The villain took me crooked after wearing the book

Chapter 302 Love Has No Boundaries
He drank it down and poured another glass: "It's just an ordinary gathering, it's good for you to be casual."

Then he looked at Lin Huai'an again and raised his eyebrows: "This is the first time for Lin Shizi to come here, and I would like to offer you a toast."

He raised his glass with a smile on the corner of his mouth, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Huai'an coldly reciprocated him with a glass, and then he had a headache again.

When this younger sister found her, half of her heart was towards him, and now the two are inseparable, Lin Huai'an thought, even if his grandparents came, they would be more towards Zhao Huiwei.

He vaguely remembered that when he first arrived in Liangzhou, his grandmother hugged her and kept calling her "babe".

He even said that it's fine if his uncle died outside, but why did he implicate her granddaughter in living outside for 16 years?

Then the two elders began to favor her without limit, and the good things came first to her. It is estimated that whoever she chose for her husband-in-law, if that person disagreed, the old prince of Huainan could hold that person's head and force him agree.

Ye Lanzhi held up his wine glass, giggling: "Third brother, I also offer you a toast. There will be a war at the border, remember to bring me, I have learned a lot."

Shen Mingnan didn't respond to him, but instead asked: "Master Ye is only your son, would he be willing to let you go to the battlefield?"

Ye Lanzhi disagreed: "A man should gallop on the battlefield. I have been in Beijing for many years, and everything here is meaningless to me. Besides, I want to be by your side. You all left Beijing one by one. , how boring I am alone."

"Marching and fighting is no joke. You can convince your father first, and in the short term, Beidi will not be able to make a splash."

This was a refusal, and Ye Lanzhi gave him a distressed look, then sat silently.

Cheng Qiqi took one look at Ye Lan and wanted to stand up to pick up some vegetables, but couldn't reach her.

Seeing this, Chi Xianyu picked some up with clean chopsticks and put them in her bowl.

Cheng Qiqi glanced at him again, and whispered, "Thank you."

"you are welcome."

She ate in small bites, and couldn't help but look sideways at the young man's side face. He looked very quiet and shy, not at all like a little general following the battlefield.

On the contrary, she is like the boy next door, with gentle eyes and eyebrows. She is sixteen this year, and she remembers that Chi Xianyu is the same age as her.

He was so quiet that many times, she didn't notice his presence.

Realizing what he was thinking, Cheng Qiqi shook his head, what was she paying attention to him for?But my heart was still warmed by him.

At least it was much better than Ye Lanzhi, Cheng Qiqi felt depressed again thinking about it.

Chi Hua was on the side, looking at her nervous brother, and secretly smiled in her heart, what a fool, it was the first time he cared about a girl, otherwise she would live like a widowed old man every day.

Chi Hua patted him on the shoulder, Chi Xianyu looked at her, Chi Hua raised his chin: "I'm thirsty, pour me a cup of tea."

Chi Xianyu took the cup obediently, and Chi Hua said again: "Pour a cup for Qiqi by the way."

He poured two glasses, handed one to his elder sister, and put the other next to Cheng Qiqi.

A banquet was over in about half an hour.

As soon as Zhao Huiwei returned to the Huainan Palace, she got into the study, and she had to write it down when she was inspired.

She took out a stack of rice paper, took a pen and began to write on the paper.

Yingluo was grinding for her on one side, and she glanced curiously: "Girl, what are you writing?"

Zhao Huiwei, who was buried in his head, took the time to reply with two words: "The script."

Wreaths:"???"

Yingluo saw that she was writing seriously, even though she was curious, she could only restrain herself and wait for her to finish writing.

Half an hour later, Zhao Huiwei picked up the first one with satisfaction, smiled at Yingluo, and said, "Self-made powerful officials and wandering knights! Let's eat!"

She put the sheet aside and started to write again, Yingluo read it along.

Then she discovers to her horror that this is not like any other love story.

Although it is also love, but the object is a little different.

She had some doubts about life: "Girl... is this really okay?"

Zhao Huiwei straightened up, and solemnly patted her on the shoulder: "Love has no boundaries, from the heart."

Yingluo couldn't accept it, but the more she read it, the more fascinated she was, and even finally urged Zhao Huiwei to write faster.

She straightened up and looked at the result with satisfaction: "Write a little every day, and continue tomorrow."

She put down her pen and was about to go to rest.

Yingluo, who was watching the scene, was in a hurry, and she chased after her heart and lungs and asked, "Girl, the powerful minister Su Muming saved the knight Cen Chuan, and then what? Girl, just tell me the story behind, I'm dying of anxiety. "

Zhao Huiwei was amused to see her like this, and Yingluo was like a reader chasing a serialized book, wishing the author would end it soon, she shrugged helplessly: "No spoilers, treasure. You will know tomorrow."

Yingluo could only helplessly watch her go to sleep, she took another look at the few pieces of paper she had written on the table, as if she had opened up a new world, she took another look, and then put it away properly.

She still doesn't know that her girl has the ability to write scripts. The problem is, she's pretty good-looking.

The next day, Zhao Huiwei was woken up directly by Yingluo. She pulled the bed curtain to one side, and light came in. After Yingluo finished her work, she said, "Girl, get up and have breakfast."

Zhao Huiwei sat up and asked, "What time is it?"

"The hour."

She rubbed her eyes and sat up. Three second-class maids in green shirts came in like a file. One of them was carrying water, one was holding a clean face towel, and the last was holding mouthwash.

"Miss, the water is here."

"Yes, I see." Zhao Huiwei responded lightly.

Yingluo put her clothes on, and when she finished, she stared at her and ate her breakfast, then asked, "Miss, it's time to start writing."

Zhao Huiwei: "..."

She glanced at Yingluo silently, and walked into the study under her earnest gaze.

So in the next few days, Zhao Huiwei didn't leave the house, and worked hard to write a book, so she didn't notice, and she didn't see Shen Mingnan for several days.

Five hundred miles away from the outskirts of the capital.

Shen Mingnan was wearing a black corset with red edges and moire patterns, and his black hair was tied tightly with a red headband.This outfit looks very light.

The surrounding area was desolate, Shen Mingnan leaned lazily on a tree trunk, his peach blossom eyes slightly drooped, and he didn't raise them until there was a sound.

"master."

On one side are the thirteen brothers Yu Seventeen, Eighteen, and Nineteen who haven't appeared for a long time.

They clasped their fists respectfully: "Master, the old den of the Ghost Gate Sect has been found."

Shen Mingnan straightened up, his eyes were as black as ink: "Lead the way."

He felt that Cheng Yu was extremely lucky. Every time he sent someone to assassinate him, he was always a little short, and he always survived for various reasons.

And this time, it was because of the Ghost Sect.

The people he sent were caught off guard by the ghost sect, and Cheng Yu was only stabbed in the abdomen, but did not hurt his life.

　What do you want Ye Lanzhi, isn't he a cute and obedient little milk dog?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)