Missy, she always does not seek to make progress 2

The Mu family left, Qi Qian entered the old concubine's yard, kicked off his shoes and sat on the kang.

"Grandmother, it's already October, people are wearing cloaks outside, and the earth dragon in your house should be on fire."

The old concubine waved her hand and said: "If it were the previous years, September would have been hot, but now, I still don't feel cold. You see, I'm wearing thin clothes, but my hands are still warm."

Qi Qian reached out and touched her hand, and it was indeed warm, so he smiled and said, "Even so, you have to take the prescriptions for daily body repair on time."

"Yeah." The old concubine smiled and said, "Thanks to your filial piety, otherwise grandma wouldn't be as comfortable as she is now."

Qi Qian didn't care about this credit.

The old concubine saw that he was not in high spirits, so she reached out and patted his hand, and asked, "How are you chatting with girl fifteen?"

Qi Qian twitched the corner of his mouth.

The old concubine sighed, and said: "I think that girl is all about you and has a good temperament, but you really don't want to?"

Qin Liuxi's approval was too accurate. She wanted to invite her to be the crown prince, but she didn't want to be suppressed. She didn't know what the majesty thought, but said that there was no rush, and that she would get married first, and then bestow marriage and official positions.

Sifang made a cup of tea and brought it to Yu Linglan, then stood aside.

He thought of her when he was eating, and he also thought of her when he was reading a book. At that time, he was also reading a book of Qimen Eight Trigrams Formation in his hand, staring at the formation called Bamen Golden Lock Formation in a trance.

Sifang immediately stepped forward, took the book, and stood in front of the desk.

Qi Qian shook his head: "Grandmother, the imperial decree for granting marriage has been issued a long time ago. If I want to refute this granting marriage, I should have asked for it before the imperial decree was issued, but I missed this opportunity. If I go now, it will be unjust to fall into Prince Ning's mansion." .”

The person who came was Yu Linglan, another legendary figure of the Yu family. If there was no Yu Changkong, he would be the first son of the Yu family and could take over Yu's class. Of course, in the eyes of the Yu family, Yu Changkong's generation would not As long as Yu Linglan can bear the banner, who said that Yu Changkong is blind.

Although Yu Changkong couldn't see it, Yu Linglan's etiquette was not lacking.

Yu Linglan's eyes flickered lightly, and said: "Brother didn't hesitate at once, he was very precise, just like being able to see."

Qi Qian didn't take it seriously, the position of the eldest son would not fall on his head, he was inexplicably sure about it.

After a while, he looked away, a little irritable, and said: "Grandma, please rest, I'm going to practice martial arts."

"Ah."

In the eyes of everyone in the clan, he is Yu Changkong's eyes, read to him.

But Yu Changkong didn't change his face, he slapped his chess piece, and said sarcastically: "If you were blind for ten years and played with a special chessboard every day, you can do it too."

Only then did Yu Linglan bid farewell and leave.

He glanced at Yu Changkong's eyes, but the other party just frowned, showing displeasure, his eyes didn't move at all, and he didn't even glance over.

Yu Linglan looked into his eyes and smiled happily: "It's okay, I just saw the elder brother come back, so I came to see you."

If it were her, how would the formation be arranged, what about the door of life, and what about the door of death?
While he was in a trance, the tips of his ears moved slightly, and he called softly: "Sifang."

The curtain was raised, Yu Linglan walked in, glanced at the book in Sifang's hand, looked up and saw Yu Changkong sitting in a black robe, with a special chessboard by his hand, as usual, he and Play chess by yourself.

Yu Changkong held the chess pieces between his arms and said, "Go out."

Yu Linglan quickly apologized: "I didn't intend to poke brother's wound."

Yu Linglan is the eldest son of Erfang, that is, the son of Yuchangkong's second uncle. He is one year younger than Yuchangkong. Xu is determined to compete with Yuchangkong. He is also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, four books and five classics. Compared with Yuchangkong, a high-mountain flower that is difficult to get close to, he is like a warm spring, and he is more tactful and kind to see.

Mammy changed her bowl of tea and said, "You're right."

Yu Changkong lowered his eyes, holding black in one hand, and made a move, while holding white in the other hand, with a precise move, he blocked the way of Heizi.

……

Thinking of Qin Liuxi's child, she opened her mouth, but said nothing, "It's good that you understand, Mu Shishi is a good girl, since you accepted the imperial decree, you should calm down and treat her well. After getting married, with the Yue family like the Mu family, maybe the position of the son of the world will also fall in the future."

The breathing in all directions is a bit chaotic.

After Qi Qian had left, the old concubine said to her confidant and mother: "After Qian'er returned to Beijing, I have never seen him really happy. He was still happy when he was in Ningzhou."

Seeing him chasing people away, Yu Linglan had to stand up, and suddenly leaned in front of Yu Changkong again, and moved the chess piece: "My little brother thinks it's more interesting for this white piece to go this way."

Yu Linglan cupped his hands and saluted: "I heard that the eldest brother is back, is the journey going smoothly?"

Qi Qian was not the only one thinking about Qin Liuxi, and Yu Changkong, who had successfully returned to the family, also missed her.

Yu Linglan said: "Elder brother should play chess with himself, how about younger brother to talk with you?"

"Toefl, everything is fine, sit down." Yu Changkong said a few words concisely and indifferently, his eyes still fixed on the chessboard.

"Brother, can you come in?"

The child is a good child, but she is the daughter of the offender Qin's family, or a priest who caused a catastrophe, and it has just happened not long ago, who dares to touch this bad luck?

Yu Linglan's name is Boyin, and he is known as the son of Boyin. He wears white clothes all the year round.

The old concubine tentatively said: "If you have someone else in your heart, and you really don't want to, let go of this old face, and grandma ask the empress dowager for a marriage?"

However, this child is not in a high mood.

The Mu family is also a noble family, the queen's natal family, and the one who bestowed the marriage is the queen's direct sister, who has a noble status and is considered a well-matched family.

"Hey, let them take care of you carefully, take a bath immediately after practice, don't catch a cold." The old princess said hurriedly.

Thinking of this, he saw the window and looked towards the main courtyard with a cold expression.

Sifang immediately walked to the door, raised the curtain, looked out, and said with cupped hands, "Second Young Master, our Young Master is inside."

"No, do you have something to do?" Yu Changkong raised his head and looked over. His eyes were the same as before, as if they had no fixed focus and no ripples.

The old concubine looked at him distressedly, this child is responsible.

The old princess sighed: "It's a pity."

"My lord, you scared me to death, I thought the second lord saw it." Sifang said, patting his chest.

Yu Changkong frowned and said: "He was probing, you almost revealed your secret just now, I'm afraid you won't be able to hide it for long."

He could control his expression and eyes, but it was difficult for Sifang and the others to act, and Yu Linglan and Yu Changkong never underestimated him.

"He has grown up." Yu Changkong watched Yu Linglan's clothes disappear at the courtyard door, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. When Yu Linglan approached just now, he felt a sense of great malice.

Yu Changkong pressed his slender fingers to his eyes, but he didn't know that outside the courtyard, Yu Linglan looked at his courtyard with a wicked smile on his lips: "Interesting."