I was a group favorite in ancient times

But when Ye Qingxi who ran to the main hall saw the people in the hall, he stopped instantly.

Who is the familiar man who is sitting on the chair if he is not King Rongjun?Beside him, was sitting the princess of the county in full dress.

Ye Qingxi managed to calm down her breathing, and then asked a little out of breath, "Why did you two come here despite the heavy rain?"

Rongjun Wang looked at Ye Qingxi in surprise, put down the teacup in his hand and said: "I heard that the tea here tastes very good, so I just wanted to drink your tea. If it is really delicious, then I have the audacity to ask for it Come some."

Ye Qingxi: ...

Ye Qingxi only felt that his mood was lost all of a sudden, he waved his hand, walked slowly to the main seat and sat down: "It's just some tea, if you want to ask the servants to pick it up."

"Come here uninvited. If the next person conveys the wrong method of brewing your tea, wouldn't it not be as delicious as it used to be?" Rongjun Wang said, reaching out to pick up the teacup, and took another sip.

"This taste is really good."

Being praised like this, Ye Qingxi couldn't help but feel a little bit happy: "It's just that the servants made it after thinking about it, and I just enjoyed the result. But how do you know that the tea here is delicious?"

His tea was just made yesterday, and he was a little tired of drinking those cheese and fruit teas these days. If he wanted to drink some light and greasy drinks, he thought about making some tea.

Therefore, people carefully searched for the buds of several kinds of plants suspected to be tea trees, and after frying, these teas were made.

After drinking several kinds of tea, Ye Qingxi picked out the best tea, the taste is only slightly bitter, and the rest is full of aftertaste sweetness, and it tastes different from all the teas Ye Qingxi drank before. This unique taste makes him even more fond of it.

Ye Qingxi didn't know, but this was a precious spiritual herb that was specially bred. In order to make Ye Qingxi happy, Zhao Yunjun directly asked the demon to pick the young shoots of this elixir, and then improved and fried it according to the method Ye Qingxi said.

Sure enough, the tea tasted very delicious.

Ye Qingxi even sent some to Zhao Yunjun, after all, it was the raw materials provided by Zhao Yunjun.

That is, since Zhao Yunjun came out of the Imperial Medical Office yesterday, he has never entered the gate of Gusui County Hou's Mansion.

While drinking the tea, King Rongjun lamented Ye Qingxi's extravagance in his heart, and he really said: "I met Erlang on the road, and he told me about it."

Ye Qingxi's eyes narrowed, and he asked: "It's raining heavily outside, why is Jun Yun still on the road, didn't he go to hide from the rain? What did he go out for?"

King Rong said casually: "Looking in that direction, you should be going to Pingkangfang."

Ye Qingxi:! ! !

He is no longer the innocent young man who first entered Dazhao, and he also knows where Pingkangfang is, that is the ancient red and light district!

Zhao Yunjun has nothing to do, what is he doing in Pingkangfang?

The concubine of the county who was drinking tea at the side almost choked on the tea, quickly covered it with a handkerchief, and looked helplessly at her husband.

"It's raining outside, so he's going to Pingkangfang?" Ye Qingxi said in a cold voice.

I'm afraid it's not taking advantage of the heavy rain to go to some warm and fragrant nephrite to stay overnight?

At this time, King Rong finally realized that something was wrong with Ye Qingxi, coughed lightly, and defended Zhao Yunjun: "It may also be to Chongrenfang, after all, the direction is the same."

But Ye Qingxi didn't believe King Rong's words anymore. After all, King Rong and Zhao Yunjun were also good friends, so it was normal to explain to him.

King Rong: ...? ?

Why didn't the little humans believe his words?But the little human believed what he said before, will Erlang beat him to death when he comes back?He shouldn't have said that stupidly!

The concubine of the county on the side was indeed gloating, and she didn't mean to worry about her husband at all.

Zhao Yunjun didn't know what happened here at all. At this time, he had already rode his horse to Chongrenfang, and found the person he was looking for.

The rain outside the guest house was still pattering, but the two inside the house didn't care at all.

It's just that Zhao Yunjun sneezed suddenly for some reason.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite him raised his brows: "Your Highness, are you suffering from the wind and cold? You just rode a horse in the heavy rain. Your Highness, your physique is too weak."

Seeing the joke on the face of the man opposite, Zhao Yunjun said lightly: "If you still want to go to the border, then continue talking."

The middle-aged man immediately restrained his expression, and said respectfully: "Your Highness is just a little uncomfortable in the nose, it's because of the servant's unscrupulous words, please don't blame His Highness."

Zhao Yunjun glanced at the man lightly and said: "I came to you this time to make you look like me while you stay in Rong'an waiting for the selection of officials, so as to fool my father and the others."

The man's eyes widened in an instant, and he looked at Zhao Yunjun in disbelief: "Your Highness, this can't be done. My demon power is low, and I really can't take on such a heavy responsibility."

"As the painted skin demon who is best at changing, how could you be seen through?"

The man froze all over, and the whole demon fell limply to the ground, turning into something like a puddle of water, and wanted to slip through the crack of the door in an instant.

But Zhao Yunjun finally found this painted skin monster, how could he let him leave like this?

Zhao Yunjun stretched out his hand directly to release the monster power, and the puddle of water was directly photographed in front of him.

Looking at this colorful and disgusting thing, Zhao Yunjun frowned, put it directly into the flagon in front of him, and then closed the lid tightly.

"Since you dared to enter Rongan disguised as Dazhao officials, why are you scared now?" Zhao Yunjun said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the flagon vibrated slightly, as if trembling, and a thin and strange voice came out of the small mouth of the flagon: "Prince, His Royal Highness, I did not kill that official, I just let him stay with my fox demon sister for the time being, he is the one who wants to leave and doesn't want to come back!"

"Oh? It's not that the monster was taken in by your fox demon sister. Otherwise, why would you give up this opportunity to be promoted in Rong'an?"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows.

Zhao Yunjun frowned at the piercing voice, and said sharply, "Speak well!"

The crying monster immediately choked, and after sucking for a long time, he adjusted his voice and became softer: "Woooooo, nothing happened to the official, it's just that he lost some monster power. Give him the elixir to compensate for his loss. Can His Royal Highness let me go?"

Zhao Yunjun snorted coldly: "It's a beautiful idea. If you want me to let you go, then pretend to be me after I leave."

"His Royal Highness, although my painted skin monster is rare and can dress up in various shapes, your father is a real dragon emperor. His eyesight is very good, can't he see my little tricks?"

"If you want to sneak out, it's a big deal to leave an avatar for yourself. This way the breath will be fine, and it won't be easy for you to recognize it." The Painted Skin Demon racked his brains to think.