Open your hand towards the male second

Wei Jin looked at the two extra characters that Li Yanzheng wrote casually.

Steamed dumplings.

"..." My lord, you are really down-to-earth, but how do you know that I want to eat steamed dumplings?

"Yesterday I heard you fell asleep and said you wanted to eat this." Li Yanzheng said lightly after sitting back at the table.

Wei Jin froze for two seconds, and immediately let himself go, lying on the table and looking at Li Yanzheng with bright eyes, "So are you eating steamed dumplings at noon today?"

"There's still an hour before lunch, please criticize the book."

"As ordered."

Xidan doesn't want to say anything anymore, anyway, the human design has collapsed, leaving only a layer of skin, and it's almost the same if this layer of skin can't be peeled off.

Sighing, "What about your poison?"

"No hurry." Wei Jin shook his feet in a good mood, thinking about steaming dumplings.

Xidan was in a complicated mood, "Why are you not in a hurry? It's about your life in this world, and the plot is coming soon, and Li Yanzheng hasn't fallen in love with you yet."

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry." Wei Jin wrote that word twice, and said slowly, "Just wait and see."

He stretched out the written words in front of Li Yanzheng, "Is this correct?"

"Ah."

With a smiling face like the kitten was being fed, he retracted and continued to fix typos and sentences. Li Yanzheng put one hand on his lips, and smiled lightly.

In addition to crying beautifully, it is painful.

In fact, the obedient appearance is quite itchy.

A few days later, the poison in Wei Jin's body had already appeared on his skin color, which was a faint blue-purple. He looked at the reflection in the mirror and smiled, "Wow, baby blue, this color It's actually pretty good."

Xidan: "...according to the trend of poisoning, you can dance for half a year at most."

Li Feicheng was too ruthless, Xidan sighed, no wonder Wei Jin changed the protagonist.

"I know your plan, but will Li Yanzheng really save you then?"

Wei Jin put on his clothes, tied his belt clumsily, his forehead hair hung down, half covering his face, only showing his sharp chin, "I dare not say 100%, but 80.00% is still there, he will Save me, I just don’t know if he will like me, others assume that he is infatuated, and it will take some time to empathize.”

Xidan hummed twice, and suddenly felt that the host had grown a lot, and he looked like he had been in this world for a long time, and his temper was no longer irritable, and he was no longer yelling about suicide and not doing tasks in this world. , He is used to the plot of this world, and he has carefully planned every step in the future, in order to survive.

It's a little bit startling, so what is he?The advanced system behind the startling every step!Pretty cool.

"I made the preparation the day before yesterday, don't worry." Wei Jin tied a bow and ignored it. The ancient belt tying method was too cumbersome, and he still couldn't learn it.

The day before yesterday, after having dinner with Li Yanzheng, he suddenly asked him, "Why is your lord pampering me so much?"

"I said where it hurts. You knew it was a lie, but you still brought the doctor over to see me. I have never lost my memory before. I probably didn't have the chance to save the injured prince. You treat me so tenderly now. "

Li Yanzheng put down his teacup to look at him, his eyes were like black ink, Wei Jin's heart was pounding, this aura was a bit strong.

After a long silence, Li Yanzheng got up and left.

Wei Jin lowered his eyelashes, clenched his fists helplessly, and murmured in a low voice, "Is it because he sent me?" His voice was very soft, but Wei Jin was sure that Li Yanzheng could hear it. A martial arts practitioner, Listen to all directions.

Li Yanzheng went out steadily without even pausing.

Lai Zhi and Butler Zhong have been very worried these days, what's the matter, okay, why is there a cold war all of a sudden?The prince's face became even more paralyzed, and Wei Jin also locked himself in the room all day long, so what's the trouble?Can it still be fine?

"I can't go on like this, I'm going to find the prince." Lai Zhi stood up, the young master liked the prince so much, how could the prince ignore the young master?

She has already subconsciously sided with Wei Jin, after all, the delicate, poignant and gentle young master, and the prince with a paralyzed face who went to the battlefield to kill countless people, compared these two people, no matter who they are, they are all on Wei Jin's side.

Butler Zhong grabbed Lai Zhi's hand and pulled her back, "Then what excuse are you going to use? The little girl is so edgy, what if she kindly helps the wrong person?"

Lai Zhi clenched her lips and stared, "Master He Xiang has a habit of taking a nap, so I said he was in pain, let the prince go over, and then..."

She glanced at Butler Zhong, who didn't understand what was wrong with her idea, she gritted her teeth, blushed and whispered: "Master He Xiang will take off his clothes by himself when he falls asleep."

Butler Zhong was shocked, "Little girl! You actually peeked at the master's sleeping body?"

Lai Zhi almost bit her own tongue, butler Zhong must be confused, what is the point here...

"No, I saw it when I went to burn coals at night."

She suddenly thought of something, excitedly said: "We can let the prince go to see Young Master He Xiang at night, in the dead of night, Young Master He Xiang... the effect will be even better!"

Butler Zhong knocked on Lai Zhi's forehead, and scolded, "What's on your mind at such a young age? We'll just add fuel to the flames. How can we intervene in the master's affairs?"

"Oh, I got it." Lai Zhi covered her forehead and replied, "Then can we still do this?"

"Of course, you can talk about it. I also talked to the prince from the side. It's been four days. The sooner the couple quarrels, the better it is to reconcile, so that there will be no grievances." Zhong Butler said with a serious look.

The one who came to Zhizhi to listen to the teacher nodded, took a sip of tea, and ran to the study. When she was done, she looked at the handsome but cold face of the prince, and became dumb.

Especially when Li Yanzheng was looking at her indifferently, Lai Zhi's legs softened and she knelt down, and said indiscriminately: "Wang, lord...Young Master Hexiang, he. He..."

"Master He Xiang, he said..." Lai Zhi bit the tip of her tongue, sweat broke out from her painful forehead, and she forgot to think of a reason on the way here, what should I do?

Seeing that she was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, Li Yanzheng put down his pen and frowned slightly, "What's wrong with him?"

Lai Zhi shivered in shock from the sinking voice, and blurted out, "Master He Xiang, his tongue hurts!"

After a few seconds of silence in the study, Li Yanzheng picked up the pen again, as if he hadn't heard what Laizhi said, and continued to write. After a cup of tea passed, Li Yanzheng looked up at Laizhi who was still kneeling on the ground and trembling, "..."

"bleeding?"

Lai Zhi lowered her head even lower, with a crying voice, "It seems that there is no..."

Li Yanzheng: "..."

"Go down."

Although Laizhi was terrified to death, she still remembered why she risked her life to come here once, knelt down and didn't move.

Li Yanzheng sighed softly, "I'll go and have a look later."

"Thank you, my lord." Lai Zhima slid out, in the late autumn weather, she broke out in a layer of cold sweat, God, she was not beaten to death, her tongue hurts, what is the reason...

Lai Zhi leaned on the wall with limp hands and legs and walked away.

Butler Zhong was one step behind Lai Zhi. When he arrived at the study, he refilled a cup of tea for Li Yanzheng, and then rubbed the ink while earnestly saying, "My lord, I have served you since I was a child. Clear, I know best."

"Actually, you are tough on the outside and soft on the inside. Although you have always kept a cold face, you have never punished anyone, and even indulged us servants..."

Li Yanzheng continued to write with one hand, and took a sip of tea with the other hand.

Butler Zhong continued, "Your Highness treats the servants so well, so shouldn't he treat the people in the room better? The old slave doesn't know what mistake Master He Xiang made to make you unhappy, but these days, he will I locked myself in the room and didn't take a step out for a walk, Young Master He Xiang is weak, so if I bore myself like this, I'm going to get sick."

"It's been four days, and it's enough to be neglected, my lord, why don't you go and have a look?"

Li Yanzheng was putting the brush into the washer, looked at Butler Zhong, and finally said quietly, "Do you know what Laizhi told me when he came over?"

Butler Zhong was stunned, "What?"

"She said that the young master's tongue hurts."

Pat, Butler Zhong knocked the inkstone off the ground.

Tongue, tongue hurts?

The tongue hurts, do you want the prince to go and suck it twice? !

The butler, who was an old-boned clock, was startled by the roar in his heart.