Sweet Noble Heir

Qi Qingxing did not make a sound, because Jiang Wanbai reminded him when he came in that the invisible talisman could make him invisible, but his voice could not be hidden. Therefore, if he made a sound, the old eunuch would still be able to hear him.

The sound of Qi Qingxing's footsteps can be blocked by the sound of pushing the gate open. But now that the gate is closed, there is no other sound to block it. And the old eunuch is good at martial arts, maybe he will find something.

"The book I'm looking for..." Jiang Wanbai stood beside Qi Qingxing and opened the drawing.

They looked at the drawings together. The drawings were very clear. The books of those types were distributed in that area, and even numbered. All of them were clear.

Jiang Wanbai's fingertips across those numbers, and still looking for them, Qi Qingxing reaches out and points in the direction of the southeast corner.

"Ah! Here it is Jiang Wanbai took the drawing and went to the southeast corner with Qi Qingxing.

When you look up, it seems that there are countless pearls inlaid on the dome. These pearls will shine the wanshulou without windows like daylight.

And there is a light smell on the walls. Jiang Wanbai sniffs it and likes it.

"These incense are specially prepared by the Tai hospital." Qi Qingxing pulled the sleeve of La Jiang's evening white and explained to her in silence.

Because there will be echoes in wanshulou, he does not dare to make a sound now. Otherwise, the echo together will certainly disturb the old eunuch.

Jiang Wanbai's eyes moved. He took out a small array plate and threw it up. The array plate covered her and Qi Qingxing. Jiang Wanbai said, "you can talk at ease. If he can't hear your voice, there will be no echo."

Qi Qingxing laughed and said, "these incense burning can keep the books in wanshulou from getting damp and attracting insects. As long as the fragrance keeps on, the books in wanshulou will not decay even if they are stored for hundreds of thousands of years."

There was no echo.

"It's a good thing." Jiangwan Baidao.

As they talked, they walked toward the southeast corner. Because of the barrier, Qi Qingxing didn't have to play down the footstep sound as before, but he was much more comfortable.

"How do you know so much?" Jiang Wanbai asked.

"When I was young, I studied in the palace. At that time, I had a good relationship with the emperor. The emperor lent me ten thousand books and asked me to come to wanshulou several times."

At that time, Xiao Quan was only the crown prince. Although Qi Qingxing could not be his companion because of his weakness, he still had to stay in the palace to study. He had a very good relationship with Prince Xiao Quan.

But later, he was getting worse and worse. He failed to take part in the imperial examination, let alone become an official. Xiao Quan also became emperor, and he was no longer a young prince at that time.

Inadvertently, time has changed a lot of things.

Qi Qingxing droops his eyes and thinks of the words Xiao Quan called himself to the imperial study before he came to wanshulou.

Jiang Wanbai's tone was different when he talked about the past. He subconsciously looked at him, saw his expression, moved his mind, and asked, "the emperor wants you to go to the imperial study. Does he want you to become an official in the imperial court?"

"Well." Qi Qingxing nodded and looked up at Jiang Wanbai. With a sudden smile, he praised: "the evening is really smart."

Clearly he didn't say anything, and she could guess it with the slightest change of expression and tone of his voice.

"Of course." Jiang evening white is not modest, slightly raised the chin, some small proud.