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Fu Yichen came all the time, and put on a disgusted look that he didn't want to talk to him, "Don't you invite me in?"

Qi Wenyao rolled his eyes and said to save face, "Please come in."

He meant it.The door was on the other side, so he had to jump off his chair and walk about ten steps in the cool night breeze before he could welcome Fu Yichen in according to the correct way of welcoming guests.That was too much effort, he didn't want to move, so he just said what he said.

Fu Yichen didn't care about it, "Get out of the way."

It's easy to get out of the way.Qi Wenyao turned around to change places, and just as he sat firmly, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him.He wasn't in a panic, he put on the coat he just casually put on before looking to the side.

Fu Yichen sat calmly, as if there was nothing wrong with jumping in through the window.

Qi Wenyao couldn't help but ask, "How did you get in, did you climb over the wall?"

Fu Yichen squinted, "Practice lightness kung fu, pass by."

"Isn't that still over the wall?"

"Have you mastered your sword skills?" Fu Yichen talked about other things, "Show me."

Qi Wenyao yawned, "It's late, next time."

Fu Yichen didn't force it, he got up and looked around the room.Not only to look, but also to feel for dust, to see what decorations are used, even the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and to look in front of it for a while.

Don't sleep at night, what kind of room do you go to him to check... Qi Wenyao was convinced, and laughed when he was anxious, "What do you see?"

"Shabby." Fu Yichen said, "This is a fake."

"Oh." Qi Wenyao only cares about whether the bed is soft or not and whether the orientation is good, and doesn't care whether the decorative painting is genuine or not.

Fu Yichen thought of a solution for him on his own, "I will send you some authentic works next time."

As the emperor's most beloved son, Fu Yichen can walk sideways in the palace, so of course no one can stop him when he comes to Qi Mansion.Qi Wenyao understood this truth, but there was still a trace of reluctance, and he made a request from the bottom of his heart, "Can I go through the door next time?"

"I walk through the gate, you have to kneel to greet me."

"At least you won't be frightened. This is my father's house, you must inform him, right?"

"This is your home." Fu Yichen had his own reasons, "I am your guest, ask him why."

Qi Wenyao curled his lips, "If you can't do it, you can't do it, why talk so much."

Fu Yichen smiled, and wanted to pinch his face as before.

Qi Wenyao dodged subconsciously, leaving Fu Yichen's hand hanging in the air in embarrassment.

Fu Yichen's eyes darkened, "You..."

"I am the son of Grand Tutor Qi, not a servant of the palace." Qi Wenyao remembered King Jing's status, and even more how difficult it was to leave the palace.Letting Fu Yichen in doesn't mean letting Fu Yichen in.

He spoke neither humble nor overbearing, and met Fu Yichen's gaze head-on.

Fu Yichen didn't get angry, he lowered his head and smiled, "That's right."

Qi Wenyao didn't expect this.Feeling uneasy, he scrutinized Fu Yichen's complexion carefully.Fu Yichen had a handsome face with sword eyebrows and a high nose, with a kind of heroic spirit that showed his sharpness, and a pair of deep and unpredictable eyes that made people unpredictable, like sea water under the night sky, hiding the power of devouring under the tranquility.

At this time, Fu Yichen lowered his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was rare and gentle.

It is also a rare loss.

As Qi Wenyao watched, he had the illusion that he was not refusing to pinch his face, but stabbed Fu Yichen's heart with a knife.

"Uh." Instead, he felt sorry and said dryly, "Shall I pour you a cup of tea?"

Fu Yichen nodded, and sat back in the seat just now.

The moonlight can illuminate the house, but entertaining guests in the dark is a bit unreasonable.Qi Wenyao lit the lamp, went to the cabinet to find the tea leaves brought from the palace, felt the kettle was still hot, and threw it in roughly.

Fu Yichen couldn't help but speak, "Is there someone who makes tea like you?"

The pitiful energy just now is gone, only the picky face that is pampered and meticulous is left.

"I just like this kind of bubble, if I don't drink it, I will fall down." Qi Wenyao felt annoyed in his heart: I gave you face, but you are so rude to point it out?Love to drink, don't drink to roll.

"Drink." Fu Yichen compromised, watching him waste the best tea.

Qi Wenyao put in the tea and shook the kettle to make it ready.He poured out two glasses, slammed one of them in front of Fu Yichen, and kept one for himself.He took a sip and snatched Fu Yichen's cup back.

The water in the kettle is not white water, but another kind of tea that has been brewed, and different tea leaves are added to create a strange taste.

"It's too late, you won't be able to sleep well if you drink tea." Qi Wenyao didn't talk about the mistake he made just now, but made a fairly reasonable excuse.

Fu Yichen didn't want to drink either, "Oh."

"Are you free the day after tomorrow?" Qi Wenyao talked about the business, "I'll show you how your swordsmanship is going."

Fu Yichen said, "Tomorrow."

"No, I have to discuss it with my father."

"Discuss what?"

"Let you come as a guest." Qi Wenyao thought, "You guys just had a quarrel today, and Dad must still be angry. Give me a day, and I will coax him well so that you won't start arguing as soon as you show up."

Fu Yichen frowned, "Why don't you coax me?"

Qi Wenyao also frowned, "If you are angry, don't come."

Fu Yichen grabbed his hand suddenly, "Qi Wenyao!"

"Let go, or I..."

It was the tense atmosphere, and a call with a smile came from outside.

"Yao'er, are you still asleep?"

Qi Wenyao recognized Taifu Qi's voice, looked out, and saw a figure walking this way, "Hide!"

He pulled Fu Yichen to the cabinet, and when he opened the door, he found that there was not that much space inside.He looked at the screen, and found that his feet would be exposed underneath, and he couldn't hide people at all. There was no cover under the desk, and the bottom of the table was easy to be found. It seemed that there was only one place to hide.

"Lie down!" Qi Wenyao led him to the bed, and pulled the quilt to make another bunk.

Fu Yichen was at his mercy from beginning to end, without saying a word.

Qi Wenyao put down the bed curtain, then turned around and put one of the teacups back in its original place.He calmed down his breath, patted his cheek and smiled, and walked to meet Mrs. Qi who suddenly appeared.

"Father," he helped Taifu Qi to sit down, "Why didn't you sleep?"

"Can't sleep, let's take a walk in the yard." Mrs. Qi said, "Come and see when you light up the lamp."

"Oh." Qi Wenyao regretted that he was so fussy about lighting the lamp.

"Are you not used to sleeping?" Mrs. Qi glanced at the bed covered by the curtain, "Or is the quilt not warm enough? I'll ask the butler to..."

The bed curtain is made of semi-transparent veil, and the inside can be seen faintly.Fu Yichen was lying down, covered tightly with another big quilt, at first glance, there was no one there, so if you look a little longer, you may not be able to fool him.

"Enough." Qi Wenyao said quickly, "Father, are you thirsty, do you want some tea?"

Mrs. Qi heard the sound of tea being poured, and turned her head, "No, I can't fall asleep after drinking tea."

"That's right." Qi Wenyao laughed dryly, racking his brains to think of what else to say.

"Go to rest early." Mrs. Qi could see his uneasiness, thinking that he was annoying, "I should go back too."

"Well, I'll see you off." Qi Wenyao looked at Taifu Qi's face that looked like his father's, full of caution, and couldn't bear it.However, he still hoped that Mrs. Qi would go back as soon as possible, so as not to find that there was another Fu Yichen in the room, so he followed the words.

"No need." Mrs. Qi was considerate of him, "It's cold at night, you have to cover yourself with a quilt."

Qi Wenyao sent it to the door and watched Taifu Qi gradually walk away.

"Huh." Qi Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to lift the quilt, "Get up..."

He didn't continue, because Fu Yichen seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed.

Qi Wenyao sat down and poked Fu Yichen's face with his hand, "Hey, I'm going to sleep and go home to sleep."

Fu Yichen turned over and rolled back the quilt he had lifted.

"Fu Yichen!" Qi Wenyao pulled back and shouted in his ear rudely, "Get up!"

Fu Yichen finally opened his eyes, his pupils were bright with water.

"You..." Qi Wenyao almost thought he was crying, but after a closer look, he noticed the tiredness between Fu Yichen's brows and eyes, "Have you not slept all this time?"

"En." Fu Yichen responded with a low and hoarse voice.

Qi Wenyao felt that the low and hoarse nasal voice seemed to have grown feet, and it was specially drilled into the softest place in his heart.He sighed, pursed his lips and squeezed out a hesitant word.

"Go to sleep."

Qi Wenyao swore that if Fu Yichen said "sleep together" or stretched out his hand to pull him, he would immediately drive him out.

But Fu Yichen was really tired, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

"Tsk." Qi Wenyao stretched out his hand to cover Fu Yichen with a quilt, "I'll give you half an hour."

He hugged another quilt and went to Ruantao's side, lying there in a daze.After a while, he fell asleep, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and when he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed.

"Huh?" Qi Wenyao sat up and scanned the room.

It was dawn, and Fu Yichen was gone.

Qi Wenyao lowered his head to check himself—fortunately, he was wearing clothes.

"He's smart." He snorted and got up to wash up.

The second day when he stays up late, he is always full of energy, but the third day he will be listless.No one disturbed him, so he slept until noon, rushed to find Mrs. Qi after washing, and gave a belated greeting.

Grand Tutor Qi didn't mind, "Did you get tired yesterday? Come on, it's time to eat."

After a meal, Mrs. Qi wanted to go out, saying that she wanted to discuss things with a friend.Qi Wenyao could see Taifu Qi's embarrassment, so he wouldn't argue to go together, sent Taifu Qi to the door and then turned back to his small yard.

"It's good." Qi Wenyao moved a chair to the door of the room, enjoying tea and basking in the sun.

The weather is fine today, sunny and breezy.

Qi Wenyao fell back when he was tired from eating, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Suddenly, there was an unusually familiar voice in the wind—it was yesterday that Fu Yichen told him to listen to the sound of sharp swords piercing the air thousands of times!

Qi Wenyao opened his eyes and turned sideways to hide.

The blade pierced through the back of the chair, and the assassin lightly lifted it, causing the solid wooden chair to shatter like tofu.A miss, the assassin's eyes became even more fierce, his slender eyebrows were twisted together, and the light red mole at the corner of his eyes seemed to be stained with blood.

Qi Wenyao recognized the identity of the assassin at once.

"Qin Luoxiao?"

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!