Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 515 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (5)

Rong Yan tilted his head slightly, coughed twice, his lips were pale.

In the night, his voice was calm, without any emotion.

"Master Ye came late at night, why?"

He slightly raised his hand, and the circle of guards retreated a little.

He hesitated for a while, then simply jumped off the wall.

When she jumped, she withdrew her strength, landed silently, and supported the ground with one hand.

He casually patted the dirt on his palm again, and muttered softly.

"I just wanted to see you."

Rong Yan raised his eyes, and there was a faint light of fire in his pupils.

He tilted his head and coughed twice: "What did you say?"

He smiled again: "I heard that the prime minister is not feeling well, I am worried about him, so I came to have a look."

Rong Yan's eyes were cold: "So Master Ye climbed the wall of truth in the middle of the night?"

I'm afraid most people can't do this.

He smiled embarrassingly: "Isn't this a last resort?"

She pointed to the wall behind her, squinting her eyes.

"We will be neighbors in the future, isn't it a surprise?"

Rong Yan lowered his eyebrows slightly, his expression was cold: "Master Ye, please go back."

After finishing speaking, the young man gathered the coat that was draped over his body, and turned around.

He panicked again, took two steps forward and grabbed his sleeve.

Rong Yan paused, and looked back at her with calm eyes.

He pursed his lips again, tugged at his sleeve and shook his voice in a low voice.

"I'm here."

She finally came to see him, she couldn't just leave like this.

The girl's eyebrows were clear and beautiful, and her slightly raised eyebrows showed a bit of heroism. She softened her voice, with a hint of pitifulness.

Rong Yan lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on the sleeve that she was pulling.

He pursed his lips, and the profile of his face against the firelight, interlaced with light and dark, glowed with a light and lustrous light.

Ah Qi frowned, he didn't like this courtier.

Just such a eunuch, dare to pester his master.

He took a step forward and blocked the two of them, but He relented.

Ah Qi's attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, but his tone was a bit tough.

"It's getting dark, Mr. Ye, please come back."

He lowered his eyes in frustration again.

Rong Yan glanced at Ah Qi indifferently, then flicked his sleeves.

"Follow me to the study."

He was a little surprised again, and happily responded, following behind him.

Seven:?
His master never had contact with outsiders, let alone a courtier like Ye Qiao, why did Ye Qiao follow him into the study this time?
Ah Qi came up with the answer with his clever little brain.

It must be that Ye Qiao, a treacherous minister, was so powerful that his master had no choice but to take the overall situation into consideration, make compromises, and barely give him face.

Thinking about it this way, Ah Qi immediately felt even more displeased with Ye Qiao.

Here He followed Rong Yan again, only half a step away from him.

The night was dark, and the young man's eyebrows and eyes were even paler under the cold moonlight. On the quiet path, there were only the light footsteps of the two of them, and his occasional cough.

He glanced at Rong Yan's thin figure again, and asked softly, "Your Excellency, you seem to be in poor health?"

There was no emotion in Rong Yan's eyes, but there was a slight moonlight.

"Old disease."

How did you get the old disease?

He doesn't mention it.

He followed Rong Yan to his study.

The study room is simply furnished, and the entire wall is full of books.

Rong Yan poured a cup of tea and moistened his throat.

Misty mist rose from the teacup, and it was obviously still hot.

He should have been here before.

He found a seat by himself and sat down again, and spoke cheekily.

"I'm a little thirsty."

Her naked eyes fell on the small teapot, and she said brightly: "Shall I share a cup?"

(End of this chapter)