Chapter Seventy-Two: Flame Spirit Ji: I want you to come

Zilanxuan.

There was a figure in the private room, Wei Zhuang who was holding his hands on his chest and looking out the window, and he also brought back a copy of "Warring States Policy".

Han Fei touched his chin, his sword eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he was a little surprised.

looked at Zhang Liang and Zinu, and said uncertainly: "The Zheng Ze on this can't be the Zheng Ze who made trouble for me before, right?" ”

Zhang Liang knew that Han Fei would doubt his eyes, because this was his psychological journey. Although it was a little hard to believe that there was such a great talent hidden in Xinzheng, he still said: "Brother Han thinks that there is really such a coincidence in the world? ”

And Zi Nu's mood was also complicated, thinking about what he had said when he came to Zilanxuan the day before, it was indeed difficult for her to associate Wan Gu Liufang with a person who climbed over the courtyard wall.

"This person is right next door to Zilanxuan!" She spoke up.

……

As soon as he entered the room, Zheng Ze was stunned for a moment, and saw a stunning beauty sitting by the desk, as if she had been waiting for his arrival for a long time.

"How do you ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the red lips open lightly, and the soft and crispy voice came, "What, out of breath?" ”

Flame Spirit Ji looked directly at the man who had just come in with a pair of beautiful eyes, and there was an indescribable sense of charm.

Frowning, Zheng Ze walked up to her and looked at the medicine on the table, moving slightly.

"What's the anger?" He asked.

Flame Spirit Ji smiled and groaned, holding her head with her hands, "You men, you love to lie the most!" ”

Zheng Ze looked at him a little speechlessly, he really didn't want to be angry with her just now, just prepared, it is estimated that someone will come to the door soon.

Ignoring her careful thoughts, he pointed to the top of the table, "The injury on your arm, why don't you deal with it, it will leave a scar." ”

The beautiful eyes glanced at him, and the next moment Flame Spirit Ji stretched out her slender jade arm, placed it in front of him, and said softly, "I want you to deal with it." ”

Looking at the slender and beautiful arm in front of him, Zheng Ze stroked his forehead, this woman is really good at it.

"The injury on the arm, you should be able to do it yourself, right?" Even though he said that, he moved his hand anyway.

Watching him take his arm, and then picking up the cloth in the clear water, Flame Spirit Ji's beautiful eyes saw a hint of brightness, "Don't you want to?" ”

Lifting her sleeves, Zheng Ze shook his head, "The wound needs to be treated in time to reduce the risk of scarring." ”

Watching him carefully wipe his arm, Flame Spirit Ji propped her chin with her other hand and looked at him with a serious expression.

Why didn't I find out before, he seems to be a little handsome!

"Are you worried about me?"

Zheng Ze glanced at her, "What do you think?" ”

Flame Spirit Ji smiled brightly and didn't answer, but said, "You said you weren't angry, but your expression wasn't like that!" ”

Rubbed the mud on her arm, although it was only scratched a little this time, but what if the crow's hidden weapon had its own virus?

Shaking his head, "I'm just worried that there are too many people in this city that you can't deal with." ”

Not to mention the ink crow Bai Feng, what Zheng Ze attaches more importance to is the bloody Hou Bai Yifei who has just returned, even the LSP who has tasted the blood of countless girls will throb for Flame Spirit Ji's face.

Looking at his serious appearance, Flame Spirit Ji pursed her red lips, "Looking at your appearance, you can deal with them?" ”

Wrapping the wound and covering the white and tender skin with his sleeves, Zheng Ze raised his head, and was about to say something, when his heart suddenly moved.

Let go of her arms, stand up, and say softly, "A guest is coming." ”

Han Fei stood in front, and the two of them on the left and right were half a position behind, stepping into the door next to Zilanxuan, which had been closed, and several people unconsciously looked at the furnishings.

Different from the elegance and generosity of Zilanxuan, the decoration here is very simple and simple, in addition to the utensils that should be used, there are only a few stands on the left and right that can make people pay extra attention.

These shelves are empty, and generally such neat wooden tools will be placed in the study to place some books and classics, or as decoration, to put some flower treasures.

The three of them quickly withdrew their gaze and fell on the two as they descended the stairs.

They had all met before, and they had never felt strange, and when Zheng Ze stood in front of Han Fei, Flame Spirit Ji also stood silently beside him.

"Is there something wrong with the ninth prince coming to the cold house?" swept his gaze across the faces of the three of them, and finally landed on Han Fei.

In fact, his posture is not in line with etiquette, Han Fei, as a son, should give full courtesy no matter where he goes. Even if he came to visit Ji Wuye, the other party would let the servant go out to greet and introduce him.

However, the person in front of him is too special, and Han Fei will not care about these.

"I was taught by Mr. before, Han Fei took the liberty to come to the door, and I hope Mr. will forgive me."

Although Zheng Ze was a little contemptuous, he gave enough courtesy.

Seeing this, Zheng Ze raised his eyebrows, of course he knew the reason, and looked at the purple girl on the side, "What about the purple girl, are you here to talk to me about business?" ”

Seeing Zheng Ze put aside Han Fei and mentioned himself, the purple girl who had been looking at and thinking put down her thoughts and showed a shallow smile, "Can't I visit you as a neighbor?" ”

Listening to the tone of the purple girl, Han Fei was slightly stunned, they seemed to have crossed paths before?

didn't allow him to think about it much, so he sat down in a plan under Zheng Ze's guidance. Flame Spirit Ji stood behind Zheng Ze prettyly, holding the Great Truth with both hands, and glanced at the young Zhang Liang with a smile, and then fell on the purple girl.

has a beauty like her to support the scene, but it doesn't seem like the other three of them...... Menacing.

"The ninth prince got the position of Sikou, so he came to the door, it shouldn't be that I did something illegal, right?" Zheng Ze was the first to speak, and the tea had already been prepared on the table.

The purple girl was exquisite, and when she saw that Zheng Ze just put her hands on the table, she personally leaned over and sat aside to pour tea for the two of them.

Han Fei glanced at the furnishings on the case, and then turned his gaze to the face of this young man who was more immature than himself, and considered his words in his heart, "It seems that Mr. knew that there was a guest, did Mr. do it?" ”

The purple girl looked at Zheng Ze with a pair of charming eyes, trying to overlap the figures of him and those celebrities in her memory, and the original figure of one meter eight seemed to suddenly become taller.

Zheng Ze smiled lightly, "As a law enforcer, whether I have broken the law or not, the Ninth Prince should know in his heart." ”

looked directly at Han Fei, as a famous figure in history, he was far from being as simple as it seemed. I didn't mean to show anything in front of him, if I didn't set the tone a little higher at the beginning, the road ahead would not be easy.

Hearing this, Han Fei retracted his gaze, smiled casually, and scraped his temples with his index finger, "A person like Mr. Zheng shouldn't break the law and discipline." However, Han Fei came today and found a special thing, and wanted to ask Mr. to help take a look. ”

As he spoke, he took out the "Warring States Policy" brought by Zhang Liang and put it in front of Zheng Ze.

"The history of this book, its thinking is wonderful, and the smoothness of its words is unprecedented, the person who wrote the book must be a genius, sir, who is this person?"