Hearing Qi Mu's sudden change of topic, Zhong Qingye was stunned, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his eyes involuntarily moved to Qi Mo's position.【】
Although she has known about the existence of Miss Lian for a long time, and has long known that the woman had a close relationship with Qi Mu and Qi Mo, this was the first time she heard Qi Mu mention her, and it was to Qi Mu.
Mo Zhong Qingye suddenly felt a little nervous.
But soon, she was stunned again.
Why should she be nervous??
Zhong Qingye was stunned by his question and didn't even notice the change in Qi Mo's face for a moment.
As long as you are a woman, when you fall in love with someone, you will always care about his ex to some extent. If you are smarter, you will compare them secretly. If you are not smart, you will ask your boyfriend over and over again, which one is better, you or your ex.
If Zhong Qingye asked Qi Mo this kind of question, she couldn't ask it. More importantly, Miss Lian is dead. If Qi Mo thinks Miss Lian is better, how can she compare with a dead person?
?
This distracted state lasted until Qi Mo spoke. He did not directly answer Qi Mu's words. Instead, he said coldly: "You don't need to worry about my affairs."
Qi Mu seemed to laugh and didn't say anything.
Zhong Qingye felt that at that moment her heart was tightening. Women are born with insecurities, especially when it comes to sensitive issues like a man's ex. Qi Mo's avoidance of answering made her feel a little agitated.
Uneasy, is Qi Mo still treating his sister...
Zhong Qingye stopped himself from thinking any more and turned his attention to the scene. He happened to hear Qi Mu say calmly: "Fifth brother, come out."
Qi Mo seemed stunned for a moment, and then there was a creak in the woods around him. He turned around and saw a man slowly walking out of the woods.
Zhong Qingye secretly widened his eyes and looked at the familiar man not far away in disbelief.
She had only met this man a few times, and it was five years ago. Fortunately, Zhong Qingye's memory was not bad, and he recognized this man who looked exactly like Qi Mu and Qi Mo at a glance.
man.
He is none other than the rarely seen idle prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Prince Ping Qi Yu.
Zhong Qingye's only impression of this man is that he is lazy and unruly. His favorite thing in life is to play around. Compared to the two brothers Qi Mu and Qi Mo, his purpose seems simple and ordinary. For
The government never cares about government affairs. All it cares about is whether the wine in hand today tastes good and whether the woman in his arms is charming enough.
Even when Qi Mo and Qi Mu were fighting fiercely, he never appeared. His whereabouts were a mystery and erratic, and his position was extremely subtle. He was not biased towards any one person. He was in the royal family of Northern Qi, but he seemed like
Independent from the outside world.
He would suddenly appear here. Except for Qi Mu, who had already known about it, even Qi Mo was severely surprised.
Qi Yu was still the same. He hadn't seen her for five years, and he didn't seem to have changed much. He walked up to him with a smile, called "brother", pursed his lips slightly, and said to Qi Mo: "Third brother, long time no see."
It has indeed been a long time since we last seen each other. Qi Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him with an unkind expression. "Why are you here?"
Qi Yu didn't speak, and even held a light yellow wine gourd in his hand. He pointed at Qi Mu, then raised his head and took a sip of wine from the bottle.
Qi Mo turned to Qi Mu without saying a word.
Qi Mu waved his hand and said with a smile: "I informed the fifth brother to come over. Since the game is about to end, it is time to explain what needs to be explained."
Qi Mo looked at him with a sinister look on his face, while Qi Yu remained silent. The light yellow wine gourd in his hand shook slightly, and there was a faint sound of liquid sloshing. The clear aroma of wine wafted out, and even Zhong Qingye who was hiding aside could smell it clearly.
arrive.
"It's a really good wine. It's rich in fragrance but not spicy. I used to like to drink Ner Hong which has been aged for thirty years." Qi Mu changed the topic and showed a nostalgic expression.
Qi Yu was silent for a moment, handed the wine gourd in his direction, and said calmly: "If you are alive, I will drink as much as you want."
Qi Mu laughed and waved his hand. "I have stopped drinking."
Qi Yu's face darkened, he took back his hand and took a big sip without saying anything.
"What on earth do you want to say?!" Qi Mo became impatient and said simply.
Qi Mu turned his gaze to him. After a while, his eyes gradually softened for some reason, "Yan'er, she should be in Jingyang City now. No matter how many things she has done wrong, she is still your sister after all. Take good care of her."
"What do you mean?"
Qi Mu didn't answer, but turned his eyes to Qi Yu. "Fifth brother has never really been on my side. He is just a bystander in the grudge between you and me. I hope that you can continue to maintain his position as King Ping in the future. Presumably he will also
It won’t cause any hindrance to you.”
"Qi Mu!" Qi Mo suddenly roared in a deep voice. "What the hell do you want to say?!"
Even Zhong Qingye was shocked. Qi Mo was really angry. He who never used swear words actually spoke in this tone. However, Qi Mu didn't react at all. He continued to maintain his original appearance and said slowly.
Come.
"Those soldiers... forget it, you will find out when you return to the camp, so I won't say anything."
Qi Mu suddenly fell silent when he said this. The half-smile that had always been on his face suddenly disappeared. His face was shrouded in a layer of light gray haze, covering his face densely, and the expression on his face was unclear.
"Qi Mo." He no longer pretended to be affectionate and called his third brother by name. His voice was extremely cold. Turning around, Zhong Qingye was surprised to find that his eyes, which had always been smiling, were cold.
, the coldness spread from the bottom of his eyes unbridled, spreading everywhere.
Such a cold feeling spread a long uneasiness in Zhong Qingye's heart. Qi Mo's face changed slightly, but he did not speak. Only Qi Yu's attention was on the wine flask in his hand from beginning to end.
"You know, I've always hated you." Qi Mu said with an expression on his face, as if he was recounting an extremely common thing. "From the first time I saw you, in the school, to meeting Lian'er, to
Later, and finally until now, I have always hated you, and I hate you more and more, and I want to kill you!"