Prince's Comprehensive Pursuit

Combined with Qi Siming's words, Wen Zhisong has restored the outline of today's events.

He asked Qi Sijia with a black face and said, "you'd better be the person in charge of the Qi family. The name of the prime minister's house is not used in this way. If such a thing happens again, let my father know. It's not sure whether the marriage will be successful or not

"What do you mean by Wen Zhisong! What's wrong with this marriage is that we're all together. Who do you think wants to marry into your poor prime minister's house? "

"Siming!" Qi Sijia saw that the song's face became more and more dark because of his second brother's words, so he stopped him and continued to speak.

But Wen Zhisong shook his sleeve and left angrily. Wen Zhilin was forgotten by him.

On the way back to the Regent's mansion, Qiu LAN has been carefully observing the expression on her curved face, for fear that she will continue to be angry and suffer from the air conditioner.

Bending her small appearance to see in the eyes, can not help but some funny, deliberately clear throat said: "if you want to ask, just say it, after a while back to the palace may not have a chance to ask."

"Sister bending, you are not angry," she nodded, and Qiulan gave a long sigh of relief, and then she began to bury herself. "I was scared to death just now. I haven't seen sister bending when you are so angry, that cold stranger is not close to me. It's a fight with my father Wang."

Curved light cough, she and Ling Jingyuan?

Is there comparability?

Not at all.

"I was really angry at that time. I didn't understand. I had a concubine's face. Otherwise, how could anyone ask me to be his concubine?"

Anyone will not like his face is rated as a small three face, what's more, bending feel that his face has not been fully opened, has a very obvious immature.

Childish face and small three hang hook, this how to feel a little against the bar.

"How can it be a concubine's face? It's obviously a princess's face." Autumn LAN is careless, side say still smile.

Listen to bend just want to caress forehead, this wench talk is really more and more not a cover up.

"Don't talk nonsense," curved point her nose, slightly concentrate, continue to tell Qiu LAN way: "today this matter can't tell your father king, otherwise he should think blindly again."

"I'm afraid it's late," Qiulan sighed, and listened to her continue: "ah er's master is my father. As long as my father talks, he doesn't dare to hide half of it."

Bending silence

Sure enough, the next second, inkstone will come to look for two people, said is the Lord please.

I took a look at the autumn haze in a sad way. It's not so good to be watched at all the time.

Qiu LAN felt her nose with a guilty heart and began to reflect on what she had not done enough today and whether she would be converted into an unfavorable factor by a'er.

In the yinshuang courtyard, Ling Jingyuan was rarely buried in the memorials. Instead, he sat on the big tree in the courtyard and set up tea sets on the table in front of him. It seemed that he was cooking tea.

Bent by the autumn LAN pull into, a face of life can not love.

"Sister bending, it should be OK. Don't be afraid. My father, he is reluctant to bully you, so I will still have to touch your light

The last sentence is the bright spot. I feel a little frustrated.

"Back?" Ling Jingyuan heard the sound of footsteps, looked up to the curve, just saw the action of bending and curling his mouth, slightly Leng, and then chuckled.

"Sister bending, my father seems to be in a good mood. We have to seize the opportunity."

Bending