Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 89
That night.

Painting also Pavilion.

Feng Qing was sitting on a chair in a black robe, and the chair in front of her was Cang Wu in blue.

"How is things going?" Feng Qingchi carefully played with the sapphire porcelain cup in his hand, and slowly looked at it under the light yellow halo, with a very careless expression.

Cangwu smiled brightly, leaning on the chair and said: "It's all done! It's just that Shi Ye seems unwilling and wants to find out the identity of the pavilion master." Although Shi Ye has left yesterday, it doesn't mean that Anyang City doesn't have him. people stay.

Of course, he was also very curious about the identity of the Pavilion Master, but he believed that the Pavilion Master would tell him when the time came.

"It's okay." Then he put down the cup and ordered lightly, "Get ready, finish everything in Anyang City, and leave in a few days."

When he heard that he was going to leave Anyang City, Cang Wu's face became even more joyful, "Yes." He could go to the Imperial Capital to join Juliu immediately.

After finishing everything here, he can go to Liu Liu!
After ordering everything, Feng Qingchi walked away slowly under the moonlight as if saying something.

When passing by Xia Su, a cyan figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qing frowned, his voice was as indifferent as ever.

Yan Luo wore a sky-blue shirt, with a clear appearance, and a delicate face like snow jade without any blemish, showing a bit of laziness and narrow charm, and a pair of Liu eyes quietly looked at the black figure in front of him, " Why don't we talk in another place?"

Following Yanluo's gaze, Feng Qingchi saw Xihualou not far away, and nodded.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Clover Yao paused slightly while making tea, and when he saw Feng Qingchi in a black cloak, his indifferent expression suddenly turned to anger, "You...you...you are the one that night the man in black?"

Feng Qingchi naturally recognized that Muyao was the person who was tied to the tree by her that night, and smiled lightly, with a hint of playfulness in his voice, "It's really hard for you to remember me."

Hearing what Feng Qingchi said, Mu Yao's face became even more angry, and when he was about to speak, Yan Luo interrupted him, "Mu Yao, you go down first."

Clover Yao instantly recovered his usual indifference, said yes, and then left the room, and when he closed the door, he even shot Feng Qingchi a glance.It was this person who caused him to be laughed at by Jun Ming for so long.

"Hehe..." Feng Qingchi smiled lightly, his voice was very peaceful, "Your little guard is quite interesting!"

Yan Luo sat down on the chair, made a cup of tea for Feng Qingchi, and also made a cup of tea for himself, his half-smile eyes fell on Feng Qingchi, "But why do I think it's not as interesting as Fifth Miss! "

"Oh!" Deliberately prolonging the end of the sound, it became a bit more evil, and he took off the hood on his head with one hand, revealing a flawless face with impeccably beautiful features, dark long hair The hair flows down the shoulders, and under the cover of the clear yellow light, the beauty is somewhat dreamlike and unreal.

Looking at the person in front of him, even though he was used to the beauty's words, his eyes were full of indescribable amazement. He held a playful and playful look at Shang Fengqing, and there was a hint of embarrassment in his eyes, and then his expression changed, and he returned to his previous laziness. Lan Qingmei, "The first time I saw you was there."

The wooden table is close to the window, as long as you slightly raise your head and look sideways, you can see the entrance of Xia Su, which is in front of the stone gate where Feng Qingchi killed people.

Feng Qingchi smiled faintly, and rubbed the exquisite cup in his hand playfully, "Could it be that Zuo Xiang made an appointment with me just to recall those things?"

Withdrawing his eyes without any trace, he looked at Feng Qingchi lightly, "Of course it's not about those things, I just want to know when Fifth Miss will leave Anyang City?"

After pondering for a moment, he opened his mouth slowly, "If there is no accident, it will be three days later."

Yan's fingers with well-articulated joints were slightly curved, and he gently stroked his smooth chin, leaned closer, and blinked lightly at Feng Qingchi, with an indescribable charm in his expression, "Then when the time comes, I will wait for you." you."

Feng Qingchi rolled her eyes with half of her face darkened, wishing she could slap away the incomparably beautiful face in front of her with her hands, and said in a cool voice: "Don't speak in such an ambiguous tone." She obviously never taught Yan Luo such things before, I really don't know who I learned from?
"Hehe..." Yan Luo just smiled lowly, and after a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth, "Why are you going to Yanfeng?"

Why go to Yanfeng? !

Feng Qing's clear and watery eyes were also stained with confusion, and she smiled wryly in her heart. Originally, it was only because there were people in Dijing that she couldn't let go, so she went back to take a look and left, but from the killers who assassinated Ahen last time, they probably knew about Dijing. These years will not be too comfortable, so I have to find out and see how deep the water is!

Thinking of Yan Luo asking herself, the confusion in her eyes was instantly replaced by indifference, and she answered flatly: "Yanfeng is the imperial capital, the most prosperous place in the world, I'll go and have a look."

Yan Luo obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't expose it. He just looked at the other party with a slight smile, "The imperial capital is really prosperous. If the time comes, Miss Wu can come to my house to live temporarily if you don't mind." Then he added with a smile, "Of course , 100 taels a night, and 150 taels for meals.”

Feng Qingzhi twitched his brows slightly when he added in his own words, and at the end the corners of his mouth twitched, and he gave him a sideways look, "What? Are you short of money?"

Yan Luo shook her head, still smiling lazily, "There is no shortage, but who would think there is too little money! And..." After a pause, his eyes suddenly darkened a little, full of narrowness, "It is possible to earn money for the fifth lady. I'm happy with the money."

Feng Qingchi: "..."

　Haha, our Young Master Yan is a money fan!
　　However, Mr. Yan, are you sure you won't regret it in the future if you are so clear to us now?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)