Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

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Gan Qinhu was full of question marks, and almost blurted out, "My lord, do you have a problem with your sense of taste?"

"Why not, this tea can only be tasted by someone with a story like Wang Ye."

After Qin Hao said something with a smile, he gave Mu Xue a look.

Mu Xue didn't ask any more questions, nor did she look at the Eighth Prince, she just poured three quarters of the tea for him.

The Eighth Prince picked up the tea and slowly savored it.

He didn't speak, but his demeanor and movements were like a mature and experienced tea critic.

Gan Qinhu was confused by this scene, he secretly glanced at Chen Chen beside him.

This guy also has an expression of enjoyment and endless aftertaste on his face.

Is it just me that has a problem?

Qin Hao didn't take the initiative to break the atmosphere in the gazebo either.

After the third cup of tea.

The Eighth Prince put down the teacup in his hand, the ashen look on his face was wiped away, and he said: "Life is short to drink from a cup, good tea, really good tea."

"Young Master Qin is worthy of being the Sword Master of Taiyi!"

"Xiao Wang only wished he hadn't met Mr. Qin sooner!"

Gan Qinhu looked at the Eighth Prince in astonishment, and asked weakly: "Eighth Lord, are you okay?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter!

Ha ha……

Chen Chen couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Hu, you probably weren't a general before, but you were doing your job right?"

Qin Hao also joked: "Old Ba, your friend is quite interesting."

The Eighth Prince glared at Gan Qinhu: "You are a big bastard, you are not ashamed, but I am ashamed!"

The dry capture of the tiger was ridiculed by everyone's laughter. He is a majestic general of the immortal dynasty, the old monster of Nascent Soul.

To be ridiculed by a group of juniors.

But seeing that the Eighth Prince was actually angry, there was a feeling of old tears for a while.

He held the Eighth Prince's hand tightly and said: "Eighth Lord...you...you are finally angry!"

puff...

Seeing this scene, even the three girls, who were suppressing their laughter, couldn't help laughing out loud.

This Killing intent boorish man is too cute.

The Eighth Prince had an urge to throw this guy out.

How embarrassing!

As long as you know about my autism!

This is the Fairy Pool!

How embarrassed I would be if it got out!

I also want face.

Qin Hao also stared wide-eyed when he saw the gay scene in the gay scene.

Could it be that the Eighth Prince's emotional injury is because of this?

Sure enough, Longyang is so good that no world can avoid it.

The great general and the current prince are such a macho combination.

If it was put in the previous life, there would definitely be many fairies who liked to watch trains.

Snapped!

The Eighth Prince angrily slapped Gan Qinhu's hand off: "Qihu, what are you doing?"

The implication is that there are outsiders face to face?

Dry Capture Tiger is also an old monster that has lived for nearly a hundred years.

Immediately, he reacted and sat aside as if nothing had happened.

Chen Chen patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Hu, there are many interesting places in this Sacred Heart Residence, and I will show you around."

"well……"

Gan Qinhu also knew that he had lost face just now, so he left with Chen Chen.

The Eighth Prince saw his loyal subordinate leave, but suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Could it be that I was really decadent before?

That's why he made Qinhu look like this?

He turned towards Qin Hao cupped hands and said: "Mr. Qin, this servant is rude, and I still hope that Mr. Haihan."

"It's okay, Qinhu is also my brother's buddy, so don't worry about these details."

Qin Hao said with a smile.

The Eighth Prince said: "Master Qin has a lot of them, and the little king admires them."

Swish!

Qin Hao opened the folding fan in his hand and waved it: "Old Ba, let's stop being polite. I heard Senior Brother Chen say that you came here to cure your heart disease?"

The Eighth Prince nodded subconsciously when he heard the words.

He did come here to visit Qin Hao with a hint of curiosity at first.

I didn't expect that a cup of tea made by someone beside the other party contained a bit of Dao Yun.

Let him relive the pain of the past again in a short period of time.

It was only then that I couldn't resist ordering the second and third cups.

After finishing the three cups of tea, all the pain in his heart was exhausted.

For a while, there was a feeling of emptiness, and I wanted to talk to someone.

"Master Qin laughed, I came to Yaoxian City this time to cut off love."

"There are 80,000 characters in the world, but only love characters hurt people the most."

Qin Hao waved the folding fan in his hand and talked eloquently:

"In my opinion, the best antidote to completely heal emotional injuries has two flavors."

"Good poetry!"

The Eighth Prince suddenly became interested. Although he couldn't forget his beloved wife, he also wanted to get out of the grief. Cupped hands said:

"I also ask Mr. Qin for advice."

Qin Hao stopped the Eighth Prince's salute with the folding fan in his hand:

"Don't rush to call me sir."

"In my opinion, time and love are the best antidote to emotional injury, but it takes a long time. I can't help you completely heal in this period of time."

When the Eighth Prince heard what Qin Hao said, there was no anger on his face, nor did he feel that he had been cheated.

If Qin Hao really said that he could heal his emotional wounds in a few days, he would be a real liar.

Doesn't that mean that his affection for these years is all fake?

"Mr. Qin is outspoken, and Lao Ba admires it, but listening to what Mr. Qin said, it seems that there are other ways?"

Swish!

Qin Hao tightened the folding fan in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I have a way to help you untangle your heart in a short time."

"Please also, Mr. Qin, enlighten me."

The Eighth Prince looked at Qin Hao expectantly like a young man who was just getting started, for fear of being rejected by the other party.

The storage ring on Qin Hao's hand shone slightly, and a jug of wine appeared in his hand.

He put the wine jar on the table and made a gesture of invitation; "Please."

The Eighth Prince looked at Qin Hao suspiciously, and asked tentatively, "Sir, do you mean to drink away your worries?"

It's not that he hasn't tried this method.

But for a Nascent Soul cultivator like him, wine is simply not intoxicating.

And the more you drink, the more sober you become, the harder it is to forget your own wife.

After the alcohol disappeared, the whole person became even more decadent.

Qin Hao said with a smile: "Ordinary wine can't open your heart knot, but this wine can let you relive old dreams."

"Isn't that lying to yourself?"

The Eighth Prince asked back.

"Theoretically so."

After Qin Hao admitted, he paused and continued:

"But you are going to meet her soon, is it possible that you want to use your most embarrassing side to meet her?

Let her know that you are having a bad time, let her pity you, let her give you a love? "

This series of questions directly confused the Eighth Prince. He froze in place, looking at the jar of wine in front of him and fell into deep contemplation...