Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 102 Passing by Twilight City
"My lord, are you going to Mucheng soon?" Clover Yao suddenly uttered a word while driving the car, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Yan Luo suddenly opened the curtain, smiled faintly at Muyao, and Tsinghua Chuchen smiled.

Clover Yao looked at his young master in surprise, didn't he always feel troubled when he visited Mucheng in the past?Why is it so uncharacteristic this time?He felt that it was necessary for him to remind him, "My lord, City Lord Mu must be waiting for you at the gate of the city." Of course, it is more euphemistic to say waiting, but it should actually be blocking, besieging.

"I know." Yan Luoxian raised his eyebrows and tossed out three words calmly.

But how do I see your expression that you don't know at all?Clover Yao looked at Yan Luo suspiciously and puzzled.Everyone in Mucheng knows that Mu Xuluan, the lord of Mucheng, loves his young master. Every time the young master passes by Mucheng, he will block him at the gate of the city to show his heart. Don't be discouraged, don't give up, have the determination not to chase the young master and not give up!

Feng Qingchi naturally listened to the words of the two, but just glanced at Yanluo indifferently, and continued to close his eyes and fall asleep.

Sure enough, they were stopped as soon as they entered the city.

"Young Master Yan, our city lord wants to see you." A soldier defending the city obviously knew Yanluo's carriage and Liu Yao who was driving it, and walked directly to the carriage and said respectfully.

Yan Luo tapped lightly on the table in front of her, "No see." He threw out two words bluntly.

The soldier was not surprised, but had an expected expression.

Not long after, a woman in dark green walked down the blue stone steps from the city wall.

The visitor was dressed in a dark green robe, with a slender and slender figure, a delicate and pretty face, black eyebrows slanted into the temples, sharp and haughty between the eyebrows and eyes, and a bit of arrogance between the glass-like pupils. With a somewhat wanton smile like that, he walked unhurriedly to the front of the carriage.

Through the bamboo curtain, Feng Qingchi naturally also saw the dark green figure, and then glanced at Yanluo, Qingyue's eyes were filled with deep playfulness.

"Yanluo, long time no see." Even the voice she spoke was the same as hers, open and bright, neither coquettish nor coquettish.

Yan Luo opened the bamboo curtain, looked at the flamboyant woman in front of her and replied, "Long time no see."

"It's really rare that you didn't avoid me like before." Mu Xuluan looked at Yan Luo in the carriage, his eyes were unclear, and he threw out a sentence like a joke or an exclamation.Ever since she stopped Yanluo in public to express her intentions, the other party was willing to skip Mucheng even if she took a detour for a few days. If she really had no way to go through Mucheng, she wished that the horse could grow eight legs.

She has been unable to figure it out, she, Mu Xuluan, is not bad in looks and ability, so why does that person avoid her like a snake?

Yan Luo raised her head and glanced at her indifferently, her expression was still laziness that could not be concealed, "After all, we have been friends for so many years, so I can't hide from you for the rest of my life!" Her voice was full of laziness.

Mu Xuluan rolled her big eyes at Yanluo, raised her brows and said, "Come on, don't make such a scene, my city lord won't accept your trick."

Feng Qingchi sat aside, Yanluo blocked Mu Xuluan's sight, so she didn't notice Feng Qingchi, but the other party saw her eyes.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and a hint of admiration flashed across those clear eyes very quickly. This woman has a very good temper, arrogant but not domineering, hearty but not arrogant.

"Then which way do you take it?" Yan Luo was used to Mu Xuluan talking like this, without any surprise in his eyes, and asked rather playfully.

Mu Xuluan just looked at Yanluo and snorted coldly, and said slowly: "You know, I like you, so I only like you and me."

"But I don't have this kind of skill here." Yan Luo turned her eyes slightly, and said in a slightly joking tone.

Seeing that there was still a constant smile in Yan Luo's eyes, Mu Xuluan snorted again, the expression on his face was not depressed, not disappointed, just a flash of disappointment flashed very quickly, but it was gone in a moment. Restored arrogance.

"What did you do to sneak away from Yanfeng this time?" Mentioning this matter, Mu Xuluan's sharp eyes were full of disgust.In her opinion, every time Yanluo leaves Yanfeng, she won't do anything good.

"Have you met Zi Yuehen and Lan Yu?" Yan Luo asked without answering.

Mu Xuluan nodded, "They passed by here three days ago." As if thinking of something, she raised her eyebrows, "Could it be that you went to the same place this time?"

Then with curiosity in her eyes, she leaned close to the window of the carriage and said gossipingly, with a hint of excitement and excitement in her words, "Then did you guys fight?" She wanted to see them fight, but she had been thinking about it for several years!
Yan Luo was about to speak, but Mu Xuluan let out a surprised "Hey", his eyes passed Yan Luo and landed on Feng Qingchi, who was dressed in black robes, he kept looking at him up and down, his eyes couldn't be concealed Surprised, after turning around Feng Qingchi's body, he finally landed on Yanluo's face, looked at him with a half-smile, and said half-sarcastically: "Why? Our Prime Minister Yan is willing to walk with others? "

After finishing speaking, he stroked his smooth chin with his hands, and the arrogant expression on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

Feng Qingchi also glanced at Mu Xuluan quietly, but didn't speak, but the exquisite face under the hood had a look of watching the show.

Clover Yao has been watching quietly from the side, feeling a little worried about his young master's abnormality this time.

Yan Luo turned a blind eye to the sarcasm in Mu Xuluan's eyes, her thin lips hooked slightly, showing a very bewildered arc, and her eyes fell on Feng Qingchi's body with somewhat unclear meaning.

Yan Luo's calculated expression made Feng Qingchi frowned slightly, with an indescribable bad feeling in his heart, and he was about to stop the other party from speaking, but it was still a step too late.

　Let's talk about your son's peach blossom!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)