[Through the book] The host always wants to hate the system

Followed others to the study room, Li Yuan was probably busy with business, when Yan Qing entered the door, he didn't even look up, his writing was flowing, and he just said: "Sit down".

Yan Qing sat down honestly, he was still thinking about how to deal with Li Yuan's matter about Feng Xichen, when Li Yuan asked him casually: "How is getting along with Miss Feng's family?"

He unconsciously squeezed the pleats of his clothes, and looked up at this person again. Hearing what he said, it was clear that he wanted Feng Xichen to "teach" Yan Qing on purpose?

But what is the purpose?

Yan Qing's astonishment was only for a moment, Yongwang's original work was not written much, but what is certain is that he is an unpredictable person, and the day when he started the incident is not far away, so he will not waste time for nothing.

He tentatively opened his mouth in a low voice: "Why did the prince arrange it like this?"

Yan Qing didn't intend to ask for an answer, but Li Yuan seriously thought about it for a while, and then said: "I want you to know not only this Miss Feng's family, but also the forces behind Miss Feng's family. Remember this There is nothing in the world more unforgettable than sharing weal and woe.”

"So the assassination of Prince Yi was the result of the prince intending for me to get acquainted with Miss Feng?"

Li Yuan didn't say a word, the writing action didn't even stop for a moment, Yan Qing's heart was already full of ups and downs, he just felt like he was going to die...

Shouldn't the supporting characters in this novel be brainless cannon fodder to make the protagonist violent?

Probably the silence just now was just to slap him in the face, Li Yuan put down his pen and said: "No."

Ok?

"I only let people kill people with swords, I never thought of being a matchmaker."

That is not bad……

Yan Qing almost covered his face, because he over-interpreted.

Li Yuan accepted the official document in front of him, and then raised his eyes. At this moment, Yan Qing realized that this person was actually serious, and his brows and eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

He raised his hand to signal Yan Qing to come closer to him, Yan Qing remembered that the person in the book had a headache, so he stepped forward to rub his temples on his own initiative, Li Yuan didn't stop him, and Yan Qing also remained silent.

Yan Qing thought to herself that it was a good thing that she had practiced massage skills for the Taishang Emperor at home often during her lifetime.

Li Yuan was probably in a good mood and asked him: "I know you have a lot of questions, if you ask at this time, I will answer."

What does he want to ask?

He knows what he wants to ask, but he can't ask others. If you don't say it, it will save this person's face. Let's say it... After thinking about it, Yan Qing didn't think of one, two, three, so he simply started talking nonsense: "My lord, does he know about Qin Zhou's problems?" Where is the best dim sum in the province?"

Li Yuan frowned, but smiled: "You want to go out?"

Yan Qing's hands were neither light nor heavy: "I just want to know where the dim sum is the best."

"Your mother used to like Fuji tea, do you want to go?"

"Can I go?"

"can."

After saying this, Yan Qing stopped her hands, and when Li Yuan opened his eyes, there was a trace of tiredness on his face: "If possible, I really hope you are my child."

But he is not.

Not only is he not a child of Li Yuan, but he is also the posthumous son of the former empress, a person who will implicate more than a hundred people in the palace if his identity is exposed.

It is hard for Yan Qing to believe that such an identity is treated kindly only for the sake of old love.

He was never such a naive person.

Li Yuan knew that he didn't believe it, so he didn't say any more, just waved him to go down.

After returning to the lotus courtyard, Yuezhi stood guard outside the courtyard. When he saw Yan Qing, he just glanced at the people behind him and bowed politely.

Yan Qing asked Hua Hong to go down first, and when she walked away, Yue Zhi immediately took out the wound medicine that Feng Xichen had pushed off the table. He lightened his sleeves and said, "My lord, let's go."