Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 180
The person who came was dressed in snow-blue clothes, holding an umbrella in a white and slender hand with well-proportioned joints. Because the ground was a little tight, the joints were slightly white. He lowered his head and looked at the distressed and sad woman with complicated eyes. His beautiful eyes were slightly lowered. , to cover up the darkness inside!
When the carriage passed by just now, I happened to see her figure walking alone in the rain, so I followed.

He didn't know exactly what happened, but he vaguely guessed it from her current expression and words.

Except for that person, who could make her like this.

She should have met Yi Che!

Feng Qingchi looked up at the person who came, and smiled with a blurred look in his eyes, "Yanluo, what a coincidence!"

"Don't laugh like that, it's ugly." Yan Luo looked at her quietly with downcast eyes, and spoke in a calm tone.

And, he doesn't like it.In his eyes, she should always be that kind of laziness with a bit of evil charm, calm with a bit of dignity, when she smiles lightly and lightly, her eyes are clear, and when she is angry, she has a bit of evil and charm. It shouldn't be like this...helpless look!

The curvature of Feng Qingzhi's lips became more obvious, and he said to Yanluo, "I thought it looked pretty."

Yan Luo twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a disgusted tone, "That's just your self-righteousness, it's really ugly!" The expression in his eyes was extremely gentle, like a river of spring water under the warm sun, with the smell of melting ice and snow. warmth.

Feng Qingchi stretched out his hand and tugged at Yanluo's clothes, and said in a low voice, "You brat, how dare you despise me!"

The faint weeping sound made Yan Luo's heart tremble a few times. I have known her for so long, but I have never seen her cry.

Yiche, how dare you?How dare you make her cry!I should have killed you sooner!
Yan Luo squatted down in front of Feng Qingchi, holding an umbrella in his left hand, resting his elbow on his slightly raised left knee, pressing his right knee down a little, and the hem of his clothes hanging on the ground was completely wet by the muddy water on the ground.

Reach out and gently and carefully wipe the water stains on Feng Qingzhi's face, and wipe away the tears mixed in the rain together.

Then he hooked his lips, smiled lightly, and flung out eight words lightly from his thin and beautiful lips, one word at a time, "You are all right, I dare not give up!" The words were very gentle, but the tone was very heavy.

Feng Qingzhi's heart shook slightly, but he didn't speak.

Yan Luo was not in a hurry, she took off her clean robe and gently draped it on the other's thin shoulders, then hugged her without any scruples about her water-stained body, looked at her softly with her eyes, and whispered in her ear Slowly said, "I'll take you home!"

The soft voice like a clear pool is also somewhat magnetic, even imbued with soothing tenderness, just like his eyebrows and eyes at this time.

Feng Qingchi didn't speak, but just nodded.

When Yu Qingchen found this place, he could only look at the back of Yan Luo holding Feng Qing and striding away.

The cold brows and eyes were slightly wrinkled, the lip line was slightly drawn and he did not speak.

If I knew this would happen, I shouldn't have persuaded her to see Yi Che!
Although she didn't know how Feng Qingchi got involved with Yiche, she knew that it was impossible between them, so she hoped that Feng Qingchi would understand this matter earlier, and then let her go and explain it clearly.

When she saw Feng Qingchi leaving Yueshangju directly in the rain, she had a bad feeling in her heart, so she immediately chased him out, but it was a step too late, watching Yanluo leave with Feng Qingchi in his arms.

Sighing, she glanced at the backs of the two leaving again, she should not disturb them at this time!
Then also turned and left.

At a corner not far away, stood a slender figure in a black cloak, holding an azure oil umbrella in his hand, only revealing a smooth, white and graceful chin.

Looking at the back of Yan Luo leaving with Feng Qingchi in his arms, the man sighed softly, his flowing black hair was lifted by the breeze, stained with water droplets, and the tall and tall figure finally disappeared behind the rain curtain middle.

Cang Qiong Mountain at this time.

Young Master Lianyue is still dressed in moon-white brocade clothes, sitting quietly on the dark wheelchair in an elegant and incomparable posture, his left eye is still covered by a pale white pear blossom, and the red phoenix eye on the right is narrow, long and deep. , thin as ice, without a trace of emotion.

The hem of the clothes is embroidered with intricate and simple bamboo patterns with fine navy blue threads, hanging down the wheelchair on the ground, bamboo leaves fluttering in the bamboo forest, falling on the hem of the clothes and mixing with the embroidered bamboo patterns, it is hard to distinguish, only I feel so beautiful.

The red-bellied king circled twice above the bamboo grove, and finally landed on Young Master Lianyue lightly, even his eyes were silently restrained a lot.

Stretching out a hand with white knuckles, he took the note wrapped around the foot of the Scarlet Belly King, and slowly spread it out.

Aunt Lian is seriously ill, she is worried about you, hope to return soon! ——Time twilight.

The thin, cool and bloodless lips are slightly raised. Compared with the lack of curvature just now, they look more dull and cold at this time. If you look carefully, you can even find the irony in the right eye that is better than nothing.

Although the emotion of ridicule and sarcasm is only a little bit, it is very insignificant, but it is particularly shocking for this young master Lianyue who has never been emotional.

The jade finger holding the note slowly loosened, and a gust of wind blew the note out of his hand, eventually drifting farther and farther until it faded out of sight.

Lan Ze walked over from a distance with a snow-colored cloak, and saw a look of surprise in the eyes of the red-bellied king who was parked on the back of the wheelchair, "My lord, has there been news from the Thirteenth Young Master?"

While speaking, put the cloak on Young Master Lianyue's body, and brushed the hem so that the cloak covered his legs.

Master Lianyue nodded slightly.

"Is it related to Mrs. Sulian?" Lan Ze asked speculatively.If the thirteenth young master came to Cang Qiong Mountain in person, he would definitely not talk about any people or things related to the Shi family, but simply came to see the young master and talk to him, although the young master never spoke.But if it is a letter, the matter discussed must be Mrs. Su Lian.

Young Master Lianyue's eyes dimmed a little, his pale face, which was as beautiful as the moonlight, still showed no emotional changes, as cool as the cool moon on a summer night.

Lan Ze sighed softly, "My lord, are you really not going to see Mrs. Su Lian again?"

Young Master Lianyue looked away, looking indifferently at the distant horizon of Tianshui.

Is...is that necessary?

Lan Ze has been with Young Master Lianyue for many years, so he naturally understood what he meant, raised his eyes to look at him complicatedly, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

In the past, although the son was cold and indifferent, he was no different from now, but every time he talked about Mrs. Su Lian, it was still a bit different. Last time, Mrs. Su Lian was seriously ill, and the son and he sneaked into the Jilian Pavilion quietly.

He guarded outside, the young master went in to treat Mrs. Su Lian, I don't know what happened inside, when the young master came out, his complexion was pale and bloodless, even his eyes were dead silent!
From then on, there was no one or anything that could touch the young master's emotions!

The pattering rain finally stopped. After the rain, the majestic green mountains became darker and darker, and a curved rainbow appeared in the sky. Even the air carried the fresh smell of soil mixed with green grass.

Looking down at the person who was already asleep in her arms, Yan Luo's eyes were helpless and doting, instead of going to Xingyun Zhishui, she directly carried Feng Qingchi back to Yan's mansion.

Although the servants of the Yan Mansion already knew that their young master liked a good-looking man, not many people had seen Feng Qingchi. At this time, Qing Tian Bairi saw Yan Luo coming in with Feng Qingchi in his arms, so they couldn't help but stop He stared at the figures of the two in a daze, with a deep curiosity in his eyes.

"Order the kitchen to make a bowl of ginger soup and bring it to my room!" Yan Luoqing ordered coolly, and then left without looking back.

Knowing that Yan Luo's back disappeared around the corner, the maidservants came back to their senses, "It's a pity, I didn't see that boy's face!" A maid sighed faintly.

The young master protected the young man so well that she didn't even see it.

Another maid who was carrying flowers patted her on the shoulder, "Don't worry, there will be another chance in the future."

"What! I heard that City Lord Mu is coming back soon. She and the young master are childhood sweethearts, and she is...a woman." The young master may like that young man now, but if he really gets married, it is impossible to be with that young man too!
……

"What are you talking about?" A clear and pleasant voice sounded slowly.

Zi Yueran, who was dressed in a light pink brocade dress, appeared in front of them. Since Zi Yueran can be called the most beautiful woman in the world, her appearance is naturally outstanding. No matter where she is, she is a beautiful woman. landscape.

The woman's long black hair was neatly tied up, and a golden step was inserted obliquely in the bun, and two long and slender curls hung from the temples, all of which were tied with crystal headbands. The hair is wrapped from top to ends, leaving the two slightly larger silver bells at the end of the headband hanging below.

The two eyebrows are like the slender moon in the sky at the beginning of the month. They are green without drawing, and black without drawing. Under the delicate and upright nose are shallow and just right lips. She looks at the maid who has not left in the courtyard with indifferent eyes. It can't be ignored, the princess's majesty is fully displayed.

"Meet the princess!" Seeing Zi Yueran who suddenly appeared, the people in the courtyard were a little surprised, but they quickly calmed down and knelt on the ground to salute.

"Tell me again what you guys discussed just now?" Zi Yueran didn't let them get up, she turned her eyes on them, and spoke slowly.

"..." There was silence, no one spoke.

Yan Fu's discipline on the subordinates is not very restrictive, except for a few places and the courtyard where the young master lives, there are basically no special rules to follow, but for any news in the mansion, or with No one dared to publicize matters related to the young master.

The last time someone accidentally said that the young man stayed in the son's room for one night, and he has never seen that man in the mansion since then!

So Zi Yueran asked at this time, but none of them dared to answer.

"Why? Is this princess asking you something?!" Zi Yueran is always a high-ranking princess, no matter how easy-talking she is on weekdays. Seeing that no one answered her words, she narrowed her eyes slightly. Nine points also have three points.

But it is these three points that still make those servants feel great dignity.

"See Princess Yueran!" With a frivolous voice, Jun Ming held his sword in both hands, and bowed to Zi Yueran.

For Zi Yueran, he has always been called Princess Yueran, and the title of princess will never appear again in this life.Thinking of this, Jun Mingying's peach blossom eyes dimmed slightly.

"Get up!" Zi Yue could put on airs of a princess to other servants, but this person in front of her could not.

Jun Ming is that person's personal bodyguard, and the two grew up together as half-royal people. If Jun Ming didn't want to, the imperial brothers would have planned to make him king. He has a joking and unserious appearance, but no one knows his depth except the right minister.

Jun Ming curled his lips into a slight smile, and asked softly, "Why did Princess Yueran come to Yanfu?"

"Let me take a look at Yanluo." Zi Yueran didn't hide anything, when she glanced at the servant who was still kneeling on the ground, she waved her hand directly, "You all are free!"

"Thank you princess!" After finishing speaking, they all retreated.

Zi Yueran raised her small face, looked at Jun Ming with a smile in her eyes, "Can you inform me, I want to see Yan Luo."

Jun Ming naturally saw Yanluo go in holding Feng Qingchi just now, and said slowly: "Princess Yueran, Yanluo doesn't see anyone at the moment."

"But I just saw him go in with someone in his arms." Zi Yueran argued arguably.

"Then Yanluo won't see other people."

Ziyue looked at the other party angrily, "You just don't inform me, Yanluo will definitely meet me if she knows I'm coming." Yanluo has been very kind to her since she was a child, and she will definitely not miss her.

Jun Ming didn't speak, but stood still.

Zi Yue couldn't get past him, so she could only raise her head and look at him aggrievedly, "Uncle Jun."

Jun Ming was a little helpless, he could only look at Zi Yueran earnestly and said slowly: "Princess Yueran, you also know that Yanluo never treats me very much, if I go against his will again..." The consequences If Jun Ming didn't say it, but the meaning of the words is very clear.

Ziyue's brows tightened again and again, and when she was about to speak again, the ink marks on her jet-black clothes still quietly appeared in front of them like a ghost, "Princess, my son asked my subordinates to send you back to the palace."

Mohen looked at Zi Yueran with a cold face and a cold tone.

Ziyue paused, a little aggrieved.Yan Luo knew she was looking for him, why didn't she see her? !

Thinking of the rumors heard a few days ago, Zi Yueran felt more and more wronged, and even her eyes turned slightly red.

"Mohen, Princess Yueran will be handed over to you." While speaking, he patted Mohen's shoulder and instructed earnestly.

Mohen: "..." He is most afraid of a woman crying.

"Hmph, go back!" Looking in the direction of Yanluo's yard, Ziyue snorted angrily, then turned and left.

"I don't want you to send me off, I know the way back." Looking at Mohen, Zi Yueran's voice was full of awkwardness and stuffiness.

"Oh, good!" Mohen replied two words belatedly.

Zi Yue, who took two steps, paused, stopped, and looked at Mo Hen angrily, "No, I want you to send me back."

There was no impatience in Mohen's indifferent eyes, but full of strangeness, but he didn't say anything, but quietly followed behind Zi Yueran.Anyway, he was originally responsible for sending Princess Yueran to the palace.

Jun Ming did not go far away, but was hiding behind the green bamboo not far away. Seeing Zi Yueran being so rogue, willful, angry and awkward, the corners of his lips twitched a few times.Sure enough, women are troublesome!
Holding Feng Qingchi back to her yard, Yan Luo kicked open the closed door.

"Wake up, don't sleep anymore!" Seeing Feng Qingchi's wet clothes, Yan Luo frowned, and whispered in her ear.

Feng Qingchi's sleep was shallow, and he fell asleep only because he was too emotionally fluctuating and tired, and he didn't really fall asleep. Hearing Yanluo's voice, he opened his eyes faintly, and then got down from his arms.

"Yanluo, thank you!" As soon as she said it, her voice was slightly hoarse.

Yan Luo looked at her with some distress, and said softly: "There is no need to say thank you between you and me, go and wash up, I washed the clothes you left here last time and put them in that cabinet."

"But you are also wet." Feng Qingchi frowned looking at the corner of the other party's clothes that were still dripping.Yan Luo came back with her in his arms, soaked through.

Jokingly and playfully raised the corners of his lips, moved his beautiful and seductive face a little closer, and said to Feng Qingchi in a charming tone: "You are worried about me, huh?" The tone of the last word dragged a little Points, the pressure is extremely narrow and charming.

Put Feng Qingchi's wet black hair stuck to his forehead aside, the charm of the leisurely and lazy tone spread like ripples, the gaze in the beautiful Liu eyes was replaced by temptation, and he fixedly looked at the wind Qing Chi, with a different meaning, "Why don't we go together? Let's have a couple's bath?"

Feng Qingchi's snow-white face finally had some other colors, and it was a little darker, "You'd better hang out by yourself!" He said a word in a cool tone and turned into the inner room.

Looking at Feng Qingchi's leaving back, Yan Luo raised the corners of her lips and smiled silently. After the smile disappeared, there was a bit of deep meaning, even the pupils were stained with traces of ink, slowly fainted, more and more thicker and thicker.

"Let Jun Ming come here!" Looking at the guards waiting outside, Yan Luo said coldly.

The guard answered "Yes" and stepped back.

In the room, it is still the same hot spring that I bathed in last time.

Feng Qingchi found the clothes cabinet, opened it and looked at the neatly folded clothes inside, feeling strange in his heart.

On the right side of the closet is Yanluo's change of clothes, and on the left is the clothes she stayed here last time. No matter how you look at it, there is an indescribable awkwardness.

He took out his clothes from inside and put them by the bathtub, took off his clothes and soaked himself in the water, only revealing his beautiful collarbone like delicately carved cool jade, and his snow-white shoulders, his wet black hair was a bit messy Some are attached to the smooth and white forehead, and some are floating on the water, like a faint black silk.

Leaning lazily on the smooth stone wall with his back, he rubbed his tired forehead with his right hand. He didn't know where his deep eyes fell, and deep in his eyes were absent-minded and confused.

outside.

Soon, Jun Ming strode in, and from a distance, Yanluo Zhousheng felt cool, his peach blossom eyes flickered a few times, and he became a little dignified.

"Yanluo, what happened?" Jun Ming walked up to Yanluo and asked directly.

"Yiche appeared in Yueshangju today, you take someone there now, if he is still there," narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, his ruthlessness was completely undisguised, "Just kill him directly!"

Jun Ming paused for a moment, pondered for a moment before slowly looking up at Yanluo, "Yueshangju is the right minister's place, even if the right minister and Yiche have cut off contact now, the right minister will not want the other party's life." , and won't allow it!" Otherwise, he wouldn't have done nothing to Yi Che all these years and just let it go.

"Then keep an eye on Yueshangju and find out Yiche's whereabouts. No matter what, I will definitely kill him, by any means, regardless of the cost!" Back and forth.

"Yanluo, what happened?" Jun Ming asked with a frown.In the past, Yanluo would trouble Yiche everywhere, and would think of killing him, but he never really killed them.

But today, it is obviously different!
Yanluo really wanted Yiche's life.

Thinking of Feng Qingchi's lonely figure sitting awkwardly in the rain, Yan Luo clenched his hands hanging by his side into fists, his eyes darkened like mist.

Yiche made her cry!

Although he couldn't see it in the rain, he knew that she was crying.

For so many years, he had never seen her cry.

Seeing that Yanluo didn't speak, Jun Ming's eyes darkened a bit, he looked at Yanluo seriously and depressingly, and said in a very low voice, "Yanluo, if you kill Yiche, she won't die under Jiuquan. Forgive you!"

She didn't specify this, but both of them knew it well!

Yan Luo trembled and woke up suddenly.

Yes, she likes Yiche so much, if he kills Yiche, how will he face her? !

With a decadent and self-deprecating smile, he didn't speak for a long time.

Finally, he took a deep breath and waved his hand at Jun Ming, "It's okay, you can go down!"

Yan Luo didn't speak any more, but stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back, looking at everything outside the window with cool eyes.

After waiting for a long time, Feng Qingchi did not come out, Yan Luo frowned slightly, and glanced uneasily at the direction of the inner room.

He pursed his lips in silence for a moment, then strode towards the inner room.

"Feng Qingchi, Feng Qingchi!" Standing in front of the secret door, he shouted a few times.

He didn't hear any response, and after struggling for a while, he directly pressed the switch on the bedside table. The black wardrobe in the room was half-opened, and Yan Luo walked in quickly with worried eyes.

　Ah Jiu has a headache and wants to go to bed early, so let's do it today. I owe you four thousand words, and I will make it up tomorrow!Sorry, okay, good night, little cuties!

　　
　
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