These two aristocratic young men, black and white, who else could Zhang Qingjiu be if they weren't Chu Lan?
Looking at the swaggering back, Feng Zhi thought about it, and thought about it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back. Taking advantage of the gap between Chu Lan and another guard to talk, he came closer to Zhang Qingjiu, "You don't plan to
Let’s go directly to the Zhenguo Duke’s Mansion?”
With the number of people they have now, each one is as skilled as ten, which is like hitting a stone with an egg.
Zhang Qingjiu turned to look at him, a hint of cunning flashed in his black jewel-like eyes, "Why are you still so honest?"
Feng Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth and pretended not to realize that "reality" was tantamount to "stupid", "Then what are you doing?"
"I heard that Qianzhou has a lot of authentic dim sum." Zhang Qingjiu raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Chu Lan who was walking towards him after giving instructions, and skipped over, "Let's go find something to eat.
stop?"
"Okay." Chu Lan turned to look at her and nodded without any hesitation.
After receiving the agreement, Zhang Qingjiu smiled at the corners of his eyes and brows. He took Chu Lan's hand and walked towards the largest restaurant in Qianzhou.
Feng Zhi felt depressed, but he could only grit his teeth and follow.
But halfway through, Feng Zhi suddenly discovered that there seemed to be fewer of them.
At that moment, he didn't care that Zhang Qingjiu was still there and stepped forward in a panic, "Your Highness, we are missing four people."
No wonder he was so focused on Zhang Qingjiu that he didn't even notice that their person was missing!
"No problem." As soon as Feng Zhi said these words, two voices in unison sounded in front of him.
Chu Lan glanced at Zhang Qingjiu, a faint smile flashed in her eyes, and gave Feng Zhi a dispensable answer: "They have their own affairs."
After Chu Lan said this, Feng Zhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was confused, he knew that he didn't need to ask any more questions.
The sunset sets in the west, and the glow becomes brilliant.
From the window of the restaurant, Feng Zhi looked at the man who was still holding tea and sipping it. He also specifically asked himself to get a book of local dialects in Qianzhou. At this moment, he was reading with gusto and sighed quietly in his heart.
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What kind of medicine is she selling in this gourd?
Just as I was thinking about it, a "hissing" sound suddenly came from the table next to me.
Looking at the little black snake swaying its tail while eating the snacks he brought from the restaurant, Feng Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth and rolled his eyes secretly.
Really, every master has his own gadgets. How many days have passed? Even snakes have learned to bully others.
But His Highness still acquiesces to all this.
"Here we come." Just when Feng Zhi was filled with emotion, Zhang Qingjiu suddenly put down the storybook in his hand.
Feng Zhi was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "What's coming?"
Zhang Qingjiu didn't look at him, he just smiled and looked at the person sitting opposite him who was also holding a book, "Are you leaving?"
"Well." Chu Lan slowly put down the booklet in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Qingjiu, pondered for a while, and suddenly frowned, "You..."
"Don't even think about leaving me, I have to do this." Zhang Qingjiu knew what he was going to say without waiting for Chu Lan to finish speaking, and pulled up his sleeve with his left hand.
Are you kidding me? Why can't she take part in the trouble caused by that old man?
"Ajiu." Chu Lan narrowed her eyes.
"Don't say it, it's impossible." Zhang Qingjiu glanced at the man opposite, snorted slightly, raised his right hand, "Small plate."
Hearing this call, the little black snake, which had started shaking its head and stopped eating cakes when Zhang Qingjiu and Chu Lan started talking, raised its tail and swooped into her sleeve.
Then, he stuck out half of his head and stared at Chu Lan with his green vertical pupils.
After looking at the person opposite, and then at the little black snake with the same eyes as hers, Chu Lan finally sighed and said in a helpless and doting voice, "That's it."
With her temperament, if she really wants to go, who can stop her?
After receiving Chu Lan's approval, Zhang Qingjiu raised the corners of his lips and felt instantly satisfied.
Feng Zhi watched all this from the side, his eyes clear, but his heart was confused. What kind of riddle was this?
Until, a large group of people came to the mansion where Lord Zhen Guo lived in Qianzhou without any cover. Feng Zhi looked at Zhang Qingjiu with wide eyes.
Dare I ask, what is the difference between going now and going in the morning?
Shouldn't they just add a snake to these few people?
Why does she still say she is real? Can she do something "unreal"?
"Don't look at me like that." Zhang Qingjiu didn't even frown. He turned around and said calmly, "Have you ever heard of a saying, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, murders and arson are committed?"
Feng Zhi was startled.
"Don't doubt it, it's you who answered." Looking at Feng Zhi's depressed look, Zhang Qingjiu smiled brightly, "Go and call the door."
"Me?" Feng Zhi was suddenly startled, with a hint of disbelief on his face.
Zhang Qingjiu nodded.
"Your Highness..."
Chu Lan glanced at Zhang Qingjiu, her eyes somewhat helpless, but she finally nodded towards Feng Zhi, "Go ahead."
Unable to stop the wind, I had no choice but to move forward with my scalp on my head.
After he had taken a few steps away, Chu Lan's sighing voice sounded from behind, "Why do you have to tease him all the time."
"What else?" Zhang Qingjiu seemed stunned for a moment and raised his eyebrows, "Are you kidding me?"
Chu Lan: "..."
Feng Zhi: "..."
Although Chu Lan lowered his voice, Zhang Qingjiu was not "on the same frequency". With such a small distance, the conversation between the two fell into Feng Zhi's ears word for word.
Either he had been suppressed by Zhang Qingjiu for too long, or he was too angry at the conversation just now, so Feng Zhi's force in slamming the door suddenly became three times stronger than before.
A questioning voice soon came from the door, seemingly impatient, "Who is it?!"
After all, Feng Zhi was the person close to Chu Lan, and he suffered in front of Zhang Qingjiu again and again. He was not necessarily polite in front of others, and immediately snorted coldly: "His Royal Highness came to Qianzhou, and asked the Duke of Zhen to come out to pick him up."
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Not far away, Zhang Qingjiu's eyes lit up when he heard Feng Zhi's tone, and he said excitedly: "That's right! This is the momentum!"
Feng Zhi wanted to say more, but when he heard this sentence, his breath almost caught in his throat. He suddenly felt that he was being plotted again?
"Huh? Why did you stop?" The person behind him was still talking, with a tone that said, "Just watch the fun as much as possible without it being a big deal," "Think about the small plate, I can even borrow it.
You are using Chu Lan’s power to bully others!”
Feng Zhi was startled, as he didn't understand that the slander he had held in his heart today had been revealed to her again, and his face turned red instantly.
But before he could come to his senses, there was a burst of rapid footsteps coming from inside the closed door.
Then the door opened, and a pair of feet without shoes stepped out in a hurry, almost colliding with Feng Zhi, who was still standing at the door.
The Duke of Zhen Guo glanced at Feng Zhi's red face and quickly knelt down and bowed to Chu Lan: "I don't know that Your Highness came to Qianzhou and was not welcomed from afar. Please forgive me for your sins!"
Not far away, Zhang Qingjiu looked at the obviously panicked Zhen Guo Gong, raised the corners of his mouth, secretly pulled Chu Lan's sleeves, and lowered his voice: "Look, Feng Zhi's change of face is so effective, go back and you
You have to praise him."
Today, she had no intention of playing any roundabout tactics with the Duke of Zhen.
What I want is to force him to jump over the wall.