Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 132 Who is it?
Feng Qingchi gave the other party a cool look, "Tell me, why did you come to me?" She didn't believe that the other party just came to her to chat and catch up.

"Here, I promised you before." He said and threw a black jade ring towards Feng Qingchi.

Feng Qingchi reached out to catch it, and played with it carefully.

"With this, you can get money in any bank in the imperial capital." Yan Luo sat on the chair and said slowly.

"How much do you want to take?" Feng Qingchi raised his eyebrows and asked with his head tilted.

Yan Luo smiled lightly, and slowly uttered five words, "Do you think it's possible?"

Throwing the ring back and forth in his hands, Feng Qingchi suddenly remembered the first time he saw Yanluo in Yiren, "By the way, did you buy the Yujue that day?"

"I can't get what I want." Said proudly and dignifiedly.

"Then how much money did you spend in the end?" She didn't forget that Yanluo had been there to lower the price at that time.

Yan Luo smiled proudly, "300 taels."

Feng Qingchi: "..." What was Lin Xiao's mood when he sold Yu Jue?
"How did you find this residence?" In the Imperial Capital, generally no one would choose to live in this remote place.

Feng Qingchi shrugged, "Ju Liu chose it." It has to be said that Ju Liu really knows her very well.

"Ju Liu?" Yan Luo seemed to be recalling something, "Is that the woman in red?"

Feng Qingchi was not surprised that he would know about Chu Liu, so he nodded.

Yan Luo sighed, "I thought you chose this place because you knew I lived here."

Feng Qingchi rolled his eyes and didn't speak.This guy is really getting better at pretending!

Yan Luo turned her eyes and looked out of the window under the thin moonlight. A large bamboo forest was looming in the night, and Feng Qingchi also looked out with distant eyes.

After being silent for a long time, Yan Luo suddenly smiled lowly, "Do you know where that bamboo forest used to be?" The words that came out of her mouth were already soaked in the night mist, deep and light.

Feng Qingchi froze for a moment, his eyes were as deep as ink.How could she not know?It used to be the Regent's House, where she lived for five years.

Yan Luo stood up casually, her beautiful eyes that looked like stars floating in the spring water were full of nostalgia, "It used to be the Prince Regent's Mansion, and I lived there for five years."

Turning his eyes a little, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the rice paper spread out on the table by the window, his eyes froze for a moment, staring at the handwriting for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and stared sharply at Feng Qingchi, "Who the hell are you?"

Feng Qingchi smiled lightly, "We've known each other for so long, but Zuo Xiang still doesn't know who I am?"

Yan Luo directly picked up the rice paper, walked in front of Feng Qingchi in two steps, looked at her with somewhat constricted eyes, "Don't pretend to be stupid, you know what I'm asking!" The hand holding the rice paper slightly trembled Trembling, it seems that the paper in my hand is about to fall to the ground accidentally.

He is very familiar with the handwriting on this paper.And these two words, he has thought thousands of times that if the owner of these two words encounters them, they should first fry the opponent before frying or steam and then boil!
Yiche, the person he hates the most.

I hate Ziyuehen and Lan Yu thousands of times more than I hate Ziyuehen and Lan Yu!
It was the first time I saw Yan Luofeng Qingzhi with such a big mood swing, his brows were slightly frowned, and he said slowly: "You know, I stayed with her for a while in Yuguo back then, and I People don't know anything else, but they are best at imitating others, here, this is her handwriting, don't I imitate it very similar?" At the end of the talk, she raised her eyebrows and smiled proudly at Yanluo.

Yan Luo was still looking at each other with burning eyes, put her hands on both sides of the chair, imprisoned Feng Qingchi on the chair, bent down, looked at her black pupils with motionless eyes, "then this What about the name? How do you explain it?"

"You said that!" Feng Qingchi smiled easily, "She used to mention this name the most, so I naturally remembered it!"

This result made Yan Luo a little distraught, she raised the corners of her lips and smiled self-deprecatingly, her beautiful eyes also darkened a bit, then evoked a cruel arc, and looked at Feng Qingchi without the slightest expression, "Yi Che must die by my hands."

Facing Shang Yanluo's eyes, Feng Qingchi shuddered inexplicably. She felt that Yanluo's words were not a joke at all, they were serious, and it was the most serious Yanluo she had seen so far.

This realization made her panic for some reason!
What happened between Yan Luo and Yi Che all these years?
Feng Qingchi was about to ask some more questions, but Yan Luo had already calmed down, as if the out-of-control he had never appeared before, he let go of his hand and sat down on the chair next to him, returning to his usual lazy and dignified appearance.

"Nah, Feng Qingchi, why did you suddenly appear?" Yan Luo seemed to be asking Feng Qingchi, and also seemed to be muttering to himself.

Feng Qingchi smiled inexplicably, "Yeah, why did I appear?" He was supposed to be dead, but he lived nine years later!
The two looked at each other, both smiled, and did not speak again.

There was silence in the room, and no one broke it first.

Each of them was thinking about their own thoughts, and the steaming tea in the cup also dissipated the water vapor, turning cold.

"It's late at night, you should go back!" Feng Qingchi said suddenly.

Yan Luo raised her lips and smiled, the world turned pale, and said in a narrow voice, "It's not like we didn't spend the night together!"

"If you let me stab you with an arrow, I don't mind taking care of you like last time!" Feng Qingchi said with a smile while looking at Yanluoyan.

"Sure enough, she is a cruel woman!" Yan Luo said quietly.

Feng Qingchi smiled slightly, with unspeakable danger in his eyes, "You have discovered this, do you think I should silence it?"

"Well, it's not so troublesome to silence, you can just pay me for hush money, after all, you can't beat me." Yan Luo answered the conversation very naturally.

Supporting his forehead with one hand, he casually knocked on the wooden table in front of him with the other, "Actually, my poison technique is pretty good, do you want to try Zuoxiang?"

Yan Luo waved his hand, "I don't have a hobby of testing people for poison."

"Next time, please don't open the window on the left!" Seeing Yan Luo who was already by the window, Feng Qingchi added lightly.

Yan Luo blinked ambiguously, "Is Qing Chi inviting me to come back next time?"

Feng Qingchi: "..." Who on earth taught the simple words in the past to become the rascal he is now?

Seeing Feng Qingzhi's helpless expression, Yanluo smiled brightly, even his eyes were slightly smiling, and then disappeared into the vast night.

After Yan Luo left, Feng Qing held back his expression and looked at the rice paper in silence for a long time.

(End of this chapter)