Lord, let me be arrogant [End]

"Do you care about the king?"

Duan Yichen seemed to be muttering to himself, then turned his head again, continued to look at the portrait on the wall, and said lazily, "As expected, the father will make the second brother the crown prince within three days."

Guan Li asked in disbelief, "What about the prince? Are you really going to watch the throne fall into someone else's hands?"

"Every chess piece of my father has a magical effect. No matter who is the crown prince, it is nothing more than a shield to consolidate the throne for him."

Guan Li naturally understood Duan Yichen's words, but she did not give up and said, "That depends on whether this chess piece has ambitions. If so, this is a rare opportunity."

Duan Yichen turned sideways, his unpredictable evil eyes swept towards her, "Li'er, how long have you been in the palace?"

Guan Li was startled, not understanding why he suddenly asked this, and replied cautiously, "Three years."

He raised his lips, with a smile that was not a smile, "The general is willing to let his daughter serve as a concubine for three years, it is difficult for him."

What he said meant something.Guan Li frowned, "My lord, what do you say?"

"Some things, as long as they are within the scope of this king's tolerance, this king will turn a blind eye to him. However," his tone was cold, his eyes were like knives, "if you want to control this king, or... Anyone who shouldn't be moved, no matter who he is, this king will never let him go!"

He smiled evilly, "Understood?"

A thin layer of cold sweat secreted from his smooth and delicate forehead.Guan Li forced himself to calm down, and smiled elegantly, "I have written it down."

After exiting his bedroom, his clean face turned pale.

Duan Yichen knew, he knew everything!Including her father's purpose, and everything she did to Lin Moying...

According to her understanding of him, the reason why they didn't have an attack is entirely because in his eyes, they still have value to use!

After three years of deliberate planning, who took advantage of whom?

******

Returning to Junwu Pavilion is like returning to the hometown after a long absence, the intimacy makes Xiaoxiao completely relaxed physically and mentally.And because of her arrival, everyone in the Junwu Pavilion also clearly felt the change of the pavilion master. As long as she is there, his eyes will not be as indifferent as before, and he will follow her figure involuntarily.

As for after that night, neither she nor he mentioned anything about Qing Lanchao.Whether it is Duan Yishen or Duan Xiaoqi, they will slowly become passers-by with the pace of time.

"It can be built into a gymnasium. It is a place for everyone to practice martial arts... This place can be converted into a library. Today, advancing with the times, we must not ignore the power of knowledge!"

Inside Qingxin Xiaozhu, Xiaoxiao took a simple homemade architectural drawing and introduced it to everyone with great interest.

In the yard, Duan Zifei was pruning those ruined roses. It was rare to see him so careful. Everyone said, this is called Aiwujiwu.

Finally, Xiaoxiao finally concluded, "We are a democratic society, if there is no objection, we will build the castle like this!"

"No opinion!" Everyone said in unison.

Maybe it's because the days are too boring, or these people are not suitable for peaceful days. In short, no matter what Xiaoxiao wants to do, even if there is no Duan Zifei's acquiescence, they also love this easy-going, lively and lovely mistress-to-be. Absolute indulgence, that is the deepest pampering.

Everyone with a clear division of labor began to perform their duties.

Xiaoxiao ran into the yard with the architectural drawing, and showed it to Duan Zifei, "Zifei, how is my drawing?" Although Duan Zifei is the master here, as long as it is Xiaoxiao's decision, he is often the last one. Only one knows.

"Okay." His evaluation is always a word that is concise but effective.

Xiaoxiao leaned over and asked with a smile, "Are you not afraid that I will tear down your castle?"

"Then build it again."

A mere castle is nothing compared to her momentary nightmare of laughter.

He was so generous, but Xiaoxiao felt a little embarrassed, "Hey, don't worry, how could I tear down your house."

Duan Zifei stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes, his eyes were clear and unwavering, like a clear spring, "It's also your home."

His words seemed to have some kind of hint.

Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, her cheeks blushed uncontrollably, "Then you can't charge me rent."

He looked back and continued with the work he had just done.

I have long been used to his temperament, and Xiaoxiao also quietly accompanied him, either helping to cut off a developing flower bud, or trampling to death the seedling he had just planted.Duan Zifei finally raised his eyes again, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible, "I'll do it." Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue, obediently stood aside, watching his skillful handling.

"Pavilion Master," Wuhen came over and said, "There is a secret order from the imperial court."

With half-closed eyes, no joy or anger can be seen.He turned around, looked at Xiaoxiao who was sitting on the side with her hands mopping her chin, walked over, knelt down, and gently brushed off the dirt on her skirt.

Xiaoxiao felt that the temperature on her face was getting higher, she lowered her head shyly.He would always inadvertently make her heart full, and then suddenly blush and heartbeat.

"Did you stay up late last night?" He asked calmly.

Xiaoxiao was taken aback, and almost blurted out, "How do you know?" She had indeed stayed up most of the night for this architectural drawing of the rebuilt castle.

Duan Zifei didn't answer, but just pulled her to stand up, "Go back to the room and rest."

His usual indifferent tone revealed an undeniable concern.

"Well, good." Xiaoxiao smiled at him, turned around and walked back.But the smile on her face slowly faded, and she heard the words that were silent just now.If there is no mistake in guessing, the so-called imperial court secret decree should be issued by that old man Lan Di.

Feeling uneasy for a while, I always feel that the old man is uneasy and kind to Zifei, this time, who knows what tricks he is going to play again.

After Xiaoxiao left, Zifei walked back to the study slowly.After receiving the letter handed over silently, he unfolded it, frowned slightly, lowered his eyes, and put the letter on the table casually, while the man sat on the recliner in front of the window, his eyes drifted into the distance, and he couldn't tell where he was. Think about something.

Wu Yan picked up the letter, and after reading it, his eyes turned colder, "Pavilion Master, do you want to agree?"

"There is still half a month left before the date agreed with Emperor Father." He said without any surprise.

Nodding silently, "It's only half a month."

Duan Zifei closed his eyes, as if taking a nap, "Within half a month, everything will be done according to what he said."

"..." Wu Yan frowned, wanted to say something, but swallowed again.He knows the temperament of the pavilion master, and no one can change what he decides.Then he nodded, "Yes!"