Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

After the Qin girl returned to the mansion with General Yin Ting, in order to repay the general's kindness, she consciously waited on the general's side, serving tea and water, and adding fragrance to the red sleeves.

At first, Yin Ting was not used to it, and hurriedly said, "How can such a trivial matter bother the girl." But seeing that she insisted on doing this, she had no choice but to let her go.

"General, tea."

A pair of Rouyi handed over a cup of tea.

While Yin Ting lowered his head to drink tea, Sishui saw a white shadow approaching not far away, turned his eyes dyed with water, and with a "bang", "accidentally" knocked over the teacup.

"Forgive me, General."

Quickly knelt down and pleaded guilty.

When Yin Ting smiled and said "no problem" and helped her up, he covered the dark light in his eyes and "accidentally" fell into the general's arms.This scene happened to be encountered by Luo Mingxuan who came to look for him.

Luo Mingxuan froze at the door, looking at Yin Ting, who had his back turned to him, comforting Qin Nu in a gentle voice, his thin lips were tightly pressed for a while, and finally left with a flick of his sleeve.

After leaving the general's mansion, he went straight to Luozixuan.

On this day, there were very few tea customers in Luozixuan, so it was rare to relax.

Compared with the old-fashioned tea guests in the hall, through the green bamboo curtain, sitting beside the flower bed in the attic, there is a young tea guest in elegant green clothes who is serving tea at a leisurely pace, which is particularly eye-catching.

Luo Mingxuan's bright black pupils suddenly shrank.

What is he here for.

Pursing her thin lips, she walked over and stood still behind the green bamboo curtain.

The mottled shadow of green bamboo is reflected on the face with red lips and white teeth.

Inside the curtain, the young man in Tsing Yi slowly pushed aside the tea leaves, his elegant brows were a little swayed by the steam of tea.

"Since the guests are here, why not take a seat."

Luo Mingxuan looked at the elegant and dusty person in front of him, and tightened his grip on the green bamboo in his hand until his palm was cut so painfully that he let go of the green wood and opened the curtain to enter.

He sat down in front of the young man in Tsing Yi.

Lan Ziqing put down the teacup, looked at the pale-faced person in front of him, and said with a smile: "Looking at the face of the military master, it seems that there is a symptom of being on fire, why don't you have a cup of green tea to dispel the anger."

Luo Mingxuan had no intention of talking nonsense with him, his thin lips were cold, and he got straight to the point.

"The prime minister is here, why are you here?"

Lan Ziqing smiled faintly, "Here on order."

Luo Mingxuan is also a very smart person. Hearing what he said, he immediately understood, and said through grinding his teeth, "Delusion! I will never do anything to hurt General Yin Ting. I advise you to stop thinking about it."

Lan Ziqing seemed to have expected him to say this, and there was a slight sneer in her elegant eyebrows, "The military master's words are too full."

Luo Mingxuan sneered.

Lan Ziqing wasn't annoyed, instead she picked up the tea and looked at him with interest.

On the opposite side was the young man in white robe with red lips and white teeth, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he said nothing, his black eyes were as bright as lacquer.

The arrogance exuded around him was so strong that it was hard to ignore.

Lan Ziqing looked at him as if he saw himself back then.

Lan Zhi, who was lonely and indifferent on the mountain back then.

The same sharp, indifferent, conceited, and aloof.

It's just that Lan Zhi is indifferent in her bones, and arrogant in her spirit, while Luo Mingxuan is cold in appearance and arrogant.

To deal with such a person, it's fine if you don't make a move. Once you make a move, you must hit his dead point and hit him!

Drink up a cup of fragrant tea.

Lan Ziqing put down the bottomless teacup, smiled lightly, and said, "The military commander knows what will happen to disobey the crown prince."

Luo Mingxuan's black and bright pupils shrank suddenly as if being pricked by a needle, and said coldly: "Whatever method the Prime Minister has, just use it, I also want to experience the demeanor of the leader of the counselor."

After a pause, there was a sneer on his lips, and he said: "The prime minister and the third prince are so close, it's

Aren't you afraid that the prince will know? "

After a while, there was a low laugh from the opposite side.

The sneer in the laughter made Luo Mingxuan's eyes turn cold.

"I originally thought that the military division was a smart person, but I didn't expect it to be so stupid."

"What's the point of this"

Luo Mingxuan said coldly.

Lan Ziqing glanced at him lightly, with a thin mist of coldness and alienation lingering in his dark eyes, "I don't hide it in front of others, and I have a way to retreat. You gossip in front of the prince, do you think your life is too long, or I think General Yin Ting is living too comfortably."

Luo Mingxuan's face was green and white, and he was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Indeed, he speaks without evidence, without any proof

The "unusual" relationship between Lan Ziqing and Su Danchen.

Besides, with Lan Ziqing's mental strategy, how could he easily give others a handle.

Acting rashly will only cause trouble.

Luo Mingxuan remained silent.

He and Lan Ziqing were not congenial, and after a while, he offered to leave.

Lan Ziqing smiled and said, "Military commander, go slowly."

Luo Mingxuan pursed his lips tightly, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

As soon as he got out of the green bamboo curtain, he thought of something, turned around and lifted the curtain, looked at the leisurely man in Tsing Yi beside the flower bed inside the curtain, and said coldly: "Take care of your person, don't let him come to the general's mansion again."

The words fell, and he left without looking back.

Lan Ziqing smiled dumbly.

Shaking his head slightly, he turned his gaze to Xunyang Street outside the attic.

Xunyang City is prosperous like a piece of brocade, and the streets of Huangcheng are bustling and bustling.

In front of a row of rouge and gouache stalls, a group of common people gathered together, and the crowd was excited, and there were voices of applause and praise from time to time.

"Good fight, kill him..."

"This son is really eliminating harm for the people..."

"Big brother, thank you..."

Not long after, an embarrassing young man in fine clothes with a bruised nose and a swollen face fled from the crowd. Behind him was a tall, burly young man in military uniform who was worshiped by the crowd as a savior. After a long time, the crowd dispersed. In front of the young man in military uniform, there was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in tattered clothes.

Across the green willows from the powder stall, I don't know what the two of them talked about, but the young man suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to the young man in uniform. Finally, the young man helped him up, took his hand, and left Xunyang Street.

Lan Ziqing had a panoramic view of this scene, her dark eyes were deep and deep, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips.