If you look closely, the hairband in his hand is made of gold thread, and it is quite long.

This is actually a tassel in the style of a headband, which is quite delicate and beautiful.

Looking at the hairband handed to her, Song Qing was in a trance for a moment.

She was really just talking casually just now, but I didn't expect him to give her one in the blink of an eye.

In my heart, I can't say what it feels like, but I am very happy in short, and there is also a feeling of shyness in my heart.

Glancing at the hairband in his hand, Song Qing glanced up at the man standing nearby.

"That, actually, I just said it casually, you don't have to give it to me." He's embarrassed.

It's really from the beginning of knowing him, eating and drinking, eating and taking, it's really a bit of a scratch.

“……”

The third master frowned subconsciously, this woman is really strange enough, didn't she still want it just now, why don't you want it now.

Incomprehensible.

With a cold face, the third master did not speak, but casually hung the golden hairband in his hand on Song Qing's wrist.

Seeing him like this, Song Qing couldn't help but glance down at the golden hairband hanging on his wrist.

At the moment, some of the hairbands hung from her wrists, the hanging ends one long and one short, and the thin tassels.

Song Qing stretched out his hand to pick it up and pulled it lightly with his hand, it was really slender and firm, and it should not be easy to break.

This is used by the third master to tie his hair, just thinking about it, Song feels that this hairband is a little hot.

Glancing up at the third master, Song said with a warm face: "Then, then I'm welcome." ”

While speaking, Song Qing folded the headband and held it in his hand.

After seeing her take the hairband, the third master said in a deep voice: "Take the medicine on the table." ”

The implication is that you can go.

“……”

The corners of Song's mouth twitched after hearing this.

No wonder it is rumored that Prime Minister Zhao Cheng has a moody personality, which is really not casually said.

I just gave her the medicine myself, and I gave her a gift by the way.

She hadn't been moved for a while, and in a blink of an eye, she was disgusted with driving people away.

Pierced in the heart.

I feel like I've been hurt by 10,000.

It is said that a woman's heart is a needle under the sea, and at this moment, Song Qing felt that the third master's mind was so difficult to understand.

Don't guess the mind of the third master, you can't guess it!

"Okay, I won't bother you." Song Qing was helpless?_?' gave him a blank look.

Reaching out to pick up the medicine bottle on the table, Song turned his head to look at him lightly, waved his hand and shook the medicine bottle in his hand before speaking.

"Then I'm leaving, though you gave me another shoulder blow? But for the sake of you personally giving me the medicine, I don't blame you. ”

After greeting the third master, Song raised his feet lightly and walked towards the door of the room.

After coming to the door of the open room, Song Qing couldn't help but stop, and glanced back at the third master.

This man is slender and straight? The black clothes and dark hair, cuffs, and neckline are embroidered with gold thread with moire? And the clothes were embroidered with a unicorn totem.

The hue was really cold and noble.

Although he already knows the true identity of the third master, but at this moment, he looks at the tall man standing not far away? Song Qing still feels so unreal.

Now Song Qing knows why he is called the third master? He is called the third master not because he is old, but because he is the third in the family? So familiar people call him the third master, such as Gu Wei.

Zhao Cheng, the word Yuanzhi, the prime minister of Zhao Cheng who leaned towards the government and the opposition in history? The legendary top boss who wants to do things if he doesn't go to court.

But this is such a person, who was actually drugging her just now, although the process was a little embarrassing, plus it could kill people.

But it is undeniable that he drugged her.

Especially after knowing his identity, Song Qing was still quite flattered. After all, that's Zhao Cheng? Legend has it that the one who is moody.

Although he already knew his identity, Song Qing still asked again at this moment.

"You're Prime Minister Zhao, aren't you?" She had already asked in the affirmative, but she just wanted to hear him admit it himself.

Song Qing's voice fell, and he saw the third master raise his eyes to look at her. At this time, in his eyes, there was a bottomless cold? and deep.

Take your eyes off Song Qing's gentle eyes? A hint of complexity flashed in the third master's deep and cold eyes? Lowering his eyes, the third master nodded in response.

"Hmm."

After getting the accurate answer, Hou Song couldn't help but laugh.

Is it really Zhao Cheng? The Prime Minister Zhao in history.

Do you already know his identity? She listened to him admit it again.

Taking a step forward, Song turned a little towards his position and glanced at him? Then he said, "You are really the same as the legend." ”

Zhao Cheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows after hearing this, and the cold gaze fell on Song Qing again, although he didn't speak, Song Qing knew that he was asking.

Seeing his gaze, Song chuckled and praised him.

"It's just very good-looking, just like the rumors, handsome and unmatched."

Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment, and after a trace of panic flashed in his cold eyes, he looked away with a calm face.

"You, get out."

“……”

It's fine just now, what's the trouble?

Song glanced at him after hearing this, and nodded obediently.

"Then I'll go, I'll invite you to dinner next time."

“……”

Zhao Cheng was silent and didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard her say anything at all.

Seeing that he obviously ignored his own meaning, Song waved his hand lightly.

"Gone."

As he spoke, Song had already stepped out of the door.

It wasn't until the footsteps were far away that Zhao Cheng glanced at the door of the open room. Silent retracted his gaze, Zhao Cheng raised his feet and walked to the table and sat down.

It was quiet in the room at this time.

Sure enough, he was still used to this feeling of quietness.

Thinking of this, Zhao Cheng reached out and took a teacup, then lifted the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

The tea is naturally cold, and he prefers to drink it cold on a hot day than hot tea.

Seeing that the cups on the table were already full of tea, Zhao Cheng put down the teapot, and then reached out and picked up the quilt and put it to his lips and drank it.

It wasn't until the cold tea entrance that Zhao Cheng felt the temperature on his face drop a little.

After drinking two cups of tea in a row, Zhao Cheng put the teacup on the table with a 'bang'.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng leaned on the table with one hand, holding his forehead, his face was unfathomable.

If someone who is familiar with him sees him squinting slightly at this time, that deep appearance, they will definitely think that someone is going to be unlucky again.

The fact is that at this moment, Zhao Cheng was really just sitting quietly, not thinking about anything, let alone how to deal with anyone.

Rubbing his forehead, thinking of what he was abnormal just now, Zhao Cheng said in a deep voice after a while.

"It seems that it is really too idle." He's starting to get out of shape. (So it's cold for the big guy, it's time to get a career.) ）。

As soon as I thought of this, there was a slight sound of footsteps at the door of the room.