After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the paranoid prince

Chapter 714 Responsible
The two wear the same clothes, the only difference is the horse they ride.

One is maroon, with a star-like white imprint on his forehead, and the other is a pitch-black horse with a handful of white hair under its neck. There is a shocking wound on the horse's belly, which seems to be in the Wounds on the battlefield.

The armor on their heads almost blocked most of their faces, but they could vaguely see a pair of sharp eyes.

Although the two were dressed the same, Wei Qianzi could tell who Wei Qianchen was from their completely different auras.

"Do you still recognize your elder brother?"

Ye Lian was leaning lazily by the window in a dark red robe, holding a cup of tea in her right hand, and her eyes were fixed on the girl sitting opposite.

"Of course I recognize it."

Wei Qianzi gave her a slight sideways glance, and continued to focus on those two people.

Zhou Minzhi, the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion, obviously does not have as strong aura as Wei Qianchen, and there is even an unscrupulous smile on the corner of his mouth, while Wei Qianchen, who is riding a black horse next to him, is pursing his lips tightly, with a look of arrogance that he doesn't pay attention to anything manner.

All the people in the street quietly watched this group of people pass by, and no one dared to shout and cheer rashly.

Some ignorant children couldn't help clapping their hands and applauding this majestic and murderous team, but the adults at home covered their mouths and backed away.

Wei Qianzi watched the atmosphere on the street, and only then did she clearly feel how unpopular her elder brother was.

Fear, worry, nervousness, fear, uneasiness, and even hatred, contempt, and disdain, all kinds of eyes are overwhelming.

However, Wei Qianchen didn't care about these at all, or he didn't pay attention to these people at all.

Zhou Minzhi looked at the chilling silence on the street, and sighed faintly.

"Oh, I finally came back from a beautiful victory. I thought there would be girls all over the city cheering for me, spreading flowers and lining the road to welcome me. Who knew it would be like this. It seems that three years have passed, and you The reputation of God is still undiminished, I have been dragged down by you all my life, if I can't get a wife in the future, you have to be responsible for me."

Even though most of his face was covered by the helmet, it still couldn't stop Zhou Minzhi's uninhibited and casual nature from his bones.

Wei Qianchen who was next to him gave him a cold glance, and then set his gaze in front of him.

"Since you think I'm dragging your good reputation, you can walk at the end alone and enjoy the admiration and admiration of others. Why do you always stick to me like a dog's skin plaster?"

"I'm sad when you say that. You have been a friend like me since you were a child. If I alienate you again, don't you want to become a lonely family?"

Zhou Minzhi is used to being shameless and can always distort the facts and say the opposite.

"Ah!"

Wei Qianchen sneered, already accustomed to his way of speaking.

He never needed any friends, but this guy was so thick-skinned that he couldn't be chased away, so he just let him go, and he was not polite.

Seeing his attitude, Zhou Minzhi couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Hey, I said we were close friends, why can't you give me a good face? Tell people to see, how embarrassing I am."

However, Wei Qianchen ignored him, and glanced across the windows of those teahouses and taverns on the side of the street, and finally stopped at one place, a smile suddenly appeared on his stern eyebrows.

Zhou Minzhi couldn't help being surprised when he saw it, and hurriedly followed his gaze.

"It's true that the sun is coming out from the west, are you seeing a beauty?"

He glanced back and forth, and saw two young masters sitting opposite each other at the window of a tea house over there.

The man in white was holding a folding fan in his hand and looked at them. Although the man in red could only see a back view, he could still tell that he looked good.

He couldn't help sighing.

"Beauty is beauty, but they are all men. Or, when did you change your taste and like this kind of white-noodle guy?"

(End of this chapter)