It was the dead of night, and there were only two of them in the study.

No matter how small the sound of a tube is, Ji Dou can hear it clearly.

So when I heard a slightly disdainful tone, and was about to get angry, I was suddenly shocked by his last sentence.

"Wait, what did you just say!?"

Yibo was startled by his sudden voice, and he didn't want to kneel down again, and was just about to ask for guilt when he was forcibly helped up by a pair of big hands, and then he saw Ji Dou staring at him with burning eyes, and asked very seriously: "What was the last sentence you muttered?" ”

"I ...... I ......"

One tube was so frightened that he forgot to even claim it, and blinked his eyes and repeated what he had just said.

When the words fell, I saw that Ji Dou's originally calm and handsome face instantly raised an extremely bright smile, and he was stunned when he saw it, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

"Lord, master, are you alright?"

Ji Dou was happy and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, it's okay, but your words woke me up."

"Huh?"

Seeing that he didn't know why, Ji Dou told him in a good mood.

The marriage contract between Tang Wenqi and Cheng Jiyuan was just a casual remark of the Queen Mother, and people who really looked at this matter were not only Tang Wenqi's thoughts, but also the attitudes of Emperor Xiaowen and the Queen Mother.

Now the royal family has not mentioned it, perhaps because they are afraid that Cheng Jiyuan is not yet in time, or they feel that Cheng Jiyuan is not worthy of sitting on the throne of the crown princess.

Of course, there is also Tang Wenqi's own series of deaths, so that Emperor Xiaowen cannot mention it at this time.

So for now, everyone is just pretending not to have it, and they're all right.

Even so, he still has plenty of time to operate before the marriage contract between them becomes a foregone conclusion.

After all, the crown princess of a country is not just about reputation, appearance and family background, instead of letting Tang Wenqi only stare at Cheng Jiyuan, it is better to see how many daughters in Kyoto are qualified to become the crown princess.

Although there are definitely few who can compare to Cheng Jiyuan, there are so many high-ranking officials and ministers in Kyoto, and there are many daughters of the right age, so I think there should be a suitable one.

If not, he wouldn't mind cultivating one either!

Ji Dou's eyes flashed with a gleam, and then he looked at the still dazed one, glanced at him speechlessly, and ordered: "Send someone to the Qi Mansion to spread the word, let Qi Huan go to Xiaoyao Pavilion tomorrow afternoon to get together, and let him bring the portraits of the daughters of the various families that the old lady showed him to see me." ”

As soon as he was about to answer, he heard the last sentence, and the whole person was instantly stunned.

"Huh?"

When Ji Dou saw him like this, he instantly felt extremely embarrassed.

This guy is really not as good as Kujo!

"I'm stunned, don't hurry up and pass the word."

After a tube, he came back to his senses and hurriedly answered and went on an errand.

Ji Dou looked at his back and shook his head helplessly.

Forget it, it's your own people after all, stupid is stupid, but fortunately, you're loyal!

It's not easy to have a faithful person these days!

The next afternoon.

Ji Dou was waiting in the Xiaoyao Pavilion early.

While Qi Huan was still in the future, he copied the book of war.

The door of the private room that was being copied was pushed open from the outside, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Qi Huan holding a bunch of things in his hand, and walked over with a strange look.

Ji Dou was worried that he would destroy the copied things like yesterday, so he hurriedly put the pen aside and went to the side to clean his hands, then turned around to meet Qi Huan, looked at the things he put down, and nodded with great satisfaction: "It seems that you didn't fool me." ”

As he spoke, he eagerly picked up the scroll and looked at it one by one.

Qi Huan looked at his anxious appearance, his eyes widened instantly, and he was as frightened as if he had seen a ghost, and he raised his hand to cover his forehead without thinking about it.

When he felt that his body temperature was not as high as he imagined, his face became more and more strange, and he didn't feel scared until he was stared at by Ji Dou, but asked very seriously: "Boss, are you evil?" ”

Syllable!

A slap directly slapped his troubled hand away.

Qi Huan screamed miserably, covered his injured hand, and glared angrily.

"Boss, you're going to be black!"

Ji Dou didn't want to kick it over without thinking about it.

"Fuck off!"

However, this time Qi Huan had already prepared, so he quickly hid.

Ji Dou didn't bother to play with him like this, and looked at the scroll he brought seriously.

Qi Huan saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so he was inexplicably interested, moved to his side with a small round stool, stretched his neck to look at him and then looked at the picture scroll.

Suddenly, the picture scroll unfolded is the daughter of the Dali Temple Shaoqing Xu Mo family, just looking at the picture scroll, you can see that the woman on the painting looks very good, a pair of triangular Danfeng eyes are extremely seductive, not to mention, there is a red tear mole under the corner of the left eye is even more charming and delicate, obviously only twenty-eight years old, but it is enough to see how gorgeous it is in the future.

"Boss, I heard the old lady at home say that this daughter of Xu Mo's family is a rare beauty embryo, her temperament is the same as her appearance, the atmosphere is refreshing, she said that when she was young, she also practiced martial arts with the eldest brother in the family, and she threw a good whip method, although she is not good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she should learn the same, except for his father's official position, there is nothing else to say, how can you look at it?"

Ji Dou listened carefully to his words, but he never thought that he was actually recommending it to himself.

With a snap, he closed the scroll and looked at him with deep eyes.

Qi Huan was about to tease a few words, but he happened to meet his cold eyes, and he instantly took his heart.

"What, what's the matter, this kind of stunner can't look down on?" Qi Huan asked embarrassedly, and then said to himself, "Also, you are tall, your mother is a princess, and your uncle is an emperor, and the daughter of a young lady of Dali Temple is indeed not worthy of being a princess, but the position of a side concubine is still okay......"

"Yes, your uncle!" Ji Dou really couldn't help but scold.

Qi Huan was stunned and looked at him with some astonishment.

"No, it's not, boss, I'm kind enough to steal these scrolls for you to see, even if you don't like it, you won't curse, right?"

Seeing this, Ji Dou pinched his eyebrows with a real headache, if there was still a trace of sanity, it was estimated that Qi Huan's nose and swollen face would be considered unplanted.

"Lao Tzu didn't pick for himself!"

"To whom!"

"Tang Wenqi!" Ji Dou gritted his teeth and squeezed out a name.

Qi Huan nodded suddenly, but the next second he looked at him like a ghost.

"Wait, Tang Wenqi...... Prince! Qi Huan couldn't control it and suddenly shouted loudly, then covered his mouth, suddenly swallowed the nonsense that almost blurted out, looked at him with burning eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, boss, you're not joking with me, are you?" ”