Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"engagement?"

Hearing this, he tilted his head and looked back, opening his squinted eyes a little, "You mean that sick man?"

Sick Yangzi is full of sickliness, which is actually not very likable, but... he has a nice face, and he quite likes it.

So, when he talks about her, he cheers up a bit.

"Isn't it true that we haven't gotten married yet? That little sick girl is only a little old and not yet old." He didn't care, "Do you want me to go and play with her?"

He actually thought that he was afraid that she would be angry to death.

As expected, Sun Muzhen slapped him again on the shoulder, "What are you playing for!?"

"I say this because I want you to spend more time with other girls and cultivate your relationship. Don't just hang out with random people all day long!"

"Look at you like this, you're not in a hurry at all. Do you know what your brother is doing now? He and Miss Yun often meet, and their relationship is already very deep. If you continue like this, you will fall behind!"

Although there was no comparison in this kind of thing, Sun Muzhen just wanted him to pay attention to it and not ignore the destined person who could help him win the throne.

If Pei Guanlan reacts and wants to steal someone from her, then she will take the initiative and Pei Guanlan will not be able to steal her even if he wants to.

"I'm serious, get up! Sit tight!"

"Pa—" Another slap came down.

Qi Mingze's shoulder hurt from being beaten by her, and he groaned a few times, "Mother, it hurts!!"

"It hurts, why don't you sit still!?"

"...Oh, I know, I know, I know!"

He stood up immediately, rubbed his shoulders, and said with an unhappy face, "I'll just go, okay?"

"Don't just go, don't act like this when you go, it will make people laugh!"

"...I know..." It's really a long-winded statement.

he muttered.

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At noon, the fourth prince, who had been waiting for his uncle until his legs and feet were numb, was finally able to leave.

The moment he stood up, facing the two people who had been suffering for a long time, they finally relaxed.

Yun Niao, whose limbs ached from sitting down, also stood up.

"uncle."

The fourth prince Qi Lin saluted Pei Tingwen, who had arrived late, and Yun Niao followed suit.

"Master Pei."

Mr. Pei, who arrived belatedly, has a white face and black clothes, a long body and a tall body. He has one hand on his back and a calm and calm expression.

I don’t know where I just went.

The vague smell on his body seemed to be... Yun Niao hadn't had time to smell it carefully.

"Miss Yun, it's getting late, Lin'er should go back."

Pei Tingwen lowered his head symbolically and said, "I won't bother you this time. If you have anything else to say to Lin'er, I'll leave it for next time."

"...Your Majesty, you are too polite to bother me. Your Majesty and His Majesty are here. How can I be intrusive?"

Yun Niao returned the gift again.

"It's already noon, why don't Your Highness and Your Excellency have a meal before leaving?"

"No," Pei Tingwen patted Qi Lin on the shoulder, "Lin'er still has homework to make up when he goes back, so he won't stay here."

After all, homework matters.

After waiting for a long time, Qi Lin comforted himself that he could do less homework for a long time: "..."

Still need to make up? ? ?

His mood suddenly became even less wonderful.

After leaving Yun Mansion and bidding farewell to the Yun family, he endured it until he got into the car. Finally, he couldn't help it and said, "Uncle..."

"No need to make up for your homework, just have a good rest today."

As if she knew what he wanted to say, Pei Tingwen interrupted him calmly.

Qi Lin's eyes lit up instantly, "Seriously?"