Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 638 Disguise as a man: My uncle is a ghost (58)

Qinghun Rainbow fart was interrupted by him impatiently before he finished filming.

"Tell me, how does this king compare to that Zhang Wanjun?"

This time, Qinghun was dumbfounded.

Did he hear it wrong?

The master is compared with Zhang Wanjun?

This is the dignified King Heng of Great Yan, and the other is just the daughter of the Minister of the Household.

There is absolutely no comparison!

Ye Nanfeng saw Qinghun hesitating, "Why, this king is not as good as that Zhang Wanjun?"

"No, no, my subordinates just think that Zhang Wanjun is just a girl, and at most she is a female celebrity. How can you be compared with your master?"

Ye Nanfeng's fingertips like bamboo shoots slid across the graceful lower jaw, and the long eyelashes were drawn up, obscuring the slightly confused look in the dark blue underneath.

After a few seconds of silence, he said leisurely, "This king is also a little puzzled. If it is as you said, why are the rumors in the capital changing so quickly?"

Qinghun was stunned by the question again.

Rumor? What rumor?

Qinghun was stunned for a few seconds, then slapped his forehead suddenly.

He got it!

It was a rumor from His Highness the Seventh!

He said that the master has always been indifferent to women, why did he suddenly mention that Miss Zhang family!

It turned out to be because of His Highness the Seventh!

Thinking of this, Qinghun couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Master, this subordinate knows."

Ye Nanfeng raised his brows, "Oh?"

"Master, the biggest difference between you and that Zhang Wanjun is that you are a man, while Zhang Wanjun is a woman. As a man, His Highness the Seventh Highness is naturally more accepting of love between men and women. What's more..."

The man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "What's more?"

Qinghun paused, glanced at his face, and dared to continue speaking, "What's more, His Highness Seventh Highness and Miss Zhang have been wandering around the capital every day recently, and they are very close, so it is understandable that the wind of this rumor has changed. ."

Hearing this, Ye Nanfeng's brows furrowed even tighter, and he murmured in a low voice, "Women..."

"The king knows."

Qinghun didn't understand Ye Nanfeng's meaning, but thought he was troubled by the rumor of the broken sleeve.

So I added a sentence without my eyesight, "Master, you don't have to worry, this rumor has already subsided, and the people's attention has been shifted to the Seventh Highness and Miss Zhang, and no one will spread the rumors between you. something happened."

After Qinghun finished speaking, he shivered inexplicably.

Why does it feel like a gust of yin wind suddenly got into the neck?

The sun was shining brightly outside, but he felt that the temperature had suddenly dropped several degrees, making people shiver.

Ye Nanfeng's face was as cold as a lump of ice, "Go down."

Qinghun scratched his head in confusion, and just as he walked out of the room with his forefoot, there was a loud bang behind him, and the door was slammed shut.

He was so frightened that he nearly fell off the steps.

What's the matter, master?

Did he say anything wrong...

**

And the other side.

Bai Zhen was tortured by Zhang Wanjun in the daytime.

He slept under a blanket at night.

While still holding his fingers, he waited for the results of the investigation into the assassination sent by Gong Qian seven days later.

Bai Zhen originally thought that the emperor didn't have many heirs, so even if he was angry, he would be locked up for ten days and a half months at most.

Who can imagine.

She did not wait for the outcome of the trial.

What they waited for was the news of Gong Qian's death.

Bai Zhen's whole body was a little stunned.

Gong Qian was poisoned and died in the ancestral mansion.