The concubine must be obedient and obedient

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Facing Shangshang Shiqi's suspicious eyes, He Lanqing's lips raised a faint smile:

"I won't pick any of them for you."

Shang Shiqi: ...

"What a cold joke." Shang Shiqi scratched his cheeks full of baby fat, glared at He Lanqing and shrank his neck.

"I'll put them all in my eyes and smile at you."

A pair of deep eyes, full of cold moonlight, inlaid with bright stars, twinkle and twinkle, full of smiles.

That gentle smile pierced Shang Shiqi's little heart, coughed lightly, managed to calm his mind, and asked: "You...what's the matter?" The routine was so deep, I was afraid.

"Nothing." It's just that I suddenly remembered something weird recently.

suddenly remembered...

Since ancient times, love can't be kept, only routines can win people's hearts.

Shang Shiqi looked at He Lanqing who suddenly became cold, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, he opened his mouth to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

----Your Highness Princess... Since today, the style of painting is a bit too strange.

As if he didn't notice Shang Shiqi's strangeness.

He Lanqing stretched out her hand and pinched Shang Shiqi's chubby cheeks, feeling the wind that seemed to be getting louder and louder in her ears, and while the latter was not paying attention, stretched her other hand to the back of her neck, and gently pinched the back of her neck. The collar makes it easy to lift.

"It's late at night, go into the house."

To put it lightly, Shang Shiqi was taken into the house with a sense of well-being.

"Ooo"

"Ooo"

The night is indeed a bit late, and the hooting of an owl can be vaguely heard, which seems a bit intrusive.

Shang Shiqi, who was lying peacefully on the bed, squinted his eyes, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Sleep." The person beside him whispered.

"Oh." Shang Shiqi wrinkled his nose, turned sideways and replied in a muffled voice.

Maybe it was because the night was too quiet, the bed was too warm, and the people around him were too fragrant, Shang Shiqi also fell into a dream very quickly.

An arm quietly wrapped around Shang Shiqi's body.

The slender fingers pinched together, glowing white, as if holding back something.

*

In the early morning of the second day, the two of them got into the carriage early and set off. In response to Shang Shiqi's words, the two disguised themselves and decided to go to the martial arts conference.

Shang Shiqi was sitting in the carriage with his legs drooping aside, looking down at his body with his head down and frowning, with an unconcealable disgust in his eyes.

After moving his butt, Shang Shiqi's disgust grew stronger.

In the past, apart from the two legs, the position of sitting on the carriage with one buttocks was just right, but now.

Shang Shiqi looked at his two slender legs, which occupied half of the seat, swinging slowly, pursed his mouth.

The carriage was already bumpy, and it was uncomfortable to sit on.

As for now...

Shang Shiqi drooped his head and sat up straight, expressing that he would cry if he said too much.

As soon as He Lanqing entered the carriage, Shang Shiqi's listless look appeared, and he pursed his lips and chuckled unkindly: "What's the matter, are you unhappy?"

"Well, sort of." Isn't that an obvious thing?!

He Lanqing chuckled, glanced at Shang Shiqi, perhaps seeing something, and said, "Then you are not happy."

"Tch." Shang Shiqi pouted.

The carriage started quickly.

The road is fairly flat, not as bumpy as before.

He Lanqing took out the familiar book again, and leaned lazily on the couch beside her, holding the book in one hand, the angle was slightly slanted, and the sleeves slid down slightly along the slightly slanted angle, revealing her fair wrist.

The joints on the back of the hand are particularly distinct, and the way the slender and slender fingers hold the book with a little force makes the fingers whiter.

Just looking at it is pleasing to the eye.

Shang Shiqi noticed that his gaze seemed a little too straightforward, so he subconsciously looked away.

Shaking his two thin legs, he pretended not to care and asked, "What's the point of this book?"

He raised his eyes and looked at Shang Shiqi for a moment, then turned a page of the book on his own, and replied in a wrong way: "It's okay."

Seeing that Shang Shiqi was showing signs of wilting again, He Lan Qing's hand flipping through the book paused slightly, and asked in an inadvertent way: "How did you meet the owner of the Miaoyin Pavilion?"

"It's mainly a coincidence." Shang Shiqi blinked, rolled his eyes in a circle, pursed his lips, thought for a while, and felt that he couldn't tell the truth.

He casually turned a page of the book, "And then?"

"It was a coincidence, we got to know each other naturally." Shang Shiqi continued to perfunctory.

"So." He Lanqing flipped through the book fluently, "You just stayed there for one night."

At the end, I added another sentence, "Same room with Pavilion Master Fei."

Shang Shiqi's fair and tender face froze slightly, and it looked a little funny when paired with the cheeks with baby fat.

"Hmm...it seems so."

With a "snap", the book was closed and put aside, jolted by the bumpy carriage, but laying on the couch safely.

Shang Shiqi scratched his cheek, looked at the book, tried to change the subject and said: "You don't read the book anymore... I just happen to be bored..." I'll read it first.

As he spoke, his paws stretched out.

He Lanqing did not stop Shang Shiqi's claws.

Shang Shiqi seemed to have just reacted, his slender but short calf kicked straight, and his claws slowly clenched into a small fist in the air.

Meeting He Lanqing's eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Shang Shiqi gave a stiff smile, and slowly retracted his paws.

----It's really... I hate it when I have it in hand.

"Then you're going to be bored." He Lanqing said in a cold voice, and put away the book expressionlessly.

"Oh." Shang Shiqi was helpless, he was inexplicably relieved to see that He Lanqing no longer asked about the last matter.

Seeing that He Lanqing began to close his eyes and rest his mind, Shang Shiqi pursed his lips, feeling a little emotional.

So he stretched out his hand and silently counted the time with his fingers, and unconsciously murmured.

He Lanqing's eyelids moved slightly, and they opened slowly, her tone seemed to be filled with tears and laughter.

"How boring are you... going to be?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Shang Shiqi was relieved to see that He Lanqing's emotions were not affected.

Sensing He Lanqing's suspicious eyes, Shang Shiqi sat up straight and explained:

"I made a guess. According to normal logic, if the medicine Wu De fed me is used up, I will probably be able to recover."

Is Wu De normal?

Not sure.

"Then what have you figured out?" He Lanqing raised his eyes to look at the stern-faced Baozi face Shang Shiqi, and rubbed his aching shoulders.

"Nothing worked out."

The author has something to say: Wu De (spreading his hands in disdain): If you can figure it out, I will lose.

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【Welcome to catch insects】

☆、Chapter 40.

Before dark, it should be possible to catch up with the martial arts conference.

The martial arts conference was held by a very prestigious person in the world.

It is said that because the old leader is ill and dying soon, in order to maintain order in the world, a martial arts conference is hereby held to elect a new leader.

And it emphatically explained that the principles of fairness, justice and openness are taken as the principles.

The inscription is...

Shang Shiqi glanced at the name of the signer at the end of the post, and his lips tightened suddenly.

"What's the matter." Feeling the strangeness from the person beside him, He Lan raised his eyes and asked, seeing that person's expression of "aggrieved", he couldn't help frowning.

"Cough, it's okay." Shang Shiqi shook the invitation card in his hand towards He Lanqing, and forcibly suppressed the curve of the corners of his lips.

Such a performance seemed even more strange to He Lanqing.

Putting the book aside, Wei Wei straightened up and stretched out his hand to snatch the post from Shang Shiqi's hand lightly.