Mingyue Jue's eyebrows curled slightly: "This is the first time you call the name of this son." Is this a willingness to treat this son as a friend? ”

Luo Qingyin smiled and said, "We've always been friends, haven't we?" ”

Just friends?

Mingyuejue's eyes dimmed, but the corners of her lips hooked up a cynical arc: "Well, that's right." ”

The girl who apologized to Luo Qingyin saw that Ming Yuejue still didn't put away the words to drive them out, and they all looked at Ming Yuejue with blank eyes, waiting for his fate.

Ming Yuejue did not follow their wishes, but continued to look at Luo Qingyin: "What do you think?" ”

Luo Qingyin's bright eyes were fascinating, but the light in his eyes was terrifying: "Don't take it as an example." ”

Getting this sentence, the girls finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, thank you." ”

In this flurry of thanks, Ming Yuejue and Luo Qingyin walked side by side towards the front.

Suddenly, Luo Qingyin felt a thorn in his back, and suddenly looked back, only to see a white figure flash away in the attic not far behind him.

Luo Qingyin's eyes were bright, but he didn't see anything, and continued to walk forward.

In the attic, the white figure is a young and beautiful girl, with a small face with a big palm, slightly raised eyeliner, exquisite facial features, and a delicate posture like a willow.

"Young Palace Master, although that little girl is very similar to Luo Qingyin, but ......," a maid whispered, "Is she really Luo Qingyin?" ”

The girl in white said coldly: "Don't say the three words of the young palace master again in the future!" ”

The maid hurriedly said, "Yes, Miss! ”

The girl in white's eyes fell on Luo Qingyin's body again, her lips hooked up a touch of cruelty, and she whispered: "That's right, it's her." No matter how much her body shape changes, the fragrance of her soul can't deceive people! ”

……

Flowers and trees.

Mingyuejue lowered her eyes and looked at Luo Qingyin, who couldn't compare to him in three steps with her short legs, her face was small, her hands were small, and her whole body was small, and she had a soft and cute feeling, which made people just want to hold her in her arms and take good care of her.

I don't know what hardships she went through to make herself what she is now.

There was a slight pain in her heart, and Ming Yuejue asked with a smile, "How did you become like this?" Ben Gongzi almost didn't recognize him. ”

Luo Qingyin pursed her lips and said succinctly: "Caused by poisoning." ”

Ming Yuejue looked at her seemingly relaxed expression, and a flash of pity flashed in her eyes: "His Royal Highness King Rui is really a big bastard, he doesn't let this son visit you, and he doesn't take care of you himself." ”

Luo Qingyin raised his eyebrows, and his long eyelashes picked up a little light and shadow: "He did a good job." ”

"According to Ben Gongzi, not only did he not do a good job, but he was also very scummy, so many people bullied you just now, and he didn't know how to arrange a personal protection for you." Ming Yuejue's resentment towards Zi Yunchen was not ordinary, but he knew that he couldn't complain too much, so he immediately changed the topic, "Is the poison resolved now?" ”

Luo Qingyin nodded: "Solved." ”

Ming Yuejue asked again: "What about the body?" ”

Luo Qingyin said lightly: "It will recover after a while." ”

Ming Yuejue breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, if you need anything, just tell this son." ”

Luo Qingyin was not polite, and responded: "Okay." ”

Lei Yan snorted dissatisfiedly.

Ming Yuejue glanced at Lei Yan sideways, and suddenly grabbed Luo Qingyin's hand and hugged her whole.

Luo Qingyin was startled and hurriedly struggled to get off the ground.

Who knows, Ming Yuejue's hug was extremely stable, and she struggled a few times, but she didn't move at all.

Luo Qingyin's face rose with a touch of annoyance: "Let go!" ”

casually wants to hug her, is it bullying her for being small now?

The corners of Mingyuejue's lips showed a hint of cynicism: "You are walking too slowly, this son is carrying you." ”

Syllable!

There was a crunch.

Luo Qingyin slapped his palm on his wrist.

Ming Yuejue's white wrist suddenly turned red.

Luo Qingyin said with a stiff face: "No need! ”

Ming Yuejue's hand stiffened for a moment, but she didn't let go.

Luo Qingyin frowned and raised her head, only to see Ming Yuejue looking at her deeply, and after dimming for a moment, those eyes brightened again: "Xiao Qingyin, this son is now a military general, and he can't just slap him with a slap." ”

Luo Qingyin was stunned, and said coldly: "Let me down!" ”

Mingyuejue not only didn't let go, but hugged her and walked forward: "The scenery on Qinhu Lake is good, let's go to the painting boat, how about it?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Lei Yan's posture suddenly became larger, blocking in front of Ming Yuejue.

Mingyuejue's eyes sank, and she spit out a word: "Stop!" ”

The four attendants he was with him immediately jumped out and lined up in front of Lei Yan to protect Ming Yuejue.

Lei Yan roared angrily, and a red petal suddenly shot out next to him, hitting the back of Ming Yuejue's hand.

Blood splattered!

Who?

How big of a feud is it to beat his wrist with a petal to a bloody blur?

Ming Yuejue subconsciously turned her head, Luo Qingyin seized the opportunity, turned over deftly, broke free from his arms, and fell to the ground.

Ming Yuejue was slightly stunned, and her peach-blossom-like eyes narrowed into a straight line.

Luo Qingyin turned his head in surprise, and found that Zi Yunchen came over at some point, the breeze blew, the sleeves of his robe danced, looking at Ming Yuejue like a god, and his whole body exuded a chilling murderous aura.

The handsome face was even more angry.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ming Yuejue's lips, and she clasped Luo Qingyin's wrist like lightning.

Zi Yunchen was even more angry: "Let her go!" ”

Ming Yuejue seemed to deliberately raise the bar with him: "Don't let go!" ”

Luo Qingyin stared at her innocent eyes, looked at Zi Yunchen, and then at Ming Yuejue, what the hell happened here?

"Mingyue Gongzi, the wine hasn't been drunk yet, it's too unkind for you to sneak away." Seeing that the situation was not right, the host Nalan Wenxiu pretended not to see the tension between them, and smiled at Zi Yunchen again, "His Royal Highness King Rui, let's go back and have three more drinks?" ”

Zi Yunchen did not speak.

Ming Yuejue was silent.

When the rest of the Ten Sons heard the news, they were all confused.

Among the top ten sons, isn't Ming Yuejue the best relationship with Zi Yunchen?

Why did it suddenly make a fuss?

Their gaze involuntarily fell on Luo Qingyin between the two.

Zi Yunchen, the head of the top ten sons, and Ming Yuejue, the second of the top ten sons, actually want to fight for a little girl, is this little girl a big man?

Biqin Garden is a thousand acres in circumference, saying that it is not big, saying that it is not small, and a little wind and grass can attract everyone in the garden.

In less than a moment, the news that Zi Yunchen and Ming Yuejue were about to fight spread all over the garden like a spring breeze, and countless men and women came one after another, surrounding the inner and outer three floors.

Luo Qingyin's face was blank.

Sure enough, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes!

Mao Dun Literature