Quick pass system to deliver little brother

Chapter 191

Qi Yu looked familiar, not angry.

With her bright red lips parted slightly, she looked sideways at the panting housekeeper and asked, "What's wrong?"

The tone was gentle, like a fairy who came to save all living beings, and his mentality was so good that it exploded.

The butler bent his back and took a few breaths, Yuan Mo thought that something serious had happened.

who knew...

The butler took a while to straighten up, returning to his usual majestic butler appearance.

He took out a post from the dark wooden box, his wrinkled and weathered face was full of kindness, and said: "Ye Shizi invites the prince to go to Lansheng Temple to pray together."

In the Feng Dynasty, no matter what the inviter does, they need to post a post to show politeness.

Yuan Mo: "..." I thought the old emperor died.

White was happy.

Yuan Mo turned the tea cup around, bored and a little unhappy.

Generally speaking, Qi Yu would not be rejected by the sons and daughters of the royal family.

Just like yesterday, knowing that nothing good would happen, he would still go.

What's more, this was only invited by Zhi Qian. If it was usual, he must be the most active one.

just today...

Qi Yu's eyes turned around Yuan Mo's body, the girl seemed to feel it, her eyelashes raised upwards, and their eyes collided.

The girl smiled slowly at him holding the teacup.Like the warm winter sun, a gleam of light in the darkness.

There was a plop... as if something had fallen, causing ripples in my heart.

Qi Yu looked away in a panic, not daring to look at the girl again.

Bei Zi bit her pale pink lips, her fingers hanging under the table curled up slightly, her face was very tangled.

After struggling between the brothers and Yuan Mo, he decided: "You said to Zhiqian, I don't..."

The butler stopped Qi Yu's next words and kept smiling: "Miss Mu Si has also gone."

The housekeeper reminded with a faint smile, try to make yourself look kind and kind, the fine lines at the corners of your eyes reveal the majesty of the elders.

Qi Yu's body trembled, and the surging blood froze in an instant, and the entanglement in his eyes was dispelled by the butler's words long ago.

His body was stiff and he didn't move, he didn't agree, and he didn't refuse.

The butler put the post on the table, and stood aside half-bowed as if he knew what he would choose, like a statue.

half a long time.

"I'll go." The voice was so small that it was almost inaudible.

The butler was very competent after listening to the general idea, and after understanding the meaning, he went on to give an answer.

With such a positive attitude, if he didn't know that this is the steward of Prince Qi's mansion, he would have thought that it was that Shizi Ye who sent the message.

The attitude changed too quickly, almost in an instant, before anyone could react, the matter was decided.

Musi?
Yuan Mo tilted his head, took a sip of tea, and his light-colored eyes sparkled.

And which pheasant is playing himself indiscriminately?
In terms of luck, the role is actually more important than her.

Do not open Sen.

Luck doesn't even bother me.

Yuan Mo lost the intention to continue tasting tea, even though Prince Qi's mansion was in a mess, fortunately it was still within controllable range.

She doesn't need to worry - Qi Yu, the new leader, is not worried, she is worried about a hammer.

Yuan Mo puffed his cheeks, put down his cup angrily, and disappeared after Qi Yu changed and came out.

Only a cup of tea was left steaming on the round wooden table trimmed with gold wire.
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Lansheng Temple, a temple with a long history and prestige no less than that of the royal family on the Holy Cangshan Mountain.

Guarding the fate of the Feng Dynasty is the spiritual belief in the hearts of the people. Even the emperors of the Feng Dynasty dare not touch it.

Many noble children of the royal family will spend a few days in the mountains and live there to pray for blessings.

It is said that making a wish in it is particularly effective. Hosting Master Yikong can not only count the fate of the country, but also spy on the past and present, marriage or not.

Popular with young men and women.

　Happy May Day...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)