Host, You're Targeted

On the way back to the mansion after the Palace Banquet, Qi Ding and Li Da are in a trance with Liufeng.

Qi Ding is because Li Ying was finally angry with him. As the saying goes, "fight is a kiss, a curse is love". He believes that he will be able to sleep and fly with his highness nine in the near future.

Li Sheng was served by three dancers. Although he said it was normal to massage him, God knows that Li Sheng has lived for 20 years and has been focusing on fighting with Li Ying. Yong never had a chance to ask her out. He couldn't believe it was true.

As for Liufeng, two masters, one smirk and one trance, can he do well? The answer is definitely not.

Fortunately, Qi town and the prime minister are not at home, and the queen will not go to the palace. Otherwise, Qi Ding and Li Dan will have a silly appearance when they go to the Palace Banquet. Liufeng can't escape the responsibility.

It was evening when he came back from the palace to clean up again. Li Dan was usually bored alone in the four princes' mansion. He always ran to the town general's house next door. Over time, he became a habit.

On that day, after bathing, he ran to Qi Ding's room and asked him to play chess in the courtyard as usual. However, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Qi Ding holding a handkerchief and giggling.

Li Dan was scared out of his trance because he had washed away most of the time.

"Cousin! Are you possessed? "

Qi Ding shook the handkerchief in front of Li Dan's eyes, and then he laughed twice, "cousin, you don't understand."

Li Shengsheng was afraid that his cousin might be stupid. He closed the door and went to Qi Ding to see the handkerchief in his hand.

He thought of the detective plot that he usually saw in the storybook. When the captor used the words of a fool, he always tried to coax Qi Ding with his throat.

"Ziyan? Qi Ziyan? Show your cousin what you've got. "

Qi Ding laughed again and handed the handkerchief to Li Dan.

Li Dan took over the black blue handkerchief, but felt a little familiar. When he saw the word "Yu Gui" embroidered on the lower left corner of the handkerchief, he almost didn't turn his eyes and fainted.

Isn't this Li Ying's handkerchief?! Why is it on Qi Ding? Is he still holding a silly smile?

"Ziyan! This is Li Ying's thing! "

Clearly, what he said was an exclamation sentence, but Qi Ding had to understand it as a question.

"Yes! This is the stuff of your highness, hehe. "

This time, he "Hey" made Li Dan's scalp numb. Li Da patted his own goose bumps, jumped up, lowered his voice and roared: "Qi Ziyan, have you drunk too much? What are you doing with Li Ying's handkerchief? "

Li Dan was so angry with him that he felt as if he had heard the sound of water in his head.

"I'll bring his handkerchief back, and he'll come to me!"

"What do you want him to come to you for?! And does he know that you took his handkerchief? Did you steal it or rob it? "

After asking, Li Dan regretted. Take a look at Qi Ding's silly face. Where can he rob Li Ying?

"Then I'll send him a letter to tell him that I have stolen his handkerchief, and let him come to see me in person and exchange a handkerchief."

Li Dan is completely speechless. His cousin has been in southern Xinjiang for a month. It seems that he has become really stupid. Moreover, he was beaten by Qizhen not long ago, as if he were totally stupid.

According to Li Dan's understanding of Li Ying, isn't it a handkerchief? It's not of great significance. If you don't have it, you can't find the Textile Bureau of the Ministry of industry to weave another piece. How can you come to Qiding? It's ridiculous to change a handkerchief.

If he could give Qi ding a slap and then throw the handkerchief on his face, it would be very good, OK?!

Qi Ding should not be too naive.

In fact, Li Ying did.

At noon the next day, the new handkerchief was delivered to jiuwangfu at the end of three blocks.

Qi Ding sat on the stone bench near the nine palace and watched the people from the Textile Bureau of the Ministry of industry come and go. He only felt that his IQ was insulted.