When Wei Ci received the hint from Yang Si, he carefully recalled what he said just now, and the blood on his cheeks faded.
It seems... just said something that shouldn't have been said.
He tried to open his mouth to change the subject, but his lips twitched for a while, and he couldn't even utter a word, as if a pair of invisible hands were pinching his throat, forcing him to swallow the next words back to his stomach. An unspeakable feeling spread up from the toes, straight to the brain.
Jiang Pengji crossed her arms around her chest, leaning halfway against the corridor, and her eyes fell towards Wei Ci with a bit of sharp scrutiny.
Yang Si keenly felt the change in the atmosphere, and swallowed nervously, always feeling that the aura between the two was a little weird.
It stands to reason that Wei Ci was loyal, and was accidentally heard by the lord. Shouldn't she be happy as the lord
In the same way, Wei Ci expresses loyalty, and just happened to be heard by the client. Even if he is not shy, it can't be fear, right
The result
Yang Si felt that he seemed to smell an unusual breath.
Jiang Pengji looked back and said to Wei Ci, "I happened to be passing by, you guys continue to talk about you."
After speaking, she simply turned around.
At this time, Wei Ci realized that Jiang Pengji was wearing straw sandals instead of clogs, no wonder she was walking like floating without making any sound.
It wasn't until Jiang Pengji's figure disappeared from view that Wei Ci stepped down his shoulders in frustration, and the two eyebrows collapsed slightly.
He weakly said to Yang Si, "Let's borrow it."
Yang Si wanted Wei Ci to fall, but finally held back.
"What happened to you and the lord?" Yang Si struggled for a while, and his eyebrows gathered together, "I see you and the lord, it's a little weird."
Strange, this is still a euphemism. To put it more bluntly, are these two people having an affair in private
There was a cat scratching in his heart, and it tickled his heart.
Wei Ci rubbed her brows with a headache and glanced, "What's so strange?"
Yang Si pinched his chin and glanced at Wei Ci from time to time, "Could it be that my guess was correct before, you really have some nasty thoughts about your lord? Or, does the lord mean the same to you? Although now The male style prevails, and the world does not have much resistance to this kind of thing, but you are six years apart, and you are in a relationship between monarchs and ministers, this matter... It's not easy to handle... "
As he spoke, Yang Si rubbed his hands together.
Wei Ci was so angry that his head was smoking, and Yang Si still came up with bad ideas.
"Otherwise, Zixiao, you can still find someone to marry. If you're worried about your destiny, you can take a concubine. At least there is a woman by your side. Harmony between yin and yang is the right way, don't take the water route, but take the dry route... He is older than the lord and has different honors and inferiors. It is disrespectful to never be inferior. If you really want to force it, why don't you go down... It hurts!" Halfway through Yang Si's words, Wei Ci rewarded him with an elbow that was neither light nor heavy. , Yang Si was caught off guard, his face was tangled, "Sneak attack shameless."
Wei Ci snorted and raised her eyebrows.
"Take a walk in the martial arts field?"
What kind of water and dry road, this guy speaks a yellow accent, he doesn't know how to restrain himself, he knows more than that prodigal son Fengzhen.
Even though Yang Si is still alone nine out of twenty, his private life is quite rich.
Yang Si sucked in a breath of cold air and grinned.
"Let's go, I kindly advise you, you don't appreciate it and you slap it..."
Today I have to teach Wei Ci how to be a man!
When he arrived at the martial arts training ground, Yang Si took out his loops, rolled up his sleeves, and drew his sword at Wei Ci, who also responded.
Not long after, Jiang Pengji received news that two counselors were fighting in the martial arts field.
Not only Jiang Pengji was dumbfounded, but the audience in the live broadcast room was also dumbfounded.
[Duck wings with orange flavor]: No... Did I hear it wrong? How did Yang Si and Wei Ci fight? Are they not literati
[Spicy Rabbit Leg]: #Pick nose, who told you that literati can't fight? Do you think that the literati of this era are the same as those after the Song Dynasty in China. A gentleman learns all the six arts, and riding, arching and swordsmanship is also a compulsory course.
[Chicken Feet in Sauce]: I think what misunderstandings do you have about the literati? The ancient literati were basically both civil and military. For example, my idol, Li Bai, is a real swordsman master and a martial arts supreme! Think about it, how chaotic the ancient society was, and people who sneer and jeer can still jump around outside, how could they not fight? Otherwise, he would have been crushed to death already? Therefore, it is normal for the Cimei people to fight.
[Country bumpkin]: I shivered and asked not to mention it upstairs. When I talk about Li Bai, I think of the fear of being dominated by Li Bai's Daqinglianzi sword. At the time of land reclamation, every time there were three parallel swords, each blowing up a group. , God Li Bai picked 25 without panting.
[Three Parallel Swords]: No, you are all crooked, right? Cimei and Yang Si got into a fight, will they be okay
At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room remembered the focus of the matter, and they called Jiang Pengji to resolve the conflict between the two, don't play good or bad.
Jiang Pengji held her cheek lazily with a lazy expression without motivation.
"Two chickens pecking at each other, what can happen?"
150,000 viewers: "… "
Heartbroken, my lord!
Vegetable chicken…
No, Wei Ci and Yang Si had passed dozens of swords and shadows, and Yang Si barely managed to win by half.
He likes eating but not sports, and his swordsmanship is naturally unfamiliar.
Even though Wei Ci released the water like a flood, he was still sweating profusely.
After a fight, he panted like a dog.
On the other hand, Wei Ci's face is not red and his heart is not beating... No, who is the sick seedling!
"Zixiao, honestly, what happened to you and the lord?"
Wei Ci put the sword back into the scabbard and said casually, "What can I have with her?"
"You're just stubborn, do you really think I'm looking at my eyes? You're not the only smart person in this world. Others have bright eyes." Yang Si gasped, recalling the conversation he had with Jiang Pengji that day. He said earnestly, "Nothing is the best. The lord is young and his temperament is uncertain. If you are curious and touch the masculine style for a while, you will be guilty of a big sin. But I heard the lord say that he seems to have a sweetheart."
After hearing this, Wei Ci froze in place, her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, making it difficult to move.
sweetheart
Yang Si babbled and repeated Jiang Pengji's words that day, hoping to use reality to eliminate possible hidden dangers.
Whether it is from the position of the lord or Wei Ci, it is very dangerous for these two to develop a relationship other than the monarch and the minister.
First, Wei Ci is six years older, and the world will only say that the lord is young and ignorant, Wei Ci is flattering and flattering, shamelessly hooking up with teenagers, and his nature is depraved. The two could have been a king and a minister for a lifetime, and it was a good talk, why should they bear the infamy of the ages
Second, the lord already has a girl he likes in his heart. Wei Ci can't stop now, and he won't even have to do it in the future.
Out of concern for his friends, Yang Si felt that it would be better to kill the cradle regardless of whether the two had such signs or not.
But... why doesn't it work
At first, Wei Ci's face was still a little blue, but as Yang Si spoke, it gradually turned into embarrassment, with a thin blush hanging on it.
Yang Si: "…"
Something seems wrong