Fu Xueyan is here? What a time!
Qiao Wei took a look at the eldest disciple, who was bewildered, as if he was still guessing whether Miss Fu was the daughter of Prince Mu's Mansion
Although there is no evidence right now, if Fu Xueyan is really the mysterious black hand and she bumps into the eldest disciple here, the eldest disciple will definitely be in danger.
Now that they are on the same boat, she doesn't want anything to happen to the eldest disciple.
Ji Mingxiu had the same idea as Qiao Wei, and exchanged a look with Qiao Wei. Qiao Wei opened the window and signaled the eldest disciple to jump out of the window.
The big disciple didn't understand why he walked through the window if he didn't leave the well-maintained door
Qiao Wei didn't have time to explain to him, so she dragged him over and threw him out of the window. The eldest disciple was thrown out of the back door of Qinglianju, patted the dust on his body depressed, and left with a dark face!
Just as Qiao Wei closed the window, Fu Xueyan came over with a food box: "I bought some white sugar cakes, and I want to bring them here for you to try."
Qiao Wei secretly said that it was dangerous, if she took a step slower, she would see the eldest disciple.
"What's wrong with you? Your face is so red?" Fu Xueyan stretched out her cold hand and covered Qiao Wei's forehead.
Qiao Wei dodged subconsciously.
Fu Xueyan froze for a moment, her slender hands froze in the air.
Qiao Wei realized that her repulsion was a bit weird, she quickly raised her smiling face, touched her forehead and said, "It's all sweat, don't get your hands dirty. By the way, what did you just say you bought?"
"White sugar cake." Fu Xueyan opened the food box, took out a portion and handed it to Qiao Wei, "I don't know if you like it or not."
Qiao Wei shook the paper bag in her hand and said with a smile, "I like it, thank you very much!"
Fu Xueyan said: "Then I will go first."
Qiao Wei smiled: "Yes!"
Fu Xueyan took the food box and went to the house of the leader.
Qiao Wei and Ji Mingxiu left the study room and came to the corridor. The door was ajar. From their perspective, they couldn't see the scene in the room, but they could hear their conversation.
"Oh, do you still remember coming back? You left without a word, I thought you were back in Yeluo!"
It was the voice of the lord leader with a strange voice.
Fu Xueyan replied softly: "Didn't you say you wanted white sugar cake yesterday? I'll go and buy it for you. It's from the time-honored store on Changliu Street. It took a long time to get in."
The corner of Qiao Wei's mouth twitched, and she bet a tael of silver, the little bum couldn't stand such sugar-coated bullets!
Sure enough, the leader's tone softened: "Have you gone to Bai Tang Cake? Why are you still going by yourself? Call me."
"I saw that you were still sleeping, so I didn't wake you up." Fu Xueyan said.
Qiao Wei took a deep breath, and she didn't need to look to know that Xiao Erhuo's face that was originally black as charcoal was already trembling with laughter.
There was a joyful voice from the leader in the room: "You can eat it too. The white sugar cake of this time-honored brand is the best. It is sweet but not greasy, and there is a faint scent of osmanthus..."
Qiao Wei stared at the sky speechlessly, you men from the Ji family...
It was a quarter of an hour after Fu Xueyan came out from the master's room. As soon as she returned to Xiaoyuxuan, Qiao Wei followed with a piece of clothing on her back.
"Ma'am." Xiuqin greeted with a smile.
Qiao Wei smiled slightly, looked at Fu Xueyan inside and said, "I didn't disturb your lady, did I?"
"No, madam, please." Xiuqin welcomed Qiao Wei into the room, and made a pot of Longjing for Qiao Wei.
Qiao Wei looked at the teacup in front of her, somehow thought of the tea made by the eldest disciple, and asked with a smile: "I heard that the tea you eat in Yeluo is different from that in Zhongyuan?"
Xiuqin smiled and said, "It's really different, but my lady has admired the culture of the Central Plains since she was a child, and she also drinks tea from the Central Plains."
Ah, I have admired the Central Plains culture since I was a child...
Qiao Wei picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Fu Xueyan sat over: "What's the matter?"
Qiao Wei smiled: "Nothing else, I just came to see you. I have been busy dealing with Concubine Rong recently, and I have ignored you. How are you? Are you okay?"
Fu Xueyan said politely: "I have nothing wrong with you, I have troubled you."
Qiao Wei said bluntly: "It should be, who made you pregnant with the flesh and blood of the Ji family? From now on, we will be sisters-in-law! Your son is born and you have to call me auntie!"
Fu Xueyan's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Qiao Wei glanced at her calmly, her eyes fell on her slightly protruding belly, and said, "It's been five months?"
"En." Fu Xueyan nodded slightly.
Qiao Wei said: "The weather is cold, and you wear thick clothes, but it doesn't show your bosom so much. If it's summer, you won't be able to hide your stomach. Are you still planning to tell Ming Ye?"
Fu Xueyan paused: "...it will take a while."
Qiao Wei's eyes moved, she opened the brocade box she brought over, took out a white silver fox cloak and said, "This is what Bi'er just went to Xiulou to marry a few days ago, I think the color matches you well, you Try it on and see if it fits."
Fu Xueyan put the cloak on her body, stood up, and it was a little longer.
Qiao Wei's eyes fell on her stomach again, wearing a cloak, she really couldn't tell she was pregnant!
Qiao Wei took the cloak back to Qinglianju, Ji Mingxiu sat behind the desk, saw her come in, put down the ancient book she was reading, and asked, "How's the test going?"
Qiao Wei sat down on the chair, and said listlessly: "The more I try, the more I feel that it's her..."
Originally, she thought that Fu Xueyan was pregnant, and it was not easy to pretend, but she never thought that wearing a cloak could completely cover her pregnant belly, so was she really the one who shot her that day
Are those familiar eyes also hers
He couldn't remember what those eyes looked like at all, but only remembered the familiar feeling that lingered in his heart at that time.
Ji Mingxiu looked at her bitter and bitter look, and said softly: "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it."
"Well." Qiao Wei threw the cloak on the chair. This cloak was originally made for her mother. Her figure is taller than Fu Xueyan's, so it naturally doesn't fit Fu Xueyan's body.
"What are you looking at?" Qiao Wei asked Xiang Ji Mingxiu.
Ji Mingxiu said: "I took some books from the forbidden area, and there are some records about Ye Luo's dead soldiers. I'll take a look."
Speaking of the dead man, Qiao Wei thought of Shiqi, and asked doubtfully, "Why haven't I seen Shiqi for so long? Where did he go?"
"He's retreating." Ji Mingxiu said.
Qiao Wei was stunned: "Why is he retreating? Is he injured?"
He Lanqing had been hit by the Ye Ming Gu. In order to suppress the Gu poison, she would retreat for several months every year, and Ji Mingxiu was about to retreat. In my impression, retreat is healing.
Ji Mingxiu smiled and said, "He's practicing. His skills have improved a bit recently, and there is a faint tendency to break through. I asked Ji Wushuang to bring him back to the villa."
Qiao Wei thought for a while, and asked curiously: "He is already so powerful, what will happen if he breaks through again? Will he become the king of ghosts?"
Ji Mingxiu couldn't help but laugh: "Ghost king is not so easy. For so many years, no dead man has been able to become a ghost king normally. Although Qi Qi is very talented, he must rely on extraordinary means to improve his skills to become a ghost king. Even so, there is no guarantee of absolute success."
For hundreds of years, there have been many dead men who wanted to take poison and become the ghost king, but only Concubine Rong's concubine was the one who really succeeded.
Qiao Wei originally thought that it would be great if there was a little ghost king, so that all Yeluo's dead soldiers would not be their opponents, but when she thought that the premise of doing this was that Shiqi had to take poison, she still didn't want it.
Fatty will be sad.
"How powerful will it become after the seventeenth retreat?"
Ji Mingxiu said: "If you're lucky, you'll probably be able to approach infinitely close to the skill of a dead warrior with long swords."
The long-sword dead warrior is the highest level dead warrior under the ghost king. It is impossible for anyone to practice hard for ten or twenty years. It is really surprising that he has almost reached this level of skill at the age of seventeen or fifteen.
Qiao Wei looked at her fist, when she can do it in seconds, those bastards will be fine!
Maybe she needs a... retreat
"you are pregnant."
The Prime Minister understood her thoughts, and reminded her very seriously.
Qiao Wei grabbed a pillow and threw it over, you are pregnant! You are pregnant everywhere! Your whole family is pregnant! Your daughter-in-law is also pregnant!
Ma Dan, isn't she his daughter-in-law...
Lord Prime Minister: "Heh, I've been pregnant for three years."
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Bi'er is not here, Chan'er and Yan'er can't figure it out. Look at little fat man Shu. When Qiao Wei went to the next door, little fat man was running around the room with his bare buttocks. Didn't catch it.
Just as Wang Shuta ran past the door, Qiao Wei grabbed her arm, lifted her up, and pushed her into the bathtub.
The little fat man took a bath aggrieved, went to bed very sad, covered his head with the quilt, and ignored Qiao Wei.
Qiao Wei put out the candle and walked out of the house.
Wang Shu quietly pulled down the quilt, revealing a round head, glanced at his mother's disappearing back, and carefully took out the candy in his purse.
"No candy!"
Wang Shu was taken aback, mother was not in the room anymore, did you know she was stealing sweets
"Did you hear that? Put down the candy!"
Wang Shu obediently put the sugar back into her purse, but she didn't give up, and took out a piece of shortbread more carefully.
"No pie, either."
Wang Shu's little meaty hand shook, and the shortbread fell to the ground!
She got out of bed to pick it up.
"Are you still out of bed? Lie back for me!"
The little fat man lay back on the bed in shock!
In the master's room, Qiao Wei looked at the sesame candies and peach shortbreads that had just been confiscated, and the master who was about to run away from home after a disagreement: "What? I didn't let you spend the night there, so you returned it to me? "
"I... I don't want to sleep with him!" The leader looked at the third highness who was drooling in sleep, and rolled his eyes guiltily.
Qiao Wei narrowed her eyes coldly, did she not want to sleep with her cousin, or did she want to sneak away to sleep with Fu Xueyan? The stinky boy has grown all his hair, and he has learned how to crawl on the bed in the middle of the night!
But Fu Xueyan is full of suspicion now, how can she rest assured to let him go? Just his two brains are not enough to put people's teeth between them.
"Who don't you want to sleep with?" Qiao Wei looked at him fiercely, raised her hand, and slowly squeezed her fist in front of his face.
The fists were clenched and rattled, as if someone's joints had been crushed.
The leader confessed in a second, and crawled back on the bed in a desperate manner. Not only did he crawl back, but he also took the big arms and long legs of the Third Highness, and put them on his body in a very friendly manner. It can be said that the attitude of admitting counsel is very correct. !