Yangzhou Mansion, inside the Blessed Inn.

"Baby, if that Sumire comes with you, won't she be lonely in the house alone?"

“……”

Su Yupan didn't know, this was the first question Qin Lang asked about his sister Su Yinhua.

Her mouth was already a little dry, and after taking a sip of tea to moisten it, she finally glanced at Qin Lang impatiently:

"Lonely is lonely, who do you think she can blame for being lonely?"

"This..."

"Heh, it's just lonely and dead, can you still fly to her in the blink of an eye?"

“……”

The empress's two very realistic questions made Qin Lang both a little embarrassed and a little self-blaming.

……

The embarrassing thing was that although the empress's tone was calm, Qin Lang still vaguely read some slightly uncomfortable taste.

Thinking about it, I just said that I like people, but I immediately asked about my sister for a long time.

Coincidentally, her sister is also the person she likes...

Well...

Whoever puts this on is definitely not happy, the empress didn't treat herself for any crime on the spot, she already has the demeanor of an emperor.

And what blames me is that, as Su Yupan said, from the time Su Yinhua returned to Beijing to the present, no matter how lonely and lonely, no matter how much lovesickness he suffered, it was because of himself after all.

He is the one who started this iniquity.

Especially when Qin Lang thought about it again, a certain senior sister on the Tianshan Mountain was actually not another Su Yinhua?

I know the situation of Su Yinhua on my side, and I have a predictable and conceptual idea of the time to go to the capital to reunite with her.

But on the other side of the Tianshan Mountain, when Qin Lang got off the mountain, he didn't know when he would have the opportunity to go back.

At least this time the senior sister retreat, I don't know if it will take two or three years or how long.

Therefore, together with the matter of Su Yinhua and Senior Sister Mu Xuanli, Qin Lang felt deep self-blame.

……

"Ugh..."

"Okay, sigh again."

Su Yupan said lightly:

"Otherwise, you will leave your Beibei alone and go back to Beijing with me to see the silver bottle first?"

This is definitely not good, for Qin Lang, Zhuo Beibei's affairs should not be delayed, and if he returns to Beijing to find Huang Youwan in Yangzhou, who knows what variables there are.

After all, Huang Youwan knew the identity of the main guard of Qinlang County, and when he was in Yangzhou, he refused to ask him, and after returning to the capital, he suddenly came to defect again, didn't this make it clear that there was something abnormal? It's even better than scaring the snake.

So about the matter of Su Yinhua, Qin Lang could only endure it for the time being, and explained with a wry smile:

"Actually, I sighed because I missed my sister... Hiss! ”

Su Yu subdued this scumbag and pinched his waist mercilessly:

"You miss my sister for a while, and you miss me for a while... Thinking about your senior sister, I will just split you into two pieces and send half of them over on one side! ”

"That's not going to work!"

Qin Lang shook his head again and again, holding his waist with one hand, and putting his arm around Su Yupan's shoulder with the other:

"Baby, even if you want to split, don't split two petals, split three petals."

"Why do you have one more petal..."

"Hey, don't you still have you?"

Qin Lang smiled and leaned into the empress's ear intriguingly:

"When the time comes, how about giving you the middle petal, the best?"

“？”

The best?

When Su Yupan thought for a long time to understand why the middle one was the best, Qin Lang's waist was twisted mercilessly again.

"Bold Qin Lang! You... You're going to be lawless! Even I dare to tune... Tease! ”

"Your Majesty... Hiss... Your Majesty, baby, I've been addicted, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously..."

"Humph!"

Although it was too hard-mouthed, but just because Qin Lang passed like this, Su Yupan really subconsciously glanced at Qin Lang's "middle petal", and immediately his pretty face became hot, and he changed the topic and said:

"Don't say anything about the three petals, think about Sumire, and the love you left in Jingzhou, hehe, I'm afraid it won't be enough to break your body into ten thousand pieces..."

“……”

How can there be so many, it's really exaggerated.

Of course, even if it is exaggerated, Qin Lang is not easy to say, for fear that the empress will really break her fingers and count them for him one by one, and at that time, four or five petals will definitely be counted.

And considering that I am still young and have a long way to go in the future, if I finish counting one, two, three, four or five now, if there are any variables in the future... Not... It's hard to explain...

In short, it's always right to retain a certain amount of expansion ability.

Three thousand weak water, who knows how many scoops should be loaded in a lifetime? A few more scoops, don't fail to fit when the time comes, this is also a responsible performance.

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That day until the evening, Qin Lang and Su Yupan could be said to be immersed in some of their respective sighs.

Of course, the two of them also told Gu Jin about the current situation and future arrangements.

Not to mention anything else, anyway, for the exposure of the empress's identity, the girl was at least relieved.

No one knows how many "internal injuries" Gu Jin has held back in the days when Su Yupan has hidden his identity, and how much he has taken care of Qin Lang's troubled behavior.

But now it seems that Gu Jin is both relieved and sad.

What is reassuring is that the saint did not investigate Qin Lang's actions after all, and did not cure him for the crime of deceiving the king.

And the sad thing is that the saint really trapped himself as he once guessed...

Of course, Gu Jin must not be able to disclose this matter to the empress.

Originally, I planned to bury it in my heart, but when the girl sat by the window in a daze, Qin Lang could see at a glance that she had a mind, and when she looked at her, she seemed to be looking at a pot of languishing pansy, and she couldn't wait to pour some water on her on the spot.

……

"And watering..."

Facing the boyfriend who came to care about her, Gu Jin's nose was sour, and her heart seemed to be more aggrieved, leaning on Qin Lang's chest, raising her hand and patting him on the arm:

"Bad guys... Do you want to get me wet...? ”

"Uh... Not at the moment. ”

This girl is too simple, sometimes Qin Lang doesn't know how to answer what she says, so she can only explain:

"As the saying goes, watering flowers has to water the roots, and handing over people has to have hearts, that's what it means, so seeing your beautiful little flower alone in that sentimental way, I can't help but water you."

"Oh..."

Gu Jin understood, Qin Lang wanted to water her roots, but Gu Jin was not in the mood now, and only under Qin Lang's soft grinding and hard soaking did she tell the reason for her "jade jade".

After hearing this, Qin Lang immediately swore solemnly:

"Sumire, I swear, no matter what county lord or empress I like, even if I like a few fairy-like women, I can't rank them because of their status, let alone despise you because of this, and rank you behind them, it's absolutely impossible."

"What kind of immortal, that's not to..."

"Sumire, if Qin really has that day, it doesn't matter if you use a dagger to finish me."

"Oh, don't talk nonsense! You... Anyway, you first..."

"You promise me first!"

"I... Can't I say yes... You first... Take your hands off the ground first! ”

"Uh-oh."

Swear, it's all about touching your conscience.

Qin Lang was used to touching other people's consciences, so his hand slipped, which was understandable.

(End of chapter)