Xiao Yan had a terrible headache.

How does he feel that he is either coaxing the child or coaxing the child on the way every day.

Tossing and crying at every turn, it's really annoying.

He took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her, saying, "Don't cry, people can't be resurrected after death, and Yue Niangniang shouldn't want to see you cry so ugly." ”

“……”

Meng Qing was stunned and hiccuped.

Xiao Yan said she cried ugly?

It's okay to scold her for being unproductive, and say that she looks ugly!

"Xiao Yan! Can you say something nice? ”

Her whole face was so angry that she wrinkled, and she grabbed Xiao Yan with her teeth and claws.

However, Xiao Yan's body was much taller than Meng Qing, and he put one hand on her head to defend herself.

"Stop crying?"

She couldn't hit Xiao Yan with her open hand, so she sat back in place like a deflated ball, glaring at him angrily.

"Crying for what? I'm full of gas! ”

Xiao Yan's eyes were burning, soft and gentle.

Inadvertently, he took the silk handkerchief in his hand and gently wiped away the remaining tears for her.

This gentle and delicate appearance made Meng Qing stunned from time to time.

Xiao Yan......

Wiped her tears?

The eyes are so delicate and tender......

Is this still the Xiao Yan she knows? Could it be that the body has changed the soul?

She swallowed in fear, not daring to look directly at the person in front of her.

The handkerchief was silky and soft to the touch, accompanied by his big knobby hands, which made Meng Qing extremely nervous in his heart.

She was really afraid, afraid that Xiao Yan would be an illusion to her like this, and that one day when there was a conflict of interests, he would kill her without hesitation......

Xiao Yan is a demon and a poison, all she has to do is to gain his trust step by step, strengthen her strength, and be able to fight against him in the end.

Meng Qing gritted his teeth, his creamy chestnut pupils were bloodshot, and he almost wrote hatred on his face.

She clenched her fists and opened his palms, her eyes blazing with flames that seemed to consume him.

The eyes are facing each other.

Xiao Yan's eyes were a little confused.

In her eyes, there seems to be some hidden secret, which is unpredictable.

Meng Qing got up solemnly and walked out desperately.

Yunhe was also confused, obviously he was fine just now, why was he angry the next moment?

She said, "Your Highness! Your Highness and so on! ”

Xiao Yan's slender and white palms froze in place, and his face was extremely bad.

Su Zhou looked at Meng Qing's figure when he left, and said, "This little emperor, how can she be moody......"

When Xiao Yan heard this, he was not very happy.

"Tracing the boat!"

Su Zhou realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he obediently closed his mouth and said no more. He just saw it clearly, this little emperor is nothing more than moody, there is hatred hidden in the eyes of that pair of willow leaves, and it is very obvious, so that people can see it at a glance, and the master of his family is still defending her......

Xiao Yan folded the silk handkerchief in his hand and put it in his sleeve, "I saw her in Shaoling Tower yesterday. ”

"Shaoling Tower? What is Little Emperor going to do there? ”

"She's looking for someone."

"Looking for someone?"

"Well, you go and check if there is a beautiful man in white among the pedestrians who entered and exited the Shaoling Tower yesterday, sitting by the window at sunrise, within three days, I want all the information about this person."

"Yes."

Meng Qing walked a distance, and after finally escaping from Zhaoxuezhai, his heart finally calmed down.

She looked back at the study, and her heart was mixed.

Fang Cai was too emotional......

Yun He caught up, "Your Highness! Wait, slave! ”

She was panting from exhaustion, holding on to the pillars of the veranda and panting loudly.

"Your Highness, what happened to you just now? But what's wrong with your body? Yunhe asked worriedly.

Meng Qing closed his eyes, "No." ”

The spring wind was restless, rustling the leaves and hiding the scorching sun from the clouds.

She said, "When will Meng Yu leave for the fiefdom?" ”

"About half a month later."

Half a month later, it seems to be my father's birthday.

As soon as her father's birthday is over, she should be leaving......

"Let Liang Yinqiu pass a message to Dali Siqing, just say that the picture, it's time to take it out."

"Yes."

"In addition, I remember that Zheng Guogong likes to play chess, and there are countless chess board treasures in the house, but he is most worried about the long-lost wooden painting rosewood chess game, and he sent people to look for it many times?"

Yun He said: "This slave is not clear, Your Highness, why are you asking this?" ”

Meng Qing said softly: "Naturally, he was forced to stand in line." ”

"But in this chess game, Zheng Guogong has searched for many times and has not found it, will His Highness definitely be able to find it?"

"Have you forgotten that in the dowry given to me by Yue Niangniang, there is a chessboard, and this chessboard is the legendary world-famous wooden painting rosewood chess game."

Yunhe opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"What's wrong?"

She lowered her head and was a little frustrated, "But this is the dowry left to you by Yue Niangniang, how can you give it to others?" ”

"What happened to the dowry? A chessboard is small compared to the supreme position. ”

"Slaves and maids listen to Your Highness."

The shadows of the trees danced, and the light and shadow on the blue brick floor were mottled.

……

Gu Mansion.

At sunset, the afterglow of the bright glow dyed the sky red, dim and unknown.

The carriage stopped in front of the Gu Mansion, Gu Huai'an had just returned from Dali Temple, and only after getting off the bus did he go up the steps, and someone called him.

"Master Gu!"

Gu Huai'an's footsteps stopped, and when he looked back, he found that the person who came was wearing the armor of the forbidden army, with a high crown of hair, and a touch of black on his forehead, which made him righteous and awe-inspiring, and the wind god was beautiful.

"You are?"

Liang Yinqiu stood at the foot of the steps and waved at him.

"Liang Yinqiu, the guard of the Forbidden Army."

"What?"

Gu Huai'an smiled with his eyebrows, the tears in the corners of his eyes could not hide his noble demeanor, the round-necked brocade robe of the red robe hung down to the ankles, the jade belt around the waist tightly bound the waist, and the body was as straight as pine bamboo, just like a literati bachelor.

Liang Yinqiu straightened his waist, "Little Emperor Ji let me pass the word down, it's time for Master Gu's picture to come in handy." ”

Fig?

Gu Huai'an's peach blossom eyes narrowed.

"When should I use it?"

"Holy Birthday."

I see......

He understood, "Tell Your Highness that the minister obeys." ”

"Yes."

Liang Yinqiu lowered his eyebrows and turned to leave.

Gu Huai'an hurriedly returned to the mansion and walked through the verandah in the front hall to the study.

He pushed the door in, closed it again, and began to rummage through the cabinets looking for something.

Finally, I found it in a box.

This picture is very important, and it seems that the little emperor wants to use it as a congratulatory gift to the emperor at the birthday banquet.

Once offered, the weight of the little emperor in the emperor's heart will be unprecedented.

The road to succession is about to begin.

At that moment, a knock broke the silence.

"Young master, Liu Gongzi asks to see you."

Gu Huai'an's hand trembled, and he hurriedly put the wooden box back in its place.

He coughed lightly, "Please." ”

"Yes."

But for a moment, Liu Gongzi in the mouth of the servant was led to the study.

The door to the study was wide and wide.