Meng Ying'an's words pulled Ji Yanzhou's melancholy thoughts back crookedly. Regardless of the sadness and sorrow, his face returned to a businesslike indifference, frowned and picked up the envelope on the table and opened it.

"Three days? What's going on this time? ”

"I haven't heard about this, I only know that it is a saint's edict, I'm afraid I can only know when I come to make it."

While the two were talking, Su Qingci on the side happened to take the hot tea from the door, and when he saw Meng Ying'an panting, he poured him a cup and handed it over. Meng Ying'an was indeed a little thirsty, so he was not polite to her, took it and poured it violently, but he didn't expect the tea to be so hot, Meng Ying'an raised his arm to block the tea that he subconsciously wanted to spit out, swallowed it raw, and then was so hot that he grinned and stuck out his tongue.

Su Qingci was close, and when he saw Meng Ying'an's appearance, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Meng Ying'an raised his hand to beat her, but Su Qingci smiled and jumped to the side to dodge.

Ji Yanzhou was originally reading the letter brought by Meng Ying'an, and when he heard the voice, he raised his eyelids and saw the small movements of the two interacting, and his face darkened in an instant.

Su Qingci laughed for a while, turned around and glanced at Ji Yanzhou's face, his heart was not good, and he quickly collected his expression, then stepped forward with low eyebrows and poured him tea, and whispered beside him: "Since the third prince and Brother Meng have business to discuss, then I will retire first, and I will come to check the pulse of the third prince later." ”

Su Qingci finished speaking with a sincere face, for fear that Ji Yanzhou would lose her temper with her, so she turned around and ran. didn't know that the three words 'Brother Meng' she blurted out made the green tendons on Ji Yanzhou's forehead jump, and the strength of holding the letter paper in her hand was also two points bigger.

Meng Ying'an was a rough man, and he didn't notice Ji Yanzhou's abnormality, so after Su Qingci left, he continued to say to himself: "Although I don't know what the sage's arrangements are this time, I always feel that there is nothing good, and this time I mysteriously sent someone to pass on some kind of message, but I am afraid that it will be another whim." ”

After speaking, Meng Ying'an looked at Ji Yanzhou, waiting for him to say something, but for a while, he only waited for Ji Yanzhou's awkward sentence: "You...... When...... Is you so close to Miss Su? ”

"Huh?" Meng Ying'an only felt inexplicable, and when he reacted to the meaning of Ji Yanzhou's words, he waved his hand again and again, but with an uncontrollable smile on his face: "It's just that after getting to know her a little more, I think this girl is quite straightforward and a little interesting." You and I have known each other for so many years, don't you know that she is as big as my little sister, and I just regard her as a younger sister. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Ji Yanzhou and quipped: "It's strange, when did the third son of Ji who is cold-hearted and not close to women in everyone's mouths start to care about this?" Didn't you fall in love with Su Qingci? ”

"I'm just saying it casually," Ji Yanzhou paused, lowered his eyes, and cast a shadow on his long eyelashes: ", Miss Su is a person with a marriage contract, don't talk nonsense and ruin her reputation." ”

"I'm just joking, don't take it seriously." Meng Ying'an smiled and said, "Did you hear what I just told you?" ”

Ji Yanzhou came back to his senses, put the crumpled letter on the table, raised his eyes to look at Meng Ying'an, his face had returned to his usual cold and desolate appearance, and said solemnly: "It is not only a sage's edict, but also specially sent envoys, most of them are related to those demons in Ningxian Pavilion, and I think I want to find some strange people and strange materials." ”

Speaking of Ning Immortal Pavilion, Ji Yanzhou's eyes showed a trace of disgust, raised his hand and stuffed the letter back into the envelope, and said lightly: "You go and tell Adjutant Cui that when you come, you will say that I am ill and unwell, and I need to rest in bed." Let him be in charge with you in the affairs of the reception. ”

When Meng Ying'an heard this, he laughed: "It's not that I want to be lazy, you didn't take a good look at the letter, right?" This envoy will not be able to receive anyone but you. ”

"Huh?" Ji Yanzhou didn't refute either, just leaned lazily on the back of the chair and looked at Meng Ying'an, as if he was really lacking in energy.

Meng Ying'an stretched out his body in advance, with a look of good show on his face: "This time, the envoy specially sent by the sage is the eldest lady of the Shen Wei family in the imperial history of the left capital, Shen Yulan. ”

Hearing this name, Ji Yanzhou's hand stretched out to the teacup paused.