Chapter 45
Luoxi's clear and indifferent black eyes followed the direction of Qing'er's fingers and looked at the delicate pink peach blossom blooming on the finely crafted round wooden table, frowning slightly,
Isn't it just a peach blossom, is it worth Qing'er's panic to turn pale, but how did this peach blossom come from, who put it?
Glancing suspiciously at Qing'er with a pale face and a dull expression, Luo Xi slowly walked towards the table with a look of Qing'er who had seen a ghost. , gently put it on the tip of the nose and sniffed, the vermilion lips parted slightly,

"Where did the rotten peach blossom come from?"

"Miss, why are you not worried at all?"

Qing'er swallowed her saliva reluctantly, feeling that her heart was about to jump out, she managed to regain her sanity a little bit, but when she saw the lady with an indifferent face, she couldn't laugh or cry, didn't she know what this peach blossom represented? , still standing there so calmly,

"Why worry?"

Luoxi said indifferently, with her long and slender fingers fiddling with the enchanting peach petals casually, a sharp light flashed in her eyes suddenly, and she saw that there were words on the petals that could ooze water with a pinch, no, to be precise, it should be is a marker,
"Taohuawu, the meaning is happy, the peach blossoms appear, and the flowers fall. Miss, this peach blossom is the harbinger before the first flower picker, the jade-faced fox, is going to pick flowers?"

"Oh?" Luoxi raised her eyebrows and said disapprovingly,

"so what?"

Qing'er felt that she was about to pass out, how could the young lady be so calm and indifferent, there are so many famous ladies in the city, and the young lady's face changed when she saw the peach blossoms, and her family even paid a high price to hire a martial artist to protect her.

Out of the corner of Luoxi's eyes, Luoxi looked at himself, if it was the plump and enchanting body in the previous life, maybe... , but today's body is as shabby as a shriveled kidney bean, with flat chest, almost like a man, and flat appearance, which can't be seen in the crowd. Due to malnutrition, the 13-year-old body is like a ten-year-old girl If a man can fall in love with her, then she really has to wonder whether the man has unique taste, or there is something wrong with his eyes, or maybe the rumored No. [-] Flower Picker is a pedophile,

"Miss, why don't we tell the prince quickly?"

"Didn't the father enter the palace and not return tonight?"

After answering casually, Luoxi sat down elegantly with a flick of her sleeves, lifted the teapot by the table with her slender fingers and poured a cup of clear tea, drinking it slowly.

"what!"

Qing'er patted himself on the head annoyed, he was so frightened and confused, King Qingyang won't come back tonight, so who else in this mansion can save Miss, his brain is running fast, princess?Princess?Second Miss?Prince?I filtered each one of them in my mind, it seems that the only one who can save the young lady is the eldest son?
It's just that everything in the mansion is in the hands of the concubine, the son abandoned his martial arts and went to business, he has no power to restrain a chicken, and he doesn't live in the mansion from time to time, now he can't wait to find him, is it useful?
No matter, I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Miss, servant girl, let's go to the young master."

Looking back, Luoxi was resting her chin on her hands with great interest, staring at Qing'er's wonderful little face, frowning for a while, biting her lip for a while, and showing off her face for a while, how expressive is this girl really?
Shizi doesn't like others to call him Shizi, as if he got everything by relying on his father who is a king, rather than relying on his own strength, so the people who know it all call him Young Master.

"Miss, are you still in a daze? Did you hear Qing'er's words?"

Why did I fall into such a heartless master, Qing'er asked the sky speechlessly, is it really that the lady is not in a hurry, and the servant girl is anxious to death.

"Qing'er, do you think Eldest Young Master can deal with that coquettish fox?"

There is still an incense stick left, Luoxi looked at the sky quietly, such a short time, even if it is a temporary arrangement, it is a bit late, not to mention that even if Ouyang Zixuan knows some kung fu, how can he be as weird as this kind of martial arts in the world , compared to the mysterious rivers and lakes.

"Then what should I do, I can't wait to die?"

Tears welled up in Qing'er's eyes, in her eyes, if the woman in her boudoir lost Qingbai, she would die, and the jade-faced fox seemed to have never missed it.

"Okay, Qing'er, it's getting late, you can go back to your room and rest, why don't you go out of the house tomorrow to do some errands?"

Luoxi yawned, her phoenix eyes shining like purple glass became a little sleepy, she drank the last sip of tea, ignoring Qing'er's big mouth that was about to stuff a goose egg, in her astonishment as if Seeing the monster's gaze, he walked leisurely to the side of the couch, raised his head and his clothes down, squinted his eyes in a daze and murmured,
"Open all the doors and windows in Beiyuan, extinguish all the candles in the room, light up all the lanterns on the corridor, and give you half a stick of incense."

"what?"

Now Qing'er almost stared out her eyes, but the young lady turned over, snorted comfortably, and went directly to meet Duke Zhou.

Playing hard to get, false and true, open and secret, a person like the jade-faced fox can be known to be a cunning and suspicious person just by a nickname, and this empty plan is waiting for the protagonist to appear on the stage.

(End of this chapter)

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