Chapter 431 The palace lord’s wife is male12
Everything is quiet.
Everyone looked at him, unable to recover for a long time.
Qing Wu was just stunned for a while, then sat down at his table.
"Brother Su is really good-looking, no less good-looking than me," she said with a half-smile as she stared at his delicate face.
Hearing her shameless words, the boy resisted the urge to roll his eyes, quickly wiped away the water stains and asked the young master to sit down, then picked up the mask on the ground and handed it to the young master.
Xiao Shuli reached out to take it and put it on again.
Qingwu held up his chin: "I wonder which family in the world Brother Su is?"
Xiao Shuli lowered his eyes: "He is just a wandering son with no fixed abode."
"Oh, then are you willing to come to my school? Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."
These words were spoken by Xiao Qingwu, who loves beautiful men, and they have a hidden meaning. The boy lowered his head, hiding the disgust in his eyes.
Xiao Shuli raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite him, his thin lips slightly pursed as if he was thinking.
The man's posture was casual, and his every move was filled with careless laziness and the carefreeness of a charlatan. His clean and penetrating eyes showed admiration for his appearance, but he had no evil thoughts.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long moment, he nodded: "Okay."
The clear and gentle voice came like a breeze and disappeared in the ears.
After that, Xiao Ran was a little confused about the sudden change from a two-person party to a four-person party.
She carefully approached her Palace Master and asked in a low voice: "Palace Master, are you really not going to go to Xuanni Palace to see that person named Xiao Shili?"
This is the purpose of their trip.
Qingwu tightened his collar: "I'm not going. Isn't there a martial arts competition in March? Let's see then."
She didn't deliberately avoid anyone when she spoke. Xiao Shuli, who was walking behind her, just pursed his lips after hearing this, with no strange color on his face.
When he arrived at the foot of Wuxia Mountain, Qingwu stopped and turned around to ask the two people behind him a question: "I, the Master of Qi Zhi Palace, have such a great reputation, do you really not know about me?"
The boy's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly said, "I've heard a little bit about it."
"Oh..."
Facing those calm eyes, the boy lowered his head. Somehow, it feels like all the thoughts are invisible under those eyes, which makes people feel guilty. Xiao Shuli looked forward, his face covered by the mask showing no emotion.
He said: "It's just a rumor, not credible."
The voice is flat and uneventful.
"Then you don't believe it?" Qing Wu came closer and asked with a smile.
He was slightly stunned by her sudden approach, then took half a step back, lowered his eyes and replied: "Yes, I don't believe it."
Qingwu said nothing and just looked at him with a smile.
After a few seconds, she turned around and walked towards the mountain with a calm tone: "There are many agencies on my mountain, please follow closely."
……
The news that the palace master had brought back two men quickly spread throughout the Qizhi Palace.
Everyone was secretly discussing which family the palace master had harmed again.
It's a pity that one of them is wearing a mask and can't see the whole picture. The other one is a boy who looks very ordinary. Even the sweepers in Wuxia Mountain are prettier than him.
In a quiet courtyard of Qizhi Palace.
Cheng Li was taking the tea handed over by his subordinates. When he heard the news that Xiao Qingwu had brought back two men, his hand paused for a moment before continuing to take it as if nothing had happened.
"I know, go down, don't be discovered."
"Yes." After the subordinate reported, he quickly disappeared into the surrounding environment.
After a while, the sound of the silk piano came from the small courtyard, like running water under a small bridge and jade falling on a plate, and the sound reached my ears.
When the song ended, he called people in.
"What are your orders, Mr. Cheng?"
He smiled slightly and plucked the strings with his fingertips: "I have composed a new song. I would like to invite the palace master to come and listen to it. Thank you for your help."
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
(End of chapter)