Fast Through the White Moonlight is Poisonous

  Chapter 1701 The Prime Minister and Jin Yiwei (13)

  The snowflakes outside fall on the ground, which is not dense but also a bit interesting.

  Lai Zesheng held the hand warmer prepared by the people below, and sat at the desk in the outer hall of the dormitory to read.

  He turned over a miscellaneous book.

  Speaking out, no one believes that the dignified prime minister has such a bad hobby, and he likes to read miscellaneous notes.

  He is not like that nerd Wang Qingjie, who read thousands of books and travels thousands of miles.

  Wang Qingjie has also been married for several years, and he has gone to all regions in the southeast, northwest and northwest over the years.

  His official rank is getting bigger and bigger, and he must be transferred to the capital in the past two years.

  Lai Zesheng turned a new page of writing.

  Thinking of Wang Qingjie, there is a longing in his eyes.

  The guy is alive and smart, running with his wife in the southeast, northeast, northwest.

   "Master, a guest is here."

  The butler suddenly walked in.

   Lai Zesheng frowned, thinking that it was the officials in the court who came to visit.

   Just about to wave, let the butler to dismiss it.

   "It's Commander-in-Chief Jin Yiwei who is here." The butler thought of the person coming, and looked at his master with a weird face.

  Hearing what the butler said next, Lai Zesheng turned his outstretched hand.

   "Oh? Then don't invite anyone in." Lai Zesheng retracted his hand very naturally.

  The butler was a little bit hesitant to speak, but seeing the smile curled from the corner of his master’s mouth, he slowly retreated from the room.

  Thinking that Mao Lin was just injured and waiting outside at this time, Lai Zesheng couldn't sit still.

  He stood up and walked away from the desk.

  The butler brought Mao Lin from the lobby of the front yard.

  Lai Zesheng was standing at the door of the dormitory, waiting for the butler to lead people over.

  However, when someone really appeared, the pupils of Lai Zesheng's eyes shrank slightly.

  The man behind the housekeeper, wearing a red robe and a hood.

  This color is too glamorous, especially the peony embroidered on it.

  He even thought for the first time whether someone came to visit under the name of Jin Yiwei and Mao Lin.

  However, what made Lai Zesheng's face more cracked was that the person behind the housekeeper raised his head.

It's him!

  The visitor is Shi Maolin, the commander-in-chief of Jin Yiwei.

  Lai Zesheng looked at that charming and gorgeous face, his lips were pressed tightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

  This kind of face is really... let him look at it and can't hold it.

  This man is a fairy.

  The butler led the person to the doorstep and stopped taking one step further.

  He didn't say anything, took three steps back in silence, and then turned and left the courtyard.

  Lai Zesheng stared straight at Mao Lin, who was standing under the steps and dressed in a red dress embroidered with peonies.

  The other party smiled shyly at him, there was no rouge gouache on his face.

  But his appearance makes Lai Zesheng's eyes unable to move away from his charming face.

  Mao Lin blushed when he saw that, and stretched out his hand to pull the edge of the red robe.

  Lai Zesheng saw his nervous movement, and then he came back to his senses.

  He gritted his teeth to make himself more awake, with a gentle smile on his face, "I don't know what Mao's command history is or what it means?"

  Maolin bit his lip and raised his head.

  He is clear with innocence, but looks directly at Lai Zesheng with eyes like a hook.

   "I wonder if this guest official said that he took me into the mansion back then, but now it still counts?"

  This is what Mao Lin said with a lot of courage.

   Lai Zesheng frowned, looking at him with puzzlement.

  Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked at the young man standing under the steps in disbelief.

   stared at his gorgeous face, trying to find something out of it.

  He asked incredulously: "Is it you?"

  (End of this chapter)