young Master Wang didn't expect that one of his excited actions would make his maid have such a whimsical idea. If Young Master Wang knew what Ling'er was thinking at this time, then he would definitely ...... Well, I'll definitely kick Ling'er away.

Young Master Wang's focus was always on Ling'er's head, he was carefully observing, carefully looking at the "qi". He found that at this time, the "qi" on Ling'er's head had changed again, and it was not like Li Muyi's "qi" that had become something. Instead, this mass of "qi" actually has a color. Yes, it is no longer the transparent white gas that Wang Meng saw before. At this time, although the "qi" on Ling'er's head was still white and transparent, Wang Meng saw that in this cloud of white qi, there was a trace of red "qi" mixed in between!

What does this mean? What does this mean? What exactly does this mass of qi represent? The more Wang Meng thought about it, the more confused he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he had to see this mass of "qi" clearly. Therefore, his face got closer and closer to Ling'er......

Are you coming? Are you coming? Finally, young master, does he know that Ling'er and I are actually the most beautiful in the heart? Young master's kiss! I only dare to look forward to it in my dreams, but it is finally going to be presented in this reality? I am so nervous! Should I pretend to refuse first? Or pretend to resist it? Forget it, forget it, I have been waiting for a long time, how can I refuse?

Ling'er closed her eyes and pursed her two thick lips.

In the distance, countless maids and maids, especially those who were also close, all looked at their young master and the hateful village girl with envy and hatred on their faces at this time!

Just when Wang Meng wanted to get closer and find out what the "qi" was. Suddenly, he blinked. Well, that "gas" is gone again......

Wang Meng was stunned, lost his mind for a moment, and when he suddenly woke up, he saw two red sausages very close to his mouth.

"Wow!" Nima, the sausages are all fine? Wang Meng slapped him back.

Then, he saw a familiar figure flying out in a whirl.

"That seems to be Ling'er's ...... just now," Wang Meng suddenly realized that he seemed to have hit the wrong person. Embarrassed, Wang Meng turned around and shouted at Ah San: "Hurry up, what kind of banquet is about to be late, and you don't prepare a horse for Young Master Ben?"

As he spoke, Wang Meng ran out of his yard with a smoke.

Ling'er covered his face and lay on the ground, looking at his back with resentment......

......

"My lord, except for Wang Gongzi, everyone else has arrived. A middle-aged man dressed as a master stood behind Liao Zhifu and whispered.

Liao Zhifu stroked his long beard, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes narrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking. At last he sighed and said, "When the hour comes, let's begin." He will come......"

The master listened to Liao Zhifu's words with deep meaning, and his heart was silent, and he quietly retreated.

"Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations to Brother Zhou High School for this exam 'Xie Yuan'. I really envy my little brother, and I'm waiting. A young man in a brocade robe and jade crown, with a handsome face and outstanding temperament, bowed his hand to Zhou Bo and said hello. Behind this young man, there were also several richly dressed young men who also bowed their hands to Zhou Bo.

Zhou Bo accepted the congratulations of these people as usual, and then returned the salute. These people are all well-known gentlemen in Tiannan City, Fuzhou, and they basically played with Zhou Bo from childhood to adulthood. Of course, everyone guessed correctly, this group of gentlemen also has a boss. And their boss is none other than Young Master Wang.