When Wang Ye picked up the future brain master

Guan Hao ran all the way to the small flower hall at the entrance of Zhengxin Hall, got his breath back, straightened his clothes again, and then walked towards Zhengxin Hall.

"Father, mother..." Guan Hao started yelling as soon as he entered the door, and after seeing what was going on in the room, he was momentarily stunned.

The three people in the room looked at him together, Mu Ai was standing behind his mother, holding the green sparrow hairpin that his mother usually wears, and was putting it on for his mother.

And his father, the smile on his face has not disappeared yet.

He thought his mother would make things difficult for her by taking Mu Ai away, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

Seeing him, Mu Ai paused for a moment, and put the hairpin in his hand on the old lady: "Madam's hair will be more comfortable in this way, but I only learned my skills from my mother, old lady forgive me." .”

"You child, you are still modest." The old lady smiled and patted Mu Ai's little hand.

Only then did Guan Hao notice that his mother's hairstyle seemed a little different.

He chuckled twice, walked up to the two of them, and saluted his parents: "My son pays his respects to his parents."

Mu Ai stepped back to avoid the ceremony.

"At this time, what are you asking for?" The old prime minister glanced at him angrily, and took a sip of tea from his teacup.

Guan Hao approached the old prime minister with a smile on his face: "Father, is the tea good?"

"taste not good."

"This is the Qing Taki that the emperor rewarded me today." Guan Hao said.

The old prime minister coughed: "Did you trick me?" The emperor rewarded him, can he say it's bad?

Guan Hao walked to the old lady's side again, resting his chin on the old lady's lap: "Mother, do you like this girl?" He winked at Mu Ai as he spoke.

Mu Ai smiled and poured him a glass of water as well.

"I like it, I like it." The old lady happily patted Mu Ai's hand.

Guan Hao approached the old lady mysteriously and said something in her ear. The old lady was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a very surprised expression: "Okay, okay!"

Mu Ai was a little curious about what he said, but after all, his parents were present, so she couldn't ask, so she whispered: "Madam, I want to go and see my brother."

"Go, go!" The old lady was in a good mood.

Guan Hao also stood up: "I'll go with you." He said to the two elders again, "Father, mother, son goes down first."

"I'll go too." The old prime minister suddenly said, "I heard that you brought two people back, and they caused trouble at the emperor's place today. Why are you so unsteady at all for such a big man?"

Guan Hao gritted his teeth in his heart. That fox Li Mingyu didn't show anything on the surface, but he was quite good at suing.

But on the face, he had to answer: "Yes." Regardless of what his father said, he had to admit it, and if he dared to refute, he would be taught a lesson!

He has suffered too much from this kind of loss, and he must not give himself up in front of Mu Ai.

Mu Ai followed behind them and walked to Ye Qianqiu's guest room together.

Is Brother Ye alright?

It's getting dark.

Ye Qianqiu slept soundly, and there was no dream like the previous few days. Mu Yao moved a stool, sat by the bed and watched him quietly.

Ye Qianqiu's face was a little pale, but it was much better than before, at least her lips were pale pink.

His face is small, and he seems to have lost some weight in the past few days, although he has never gained much weight.

I don't know how he spent so many years alone in the bamboo forest.How would that feel?

A person, a wheelchair, a hut, and a bamboo forest.

Quiet, but lonely.

Would he have been waiting at the entrance of the bamboo forest, waiting for someone to pass by so that he could have a word with him?

What would he think in the dead of night?

Mu Yao has never experienced it. If anything, he was separated from the main force in a chaotic battle. It was raining heavily that day, so he had to find a cave to hide in.

In the sound of rain, everything was far away, he didn't think about anything, he just let himself go, his heart was abnormally calm for no reason, even though he might be discovered by the enemy in the next moment.

Will Ye Qianqiu do the same?

Mu Yao pitifully put a strand of hair that was hanging down and covering the corners of his eyebrows back behind his ears, and gently traced the contours of his face with his fingers, from the corners of his clear eyes to the corners of his tightly pursed mouth.

Mu Yao straightened up slightly, and almost piously kissed the corner of his lips softly like a feather.

Guan Hao pushed the door open.

Looking at Mu Yao who turned his head with a gloomy expression, Guan Hao wanted to turn around and run away.

God knows, he was just trying to prevent his father from seeing what he shouldn't see. He didn't expect that he would be silenced by Mu Yao because of this!

Mu Yao saw that there was someone behind Guan Hao, and couldn't help but froze for a moment.

This is a kind but majestic old man, his hair is not yet gray, giving people a feeling that the sword is not old, and he can fight three hundred by himself.

"Father, this is a good friend I made on the road, Mu Yao. Mu Yao, this is my father, Prime Minister Beichen." Guan Hao stood aside, let his father out, and gave a simple self-introduction for both parties.

Mu Yao bowed politely and said, "The grassroots refer to the old prime minister."

The old prime minister nodded, walked to Ye Qianqiu's side, and when he saw his face, he froze in place.

Seeing his father staring at Ye Qianqiu, and then at Mu Yao and Mu Ai, Guan Hao stepped forward and asked, "Father, what's wrong?"

The old prime minister seemed to be contemplating, but when he heard his voice, he seemed startled, turned around and slapped Guan Hao on the head: "What's your name, didn't my father teach you not to be surprised? !"

Mu Ai couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, Mu Yao glanced at her, and then she adjusted her facial expression.

Guan Hao's bewildered face is inexplicably cute.

Guan Hao naturally also heard Mu Ai's laughter, and immediately got a little sluggish.

No matter who you are, you won't feel ashamed when your sweetheart sees you being taught by your elders.

Hey.

"Let me ask you, how did you meet them?" the old prime minister whispered.

Guan Hao felt a little strange, why did his father ask this?

He glanced at Mu Yao, and the old prime minister obviously realized that this was not a good place to ask questions, so he stopped talking.

The old prime minister looked at Ye Qianqiu again, turned around and left without saying anything.

Guan Hao breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Mu Ai, "Shall I take you back to rest?"

Mu Yao glared at him upon hearing this.

Guan Hao paused, then changed his words: "I'll ask Chunmei to take you back to your room to rest."

Mu Ai nodded, glanced at his brother, followed Guan Hao out, and closed the door behind him.

Mu Yao thought of the way the old prime minister looked at Ye Qianqiu just now, as if he knew something.

However, since Ye Qianqiu said that he would tell him everything at the right time, he should trust him unconditionally.

He returned to Ye Qianqiu's side again, touched his hand, it was a little cold, after thinking for a while, he lay down beside Ye Qianqiu with his clothes on, lifted a bit of the quilt to wrap himself in it, stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms She wrapped her arms around his thin waist, buried her head on his neck, took a deep breath, hugged him and closed her eyes.

"Tell me how you met them," the old prime minister said to Guan Hao who was sitting on the top seat, "don't miss anything."

Guan Hao was a little puzzled, but he still briefly told everything from saving Mu Ai from the street, the more he said, the more silent the old prime minister became.

After finishing speaking, he was also a little bit heartbroken, and he didn't know what was wrong with his father, so he went to inquire about it.

"The willow city you are talking about is the city closest to Monan where the cold smoke and green water are a little red, and the wind turns green to find the willow city?" The old prime minister was silent for a long time, and asked out of the mouth.

Guan Hao said: "Yes."

The cold smoke and green water are a little red, and the wind turns green to look for willows. These two lines of poems were written by the former emperor Shengwu when he was on his way to Monan when he passed by Yangliu City.

Originally, Yangliu City was not called Yangliu City, but Hanshui City. It was originally occupied by Monan, and it was also the first city recovered by Emperor Sheng Wu in the battle, so the name was changed according to these two poems.

The old prime minister stood up excitedly, unconsciously rubbing the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

Guan Hao knew that every time his father encountered something happy, he would rub his fingers back and forth like this.

What's going on here?

"You, you go back and rest, ah, and, is it Wang Fu who is bullying your friend?" The old prime minister asked a little out of composure.

Guan Hao was stunned: "Yes."

"Look at him carefully, when the time comes..." the old prime minister said as he went back to his room.

Guan Hao was left alone wondering where he was.

Did his father drink too much?

Didn't you drink?

Ye Qianqiu woke up with leg pain.

The pain was dense and raw, as if the bones were split open by a big knife one by one, and then pierced with sharp needles.

It hurts, it hurts!

And it seems to be tied up.

Haven't they escaped yet?

Am I holding them back?

Ye Qianqiu, you are really useless, you can't do anything, you will only add to the chaos.

He struggled to open his eyes, rolled them slowly, and found that he was in a clean room.

He moved.

Ah, I can't move.

Ye Qianqiu turned her head to look at Mu Yao who was hugging her tightly, and held her breath.

Mu Yao fell asleep.

It was Mu Yao who coaxed him to sleep almost every time, and it was Mu Yao who came to wake him up every morning, so he hadn't seen Mu Yao sleeping for a long time.

Mu Yao slept lightly, and when Ye Qianqiu moved, he woke up.

The two people's eyes met, and their eyes immediately stuck together.

Ye Qianqiu looked at his own shadow in Mu Yao's eyes, and for some reason, a warm current passed through his heart, leaving only satisfaction and full love.

Seeing that he was awake, Mu Yao remembered to take a good look at him, but as soon as he moved the quilt, the cold air came in, and he felt Ye Qianqiu tremble, so he had no choice but to move still, and wrapped the quilt tightly again.

"Aren't you asleep?" Ye Qianqiu whispered.

Mu Yao didn't know why he used such a small voice to talk to him. Anyway, when he came back to his senses, he also replied in this voice: "Yes. Does your leg still hurt?"

Ye Qianqiu felt it for a while: "It doesn't hurt anymore." He couldn't move either.

Mu Yao rubbed his nose with his nose, causing Ye Qianqiu to giggle twice: "Silly."

"I'm hungry." Ye Qianqiu said innocently.

"……What to eat?"

"I want to eat meat."

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Double update today, let's see if we can explode a few little angels!