Bold, how dare you break Ben Hou

He said that he was giving away the scriptures, but in fact he just held the few volumes in his hand, and then threw them down at will, and whoever snatched them would get them.

Qing Zhichi smiled, "Isn't this just throwing a hydrangea?"

After hearing this, Gu Lingyin also burst out laughing. The two looked at each other, and the picture appeared in front of them. Finally, the laughing person couldn't help but turn his back on his back.

Unexpectedly, this smile made a fool of himself.

Someone in the crowd suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Isn't this the Marquis of Xinyang from Baili's family?"

Qing Zhi'an couldn't help but was about to ask the people around him what to do.But seeing a white dress drifting past, Rong Ruo had already taken Gu Lingyin with him.Cursing a word in his heart, Qingzhi hastily pulled out his fan to cover his face, turned around and ran away.

Fortunately, he had been to Tianlong Temple a hundred and eighty times this time, and he was already familiar with the road, so he was relieved to hide in the backyard.

He didn't forget the incident when everyone was making trouble in the Hou's Mansion. He wiped his sweat with his sleeves and slapped his thighs. Not good... He missed Fang Lansheng when he was running away.

I don't know if his calf can escape among the hungry wolves.

Qingzhi cheered up, and put on a heroic look, Fang Lansheng was his man after all, and he couldn't just leave him behind.Just as he was about to step away, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him: "Amitabha, there is chaos in front of the main hall at this moment, it is better for Hou Ye not to go out."

Qingzhi's feet softened, and he immediately turned around, with the paper fan on his chest as a defensive gesture, but he met his dark eyes, on top of those eyes, between his brows, a little cinnabar was extremely bright.

"Master Hou, please come with the monk." Bian Zhen put his hands together and said in a low voice.

Qingzhi was still in a daze. He had seen the male pets that the young master had raised in the mansion before, and he had also read about the past that the young master and the son of Liu Guozhang's family planned to rob him. With Fu Yanxin's vision, if it weren't for the emperor, the little uncle, who is so beautiful, he wouldn't have fallen in love with him.

But Qingzhi didn't expect him to be so good-looking.

The facial features carved like knives, pink face and thin lips, delicate but not feminine, wearing the most common gauze clothes of monks, but on him, it looks so different.A head of black hair has fallen to the ground, and a little red between the brows highlights the independence of Renzheng.

No wonder the young duke wanted to cut off his sleeve——!

"Young master of Lord Hou's mansion has been taken to the back door by senior brother, the princess and others have also left the temple smoothly." Bianzhen spoke again, and Qingzhi just realized it, laughed dryly, followed Bianzhen and walked forward, all the way speechless.

Strange to say, this half of Tianlong Temple can be considered to have passed Qingzhi's hands, but at this time Bianzhen led him around, and the surroundings were full of appearances he had never seen before.

After walking for about half an hour, Qing's back was soaked with sweat, and only then did he vaguely hear someone's voice ahead.Bianzhen paused, turned around and said, "The front door is the back door."

Qingzhi nodded, always feeling that he should say something at this time, he opened his mouth for a long time, but he was speechless.

"Then I will send Lord Hou here." Bian Zhen clapped his hands together, turned around and was about to leave——

Later, Qingzhi recalled his actions that day, and concluded a truth-although he is not good at Longyang, but the young master has a good shell; although he is not interested in men, especially the bald monk in front of him, but Young Master Hou is different.

So all of this is the young master's fault!

When Fang Lansheng came to rescue the soldiers, what everyone saw was Qing Zhizheng stretching out his sinful hand and pulling off the gauze robe that Bienzhen was wearing.

In fact, Qingzhi thought that his face should be very righteous at that time, he just wanted to stop Jianzhen, and then say "thank you" to him!However, Liufu doesn't think so, Fang Lansheng doesn't think so, Gu Lingyin doesn't think so, the emperor's cousin doesn't think so... Of course, Liu Guozhang definitely doesn't think so!

The rabbit is impatient and bites!What's more, the father-in-law (old) who has rolled in the mound?

Qingzhi rubbed his left eye, after all, he is a person who has practiced family, even if he is six or seventy years old, he is lucky that his eyes are not blind after this punch.

He sighed in front of the bronze mirror——before he understood why even the emperor appeared, he saw Gu Jixiu shaking his head, not stopping his grandfather from roaring while pinching Qingzhi's collar, and left.

Seeing Gu Lingyin making a "come on" gesture beside him, he left.

Finally, turning his head with difficulty, he saw Fang Lansheng who was also dressed in white, smiling lightly at Qing Zhi, and left.

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If you are not popular, you can't blame the society!

After hesitating outside the gate for a long time, he snorted. Anyway, it is not a secret that the young master has been playing Longyang with others. .Besides, is there still a lot of clothes that the little marquis has picked up?

Qing Zhi swaggered in with the fried dough sticks in his hand.

The people in the Hou's Mansion are all outstanding, and Qingzhi is also familiar with their "I don't see anything" skill. When seeing them, they know how to avoid the left eye and only look at his right eye, which makes him feel much more comfortable. .

But when he walked to the dining room, he was still a little embarrassed to see Fang Lansheng sitting there.

Qing Zhi laughed dryly: "Lan Sheng was really early."

Fang Lansheng didn't reply, but just pushed the bowl of porridge in front of him.

"The deep-fried fried dough sticks fried by Lao Zhang at this street corner are a must. You won't be able to buy them if you go there late. Would you like to try them?"

Fang Lansheng picked up Kuaiqi and picked one up, "It's quite crisp." With a bang, the fritters were bitten in half.