He tactfully persuaded his son Ji Heming: "Your Highness, in fact, the girl is not chasing like this, you can lower your posture appropriately, for example..."

"Master Du doesn't understand women's minds. Do you still need to lower your posture based on my conditions? Don't you see that she is only avoiding because of face? In fact, she has already been tempted."

The eldest son Ji Heming had a very determined tone.

The official really didn't see it.

Du Biwu forced a smile, and didn't bother to continue persuading the other party.

……

On the other side, Qing Luo returned to the house.

The little girl scolded angrily: "How can there be such an idiot in this world? How can there be such an idiot? I think he is an idiot with well-developed limbs! This girl can't take it anymore!"

At this moment, Qingluo thought of her brother-in-law again.

Although Chen Mu has a thick skin, he is not such an idiot.

Sure enough, compared with brother-in-law, men in the world are far behind. No wonder my sister likes her so much.

She looked at the five-colored radish that had just finished eating the radish, thought for a while and said, "You take my place, go over and teach him a lesson!"

Wucailuo ignored her.

The cute little face like jade snow stared blankly at the big radish just thrown away on the table, hesitating whether to eat it or not.

It could be a bit salty though, but washable.

Qingluo said again: "I made some delicious food, you go over and eat."

So Wucailuo walked out of the house.

……

Wucailuo walked into the hall, which made the crown prince Ji Heming's eyes shine.

With a smug smile on his lips, he said to Du Biwu: "See, she actually went to change clothes, which shows that she really cares about this son."

Looking at 'Qingluo' who had changed into a colorful dress, Du Piwu frowned.

Is it possible that there is a real drama?

They didn't know that there were twins in the yard, and they really thought that Qingluo came back after changing her clothes.

"Miss Qingluo, how are you thinking?"

Du Biwu asked with a smile.

However, the girl had an indifferent attitude, and he didn't even exist in her eyes.

Just looking at the empty table, Xiao Qiong's moist and crystal clear nose wrinkled slightly, and she was about to turn around and leave.

From the beginning to the end, Du Biwu and the prince were like air.

This made Master Du's old face a little uncomfortable.

Anyway, he is also an official at the level of a big boss in Dongzhou City. It is somewhat excessive to be ignored by a little maid.

However, due to the relationship between the other party and the Suzaku envoy, he resisted the attack.

The eldest son Ji Heming stood in front of the girl, looked at her delicate and lovely face, and said indifferently: "You don't need to imply me in this way on purpose, today, the eldest son Ji Heming gives you two choices. Either marry me, or... the eldest son He will become the man you will never get in your life."

Wucailuo wanted to bypass him and leave the hall, but Shizi's hand grabbed her shoulder.

"Bam—"

As the afterimage flashed by, the crown prince Ji Heming flew out of the hall backwards.

Qingluo, who was hiding in the courtyard and spying secretly, squeezed her fists, chuckled secretly and said, "It's nice to have an obedient sister who can fight."

As the magistrate, Du Piwu obviously didn't expect this scene to happen, and was a little surprised.

How dare a mere maid dare to beat the prince?

Even if the other party is a Suzaku envoy, he is so courageous, it can be seen that he is used to being arrogant and indulgent on weekdays.

"Girl Qingluo, you—"

However, just as Du Piwu stopped Wucailuo, he hadn't finished speaking when he saw Wucailuo slap her.

It looked like a light palm, but it was as powerful as thunder.

An invisible palm print loomed in the void, with a faint green glow, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Du Biwu's eyelids twitched, and he hastily blocked it.

But in the next second, he suddenly remembered his current identity, and the movement that originally wanted to counterattack and block stopped.

Bang!

Master Du also flew out of the hall like a kite with a broken string.

It fell heavily in the yard.

The corner of the mouth was stained with a trace of bright red blood.

However, with the protective energy behind him, Du Piwu was not seriously injured.

It's just that when his body flew upside down and landed, the sharp stones on the ground accidentally scratched the clothes on his back, revealing a tattoo of a wolf's head.

Qing Luo, who was hiding in the dark, watched carefully.

The wolf head looked extremely ferocious, with a pair of wolf eyes and blood-red pupils, as if it was about to jump out of the skin and turn into a living thing.

"Master Du looks serious, but he didn't expect to have this kind of tattoo on his back."

Qingluo was secretly surprised.

Du Piwu got up from the ground, and realized that the clothes on his back were torn, so he quickly covered them, his face was ashen.

"Bastard, how dare you be so rude to me and the prince!"

Lord Du shouted angrily.

The eldest son Ji Heming who got up one step earlier was not injured either.

He looked at Wucailuo in amazement: "I didn't expect Miss Qingluo to have such a level of cultivation, so she really deserves to be my son."

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