He drank it all and poured another glass: "It's just an ordinary small gathering, you can just be casual." ”

Then he looked at Lin Huai'an and raised his eyebrows: "Lin Shizi is here for the first time, this king will give you a cup." ”

He raised his glass, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and in front of everyone's eyes, Lin Huaian coldly returned him a glass, and then had a headache.

When this sister was found, half of her heart was biased towards him, and now the two of them are like glue, Lin Huai'an thought, even if his grandfather and grandmother came, they would be more biased towards Zhao Huiwei.

He vaguely remembered that when he first arrived in Liangzhou, his grandmother hugged her and shouted obediently.

even said that even if his uncle died outside, why did he still implicate her granddaughter to live outside for 16 years.

Then the two elders began to pet no lower limit, good things are close to her first, it is estimated that this choice of husband, who does she fancie, if that person does not agree, the old prince of Huainan can press the person's head and force him to agree.

Ye Lanzhi raised his wine glass and grinned: "Third brother, I also toast you." There is going to be war at the border, remember to take me with you, I have learned something. ”

Shen Mingnan didn't answer him, but asked, "Ye Houye is just your son, will he be willing to let you go to the battlefield?" ”

Ye Lanzhi disagreed: "Men should gallop on the battlefield, I have been in Beijing for many years, everything here is not interesting to me, besides, I want to follow you, you are all out of Beijing one by one, how boring I am alone." ”

"Marching and fighting is not child's play, you can convince your father first, and then in the short term, Beidi will not be able to make a splash."

This is a refusal, Ye Lanzhi looked at him bitterly, and then sat down and didn't speak.

When he looked at Ye Lan during the Cheng period, he wanted to stand up and pick up the vegetables, and then he couldn't reach it.

Seeing this, Chi Xianyu used clean chopsticks to put some into her bowl.

Cheng Qiqi glanced at him again and whispered, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome."

She ate in small bites, and couldn't help but look sideways at the side of the young man's face, looking very quiet and shy, not at all like a little general who followed him to the battlefield.

On the contrary, like the boy next door, there is tenderness between her eyebrows and eyes, she is sixteen years old this year, and she remembers that Chi Xianyu is the same age as her.

He was so quiet that there were many times when she didn't notice his presence.

Realizing what she was thinking, Cheng Jiji shook her head, what did she pay attention to him? But my heart was still warmed by him.

At least it's much better than Ye Lanzhi, and I'm depressed again when I think about it.

Chi Wu was on the side, looking at her nervous brother, and laughed secretly in her heart, what a silly boy, it was the first time she had a heart for the girl, otherwise she would live like a lonely old man every day.

Chi Wu patted him on the shoulder, Chi Xianyu looked at her, Chi Wu raised her chin: "If you are thirsty, pour a cup of tea for Sister A." ”

Chi Xianyu obediently took the cup, and Chi Xianyu said again: "Pour a cup by the way." ”

He poured two cups, one to his sister, and one to Cheng Ji.

A feast ended in about half an hour.

As soon as Zhao Huiwei returned to the Huainan Palace, she went into the study, and she had to write it down while she was inspired.

She took out a wad of rice paper, took the pen and began to write on the paper.

Yingluo grinded her on one side, and she glanced at it curiously: "Girl, what are you writing?" ”

Zhao Huiwei, who was buried in his head, took the time to reply with two words: "Script." ”

Yingluo: "??? ”

Yingluo saw that she was writing seriously, even if she was curious, she could only press it down and wait for her to finish writing.

Half an hour later, Zhao Huiwei picked up the first one with satisfaction, and grinned at Yingluo: "Self-made ministers and wandering knights!" Slurp up! ”

She put it aside and began to write again, and Yingluo followed along.

Then she discovers to her horror that this is different from other love stories.

Although it is also love, the object is a little different.

She was a little skeptical: "Girl...... Is this really okay? ”

Zhao Huiwei straightened up and solemnly patted her shoulder: "Love has no boundaries, from the heart." ”

Yingluo couldn't accept it, but the more she watched it, the more fascinated she became, and even urged Zhao Huiwei to write quickly.

She straightened up and looked at the results with satisfaction: "Write a little bit a day, and continue tomorrow." ”

She put down her pen and prepared to go to rest.

Yingluo, who was looking at it, was so anxious that she scratched her heart and lungs and chased after her and asked, "Girl, this powerful minister Su Muming saved the chivalrous Cen Chuan, and then what?" Girl, tell me the rest of the story, I'm dying. ”

Zhao Huiwei was a little funny to see her like this, Yingluo was like a reader chasing a serialized book, and she couldn't wait for the author to finish it soon, she shrugged helplessly: "No spoilers, Bao." You'll find out tomorrow. ”

Yingluo could only helplessly watch her go to sleep, she glanced at the few pieces of paper she wrote on the table again, as if she had opened a new world, she went again, and then put it away.

She didn't know that her girl still had the talent to write a script, the problem is, it was quite good-looking.

The next day, Zhao Huiwei was directly woken up by Yingluo, she pulled the bed curtain to the side, and the light came in. ”

Zhao Huiwei sat up and asked, "What time is it?" ”

"Chenshi."

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, and three second-class maids in green shirts walked in, one carrying water, one with a clean face towel in her hand, and the last with mouthwash.

"Miss, the water is here."

"yes, got it." Zhao Huiwei responded lightly.

Yingluo dressed her, and when she had finished it, she stared at her and ate breakfast, and asked, "Girl, it's time to take action when you write." ”

Zhao Huiwei: "......"

She glanced at Yingluo silently, and under her eager gaze, she walked into the study.

So in the next few days, Zhao Huiwei didn't go out and wrote diligently, so she didn't notice that she hadn't seen Shen Mingnan for several days.

Five hundred miles away on the outskirts of the capital.

Shen Mingnan was wearing a black corset with red edge moire, and his black hair was tightly tied with a red headband. It looks very lightweight.

The surroundings were deserted, Shen Mingnan leaned lazily on a tree trunk, his peach blossom eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't raise his eyes until there was a voice.

"Master."

On one side, there are the remaining seventeen, eighteen, and nineteen brothers who have not appeared for a long time.

They respectfully clenched their fists: "Master, the old nest of the Ghost Sect has been found." ”

Shen Mingnan straightened up, his eyes were as dark as ink: "Lead the way." ”

He felt that Cheng Yu's luck was wonderful, every time he sent someone to assassinate him, it was always a little bit closer, and he could always survive for various reasons.

And this time, it's because of the Ghost Sect.

The people he sent were caught off guard by the Ghost Sect, causing Cheng Yu to only be stabbed in the abdomen without hurting his life.

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What do you want Ye Lanzhi, isn't he fragrant with a well-behaved and obedient little milk dog.