Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

"engagement?"

Hearing this, he tilted his head and turned his head, his squinted eyes opened a little, "You mean that sick man?"

The sick man was full of sickness, and he was actually not very flattering, but...that face looked good, and he liked it quite a bit.

So, when it comes to her, he will lift up his spirits.

"Isn't it because you haven't gotten married yet? That little sick girl is only so young and not yet old." He didn't care, "Could it be that you want me to go and play with her?"

He thought about it, because he was afraid that she would be pissed off.

Sure enough, Sun Muzhen slapped him again, on the shoulder, "What are you playing!?"

"I say this to let you spend more time with other girls and cultivate your relationship, so that you don't hang out with dubious people all day long!"

"Look at you. You're not in a hurry. Do you know what your brother is doing now? He and Miss Yunda often meet, and their relationship is already very deep. If this continues, you will fall behind!"

Although this kind of thing is not comparable, Sun Muzhen just wanted him to take it seriously and not ignore the destined person who could help him win the throne.

In case Pei Guanlan reacts and wants to rob someone with her, then she will be considered to have the initiative, and Pei Guanlan will not be able to rob him even if he wants to.

"I mean it, get up! Sit down!"

"Slap—" Another slap.

Qi Mingze's shoulder hurt from being beaten by her, and he groaned a few times, "Mother, it hurts!!"

"It hurts and you can't sit still!?"

"...Oh, I got it, I got it, I got it!"

He stood up at once, rubbed his shoulders, his face was full of displeasure, "I'll just go, okay?"

"It's not just about going, don't act like this when you go, it's a joke!"

"...I see..." It was really long-winded.

he muttered.

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At noon, the fourth prince, who had been waiting for his uncle until his legs and feet became numb, was finally able to leave.

The moment he got up, the two who had been facing each other for a long time finally relaxed.

Yun Ling, whose limbs were sore from sitting, also stood up.

"uncle."

The fourth prince Qi Lin bowed to Pei Tingwen who came late, and Yun Ling followed suit.

"Lord Pei."

Mr. Pei, who came late, has a white face and black clothes, a long body, with one hand on his back, with a calm and peaceful expression.

I don't know where I went just now.

The vaguely tainted smell on her body seems to be... Yun Ling hasn't had time to smell it carefully.

"Miss Yun, it's getting late, Lin'er should go back."

Pei Tingwen lowered his head symbolically, and signaled, "I won't bother you this time. If you still have something to say to Lin'er, we will wait until next time."

"...My lord is being polite, don't bother me, the Fourth Highness and your lord are here, how could it be an interruption?"

Yun Niao returned the gift again.

"It's already noon, how about your Highness and your lord having dinner before leaving?"

"No," Pei Tingwen patted Qi Lin's shoulder, "Lin'er still has homework to make up when he goes back, so he won't stay here."

After all, homework matters.

After waiting for a long time to comfort Qi Lin who could save half a day of homework: "..."

Still want to make up? ? ?
His mood suddenly became even more unpleasant.

Leaving Yunfu, bidding farewell to the Yun family, he endured it until he got into the car, finally couldn't help it, and said, "Uncle..."

"You don't need to make up your homework, just take a good rest today."

As if he knew what he wanted to say, Pei Tingwen interrupted without haste.

Qi Lin's eyes lit up instantly, "Really?"