"Well, if you don't make some preparations in advance, how can I marry you smoothly?"

Chi Bangyue covered her lips and smiled, her eyes were crooked, like a narrow peach blossom.

"Ah Zhao, you forgot, there is also my brother."

Ning Huaizhao's face froze.

He knows how much Chi Jiangting loves his sister, and Chi Jiangting's reputation has always been as gentle as jade, but everyone knows that his bones are not good.

When the time comes, Chi Jiangting really won't show mercy to his subordinates just because he is the prince.

Seeing Ning Huaizhao's face, Chi Wanyue smiled more and more, with a little schadenfreude.

"Then Ah Bao will help the king."

"Then it's up to you to bribe me."

Chi Bangyue's arrogant little appearance made Ning Huaizhao's smile deeper, and she leaned on her ear and said a word, which made her ears immediately red.

The heat came into her ears with Ning Huaizhao's voice, itchy, crispy and numb, and after hearing what he said clearly, Chi Wanyue's face burned red.

Ning Huaizhao said: "On the wedding night, I used this king himself to bribe you." ”

Seeing Ning Huaizhao walking without squinting, with a little smile on his face, and serious, Chi Wanyue's hand covered his face.

Woo woo, Ah Zhao is not like this, he is obviously thin-skinned, embarrassed to say these words, what has he experienced, or has he seen something messy?

Ah Zhao: He's not clean.

Several people went to the cell together, and it was clean, with carpets, small tables, teapots, and stoves, and it really looked like a well-furnished small room.

Chi Bangyue turned around, looked at it and said, "It's quite clean and spotless." ”

Chi Rui and Mrs. Chi were also quite satisfied.

Seeing them visit the cell as if they were tourists, only Li was worried like ants on a hot pot, wanting to say something, but couldn't interject.

Chi Rui helped Mrs. Chi to sit on the bed next to her, and Ning Huaizhao pulled Chi Wanyue to sit next to the small table.

Li Shi hurriedly pulled Chi Qingyang, he glanced at Chi Bangyue, but shook his head at Li Shi and refused to sit down.

The Li family looked at him with hatred and hatred, and glared at him before looking at Ning Huaizhao.

He flipped through the poetry collection, and there was nothing wrong with the poems in the front, but when he saw the middle, he saw a few poems that were not quite normal.

Ning Huaizhao couldn't help frowning, and when Chi Bangyue saw his expression, she hurriedly leaned over and took a look.

"Ah Zhao, this poem is very obscure."

If you think about it carefully, you can see that this poem satirizes the superstitious immortal law of the emperor today.

"Anything else?"

Ning Huaizhao flipped through a few more poems, and there were still very vague poems in them.

Either it is satirical politics, or it is nostalgic for the previous dynasty, in short, if you look into it carefully, it is not false to say that the person who wrote the poem has the intention of rebellion.

"Chi Qingyang, you come over to me."

Chi Bangyue looked at Chi Bangyue and greeted her very smoothly, which made Li a little dissatisfied.

How can he call him by his first name if he is also her brother?

But she asked for help at this time, and she didn't dare to say anything.

Not to mention Chi Qingyang, he has been suppressed by Chi Bangyue since he was a child, saying that he is a brother, but if he really cares about it, he looks like Chi Bangyue's younger brother.

Now when I saw her greeting, I hurriedly ran over.

Chi Bangyue put the book on the small table, turned to the pages of anti-sentimental poems, and pointed: "Are you familiar?" ”

Chi Qingyang watched a few songs, shook his head, and couldn't help but raise his hand and scratch his head.

"I don't have any impression of these poems, I don't think we wrote them."

"Do you even need to think about it? You've been calculated. ”

Chi Bangyue looked at him, a little helpless.

It's really sold and will help count the money, this chirping and honest personality is a bit like Chi Liang.

And both of them are quite single-minded, one concentrates on carving porcelain, and the other concentrates on writing his poems.

Chi Bangyue sighed, raised her chin and said, "Those people in your gathering, all write out." ”

Chi Qingyang nodded hurriedly, took a brush and wrote it down on the paper, Chi Wanyue glanced at it, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and glanced at Chi Qingyang.

Unexpectedly, the words are quite good-looking.

"Where do you spend your poetry writing meetings on weekdays?"

Ning Huaizhao, who had not spoken, opened his mouth to ask.

Chi Qingyang paused, put down the brush in his hand, and arched his hand towards Ning Huaizhao.

"Back to the prince, in Qionghuayuan."

As soon as the words fell, Li Shi gave him the back of the head behind him: "You stinky boy, you spend all the money your mother has worked so hard to save in that kind of place, right?" ”

Chi Qingyang raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, turning his head to look at Li.

"Mother, I'm not there to eat, drink and have fun, I write poems with my friends."

"What is not eating, drinking, and merrymaking? It's been so long, you only take money from home, I've never seen you send money home, and those friends of yours can't help at all, they are all poor scholars, can help you soar or what? ”

Li's voice became louder and louder, causing several other people to frown, and Mrs. Chi also had a headache.

Ning Huaizhao lazily raised her eyelids, glanced at Li, and then she stopped, not daring to speak again.

Chi Qingyang picked up the pen and wrote again.

"Ah Zhao, there are many people in Qionghuayuan, if someone really does something secretly, I'm afraid we won't be able to find out."

"No, Bao, we are making poems there, compiling poetry collections, eating and drinking are all in the room, and others can't come in at all."

Chi Bangyue raised her eyes to look at him and asked, "Are you sure the room has never been empty?" ”

"I'm sure there's always been someone in there, and they've never been free."

Chi Bangyue thought for a while, and then asked, "Then the little second who brought you food, can you get in touch with your poems?" ”

Hearing this, a trace of hesitation appeared on Chi Qingyang's face, he really didn't know.

Each of them was busy writing poems and compiling poetry collections, and they couldn't take care of anything else, so they really didn't know if Xiao Er had done anything or not.

Seeing him like this, the little hope in Chi Bangyue's eyes was shattered again.

"In this way, even if someone else pretends to be Xiao Er and enters your room, you don't know, and there is still no way to find out."

Ning Huaizhao stretched out his hand and held Chi Wanyue's hand in the palm of his hand.

"Let's check it out first and see if we can find a clue."

"That's all it can be."

Ning Huaizhao raised his eyes to look at Qiu Feng, he understood, arched his hand, and then walked out of the prison door.

After Chi Qingyang wrote down all the people who wrote the poems, Ning Huaizhao picked it up and took a look, Chi Bangyue also leaned over to look, and before he could see anything famous, he heard a burst of laughter from outside the door, followed by Wei Wenzhong's voice.

Ning Huaizhao put away the paper in his hand, and raised his eyes to see Wei Wenzhong who was arching his hand towards him.