Yo, lost the jade seal?

Delicious food and wine, delicious food, Ye Hongtu eats exquisitely.

Lai Yu skipped the food and went straight to the jug.

Ye Hongtu pressed it hastily, and said, "Don't drink with me, I can't suppress you!"

"Hey, how long has it been, you're still thinking about it." Lai Yu pulled his hand away and shrank back embarrassingly.

"You are so crazy, I will never forget it in my life." Ye Hongtu gently poked Lai Yu's sore spot.

Lai Yu folded his hands in front of his chest, leaned back, and put his legs on the dining table in displeasure, and asked Ye Hongtu, "Why didn't you go to the banquet? What's so shameful!"

Looking at Lai Yu's dirty soles, Ye Hongtu wiped the corners of his mouth, losing his appetite.

Throwing the handkerchief on the table, he said to Lai Yu: "I can eat wherever I like, do you care?"

"It doesn't matter." Lai Yu softened his tone, reached out and took out the tea bag from his sleeve, pushed it on the table and said to Ye Hongtu, "I bought this from the teahouse of the old couple when I stopped halfway, the tea is mellow and fragrant Hou, I think you haven't had enough to drink, so I'll give you a pack."

Ye Hongtu looked at the tea bag in doubt, but didn't reply to Lai Yu, and told the people beside him to put it away.

Lai Yu held up the tea bag and didn't give it to the servant, and continued to chat: "Although you are in the rear, you should have heard the old man tell their stories."

Ye Hongtu lost his patience, got up and snatched the tea bag from Lai Yu's hand, and replied, "I heard."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the tea bag into his bosom, hurried to the back hall, and stopped speaking with Lai Yu.

Seeing that Ye Hongtu was in a bad mood, the crowd followed back to Lai Yu who was the only one left in the lobby.

Lai Yu sniffed it close to the palm of his hand, and there was a smell of tea.

With his mouth curled up, he nodded frequently towards the place where Ye Hongtu left, quietly thinking about something.

"Father wasn't in the return team at all." Behind him, Ye Qiubai came with a package.

There were few things to bring, Ye Qiubai packed them quickly, and happened to hear Ye Hongtu's words about Lai's tea bag.

"Then where can he go?" Lai Yu said directly, resting his head on his legs, stroking the green stubble on his chin, thinking nonstop.

Seeing Ye Hongtu like that, it was obvious that something was being covered up.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll tell my father?" Ye Qiubai turned away, interrupting Lai Yu's thoughts, and asked Lai Yu very seriously.

Anyway, his surname is also Ye.

After listening, the corners of Lai Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and the interest in thinking hard turned back to Ye Qiubai.

Putting his legs down on the table, Lai Yu approached Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai stood still, watching Lai Yu's posture with cold eyes.

In the final analysis, he still knows the basics, knows that Lai Yu will not do anything, and thanks to Lai Yu's consistent temperament.

Lai Yu also knew it, laughed and snatched the package from Ye Qiubai's shoulders and straddled her body, then grabbed Ye Qiubai's shoulders with the other hand, half pushed and half walked towards the door, without any threat: "You Still want to inform? It seems that I have to deal with you tonight."

After hearing this, Ye Qiubai's face turned red.

It's not that the ice doesn't melt, it's just that it hasn't touched the heat. Ye Qiubai has a very thin skin.

Coughing a few times, Ye Qiubai pretended not to hear, and dodged Lai Yu's arm.

Holding A Shu in his hand, Ye Qiubai quickened his pace and walked forward.

Lai Yu followed closely, and said badly: "It's hot, and it's common for the face to be red."

As soon as the end sound fell, Ye Qiubai in front of him was already walking out of the street and alley, and his pace was getting faster and faster.

Lai Yu smiled to himself: "Just this face is still the same as before, very thin."

Whistling, Lai Yu happily followed Ye Qiubai.

The moon has risen to the highest sky, and the full moon is full tonight, and it is bright at Xu time. Through the window lattice, the neat light and shadow hit the open space.

The weak candlelight couldn't resist the loneliness, and extinguished the fire on the top by itself.

There was a small roar, which disappeared in front of the door.

Only one person in the room was awakened.

San Daowu opened his eyes, and immediately lost the slightest bit of drowsiness. He quickly walked to the bed, picked up Wu Mi who was still in a nightmare, and patted his back lightly.

Wumi struggled for a while while clutching Sandao's front, opened his tearful eyes, and softly called out: "Sandao..."

"I'm here." San Dao replied solemnly.

Without waiting for Wumi to calm down, he pulled him away and asked in a blunt tone, "Why did you go to Ruan Yan Palace to steal paintings!"

Compassion is one thing, and finding out the truth is another, and the three are the clearest.

San Dao didn't want to be used again, so he was extra cautious.

Wu Mi stared at San Dao with round eyes, and blinked at San Dao, maybe he didn't understand what San Dao said, so he just looked at him like that.

San Dao sighed, lifted Wu Mi to the stool in front of the table, cut open the fire box, and lit the limp candle wick.

The long-extinguished candles rose higher due to the high popularity.

The room suddenly became clear.

The faint yellow light hit the puzzled face of Wumi, and on the opposite side was Sandao who was busy looking for things.

Flipping and picking, San Dao pinched a piece of rice paper and spread it out on the table, licked the dry brush, and began to paint on the paper very carefully.

Wumi stepped on the stool and climbed onto the table, laying down beside the paper and looking at it.

With just a few strokes, a prototype is formed.

The cold shaved cheeks, the slanted red phoenix eyes, the slightly raised shallow corners of the mouth, the general outline, the five fans can know, pointing at the half-finished portrait and moaning, I don’t know what to say excitedly.

San Dao stopped writing, and was also a little excited. He grabbed Wu Fan's shoulder and asked, "Do you know the person in the painting?"

The five fans did not reply, and struggled to climb up the painting.

Three ways not to allow, stopped Wu Mi, and continued to ask: "Do you know Ruan... Yan?"

After listening to the name and taboo countless times, it's hard to say it today.

Just the combination of these two words made San Dao feel depressed and wanted to hastily end this conversation.

However, Wu Mi was the opposite of San Dao, stopped resisting, looked at Cheng Liang and said to San Dao, "Ruan Yan...is pretty."

There was a buzzing in his head, and San Dao tightly clutched Wu Mi's arm, forgetting where he was for a moment.

A vision appeared before his eyes.

A chic little courtyard, a young man wandering confusedly at the intersection walked into it, and bumped into a plain and light-clothed young man waving ink in the courtyard.

Looking at each other, the young man showed his embarrassment and asked where he was going back to.

The boy on the opposite side held up a brush and stared blankly at the person who broke in suddenly. The ink dripped and formed purple-black flower clusters on the rice paper.

After a long time, he replied as if stunned: "It looks good."

……

"It hurts!" There was an immature child's voice next to my ear, the illusion was shattered, and there was only a lonely lamp and a child with tears in front of me.

San Dao let go, sat down on the stool weakly, and looked at the large and small candle shadows in front of him in a daze.

"San Dao." Wu Fan took a step forward and tugged on San Dao's sleeve.

There were no words, only a sigh.

The five fans rolled their eyes in a panic, and then they were at a loss.

"It's late at night, go to bed early."

When he reacted again, the five fans had already been picked up by San Dao and thrown onto the bed.

Drowsiness struck immediately, Wumi moved his body, found a comfortable position and fell asleep.

San Dao looked at Wu Mi who had already fallen asleep, and sighed again: "What kind of evil fate is this, picking up a child and still being so like you."

Three ways of confusion, reversed cause and effect, because the person in my heart has never left, so I look like everyone I see.

Or it would be easier for Sandao to pretend to be confused.

He stepped forward and blew out the candles, and the room was plunged into complete darkness.

Sandao lay on the couch, another sleepless night.

Also unable to sleep, there is another room in the courtyard.

Lai Yu and Ye Qiubai went back to the palace together, and as soon as they stepped into the courtyard, they saw the wide open door.

The two looked at each other and stepped into the house.

At the same time as Lai Yu lit the tinder box, Ye Qiubai swung A Shu and struck at the rustling sound.

When Ye Qiubai saw the person opposite, he immediately turned his wrist and retracted his sword to one side.

The sword twirled in the air, cutting off half of Jin Rui's hair.

The forehead was tied off, and Jin Rui loosened half of his hair.

"How dare you swing your sword at me!" Jin Rui shouted at Ye Qiubai, holding half of his broken hair.

Ye Qiubai retracted his sword, knelt directly at Jin Rui's feet, lowered his eyes and said: "I don't know if it's the emperor... I beg the emperor to forgive me."

"Unforgivable crime!" Jin Rui angrily walked out the door, thinking of calling someone.

Jin Rui sneaked into Lai Yu's room, after all, there was no one of his own in the courtyard.

"I have a share too. If you're looking for someone, take me out by the way." Lai Yu stopped and walked out quickly to Jinrui, and then let go of his sleeve after speaking.

Jin Ruiwu turned his head to look at Lai Yu, couldn't hold back his stern expression, pointed at Ye Qiubai who was kneeling on the ground, and suddenly realized: "It's midnight, why did he go back to the room with you?"

Jin Rui suddenly changed the subject, making Lai Yu a little embarrassed.

Seeing Jin Rui's attitude, if he is provoked again, he might do something.

Lai Yu is well known for Jin Rui's temperament, and no one can stop him when he becomes ruthless.

"We just finished discussing about searching for the next piece of jade seal, and it was a little late, so we didn't let him go back and make do with it in my room." Lai Yu flustered without beating his heart and blushing.

Hearing Yuxi, Jin Rui lost all temper, forgot about the loose hair, and asked eagerly: "What did you discuss, tell me quickly."

Lai Yu followed Jin Rui's words and continued: "The jade seal should be divided into several pieces, and Longdao only found one of them, and we still need to find other places."

Jin Rui nodded slightly, his surprised eyes dimmed, and asked again: "Then where are you going to find the next piece?"

"Let's discuss this again." Lai Yu replied, not intending to say more to Jin Rui, looking at Ye Qiubai, and said to Jin Rui, "I committed this incident with him tonight. If you want to punish, don't just because of it." Partiality has lost your emperor's demeanor."

Lai Yu used Jinrui's yellow robe to talk about it.

Jin Rui glanced at Ye Qiubai, then looked at Lai Yu and said, "Let's forget about today's business."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ye Qiubai hurriedly thanked him, then slowly got up and retreated to a corner behind where the candlelight could not be seen.

Jin Rui's compromise is just as Lai Yu expected, as long as it does not violate Jin Rui's bottom line, everything is negotiable.

It's just that companions are like companions of tigers, they can win each other by fate at any time, Lai Yu is well versed, so he takes fate lightly, and naturally he is not afraid.

But because of this, Jin Rui has expectations.

Yawning deeply, Lai Yu pushed Jin Rui out: "It's late at night, go back to sleep."

"I'll be back right away." Jin Rui reluctantly went out, and then instructed, "Hurry up and discuss it, so that we can leave as soon as possible."

Lai Yu waved to him and closed the door.

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