Chapter 715 The Allure of the Imperial Husband 11
A beautiful man in white clothes stood in front of the flowers in the garden. He had a slender figure and long dark hair tied behind him, falling softly. He was staring at the brocade of flowers in front of him in a daze, his eyes reflected the sparkling waves of the lake, and the flowing shadows were thin and rippled.
It seemed that their voices had disturbed him. He raised his beautiful eyes and looked in this direction indifferently. He paused for a second and then nodded lightly as a greeting.
Then he looked away gracefully, his thick eyelashes drooping like two small fans, covering his clear pupils.
He stood there quietly, with the clear breeze and bright moonlight, like the vigorous green bamboo, quiet and elegant.
It's so beautiful that people can't afford to compare with it, and even jealousy is a bit powerless.
They were stunned for a long time before they managed to find their voices and looked at Qi Mo, who didn't look very good.
"Then...who is that young master? He is really good-looking..."
Qi Mo replied in a deep tone: "My third brother."
The person who just asked the question froze for a moment and said seriously: "...so weak."
Qi Yan, who was separated by a pool from them, knew that they were looking at him, but he had no emotion and had no intention of going over to talk.
Perhaps because he has lived in the bamboo forest for a long time, his temperament has become more and more quiet, and he has always been used to being alone.
He was walking around casually, never expecting to meet his second brother and his friends.
Coughing twice, he moved slightly on his toes to get out of here.
"Third brother, what a coincidence."
The other party called him angrily.
He stopped, looked at Qi Mo leading the people towards him, and called in a slow voice: "Second brother."
Qi Mo didn't respond.
What a joke, do you think anyone can be his brother? Even if they were half-mother, he would not admit it.
After squinting his eyes and looking him up and down for a while, he curled his lips and sneered.
"Why do you have time to come out today? It's windy here, so you have to take care of your body and bones, and don't accidentally blow it to pieces." Others agreed and joked.
"Are you mute? You can't hear me when I talk to you. I'm telling you, Sick Yangzi, don't think that just because you have a good appearance, you are arrogant."
Qi Yan pursed his lips and said nothing, his expression did not change, but his eyelids looked very soft and quiet.
There is no point in bullying someone without getting a response from them.
Qi Mo gritted his teeth. He didn't want to be bullied too harshly in public. It was just a verbal taunt, but the other party didn't seem to care at all and was indifferent.
Staring at him angrily, he threw up his sleeves and left.
After the others left, Qi Yan raised his eyes with indifferent eyes and set off to return to the hospital.
Unexpectedly, he met a boy who came to see him halfway, saying that his mother was looking for him.
He followed the other party to the study without saying a word.
When Qi Shangshu saw him, he put down the book in his hand, smiled and waved for him to sit down.
Looking at her son with outstanding appearance, she nodded with satisfaction.
"You have indeed grown up," she sighed and said to him: "Ayanna, if you have time, go to the temple to see your father more often. It would be best if you can persuade him to come back."
Qi Yan's father had turned a blind eye to the world of mortals ten years ago, abandoned his son and his wife and became a monk.
When he heard that she heard about his father, Qi Yan's eyes moved slightly, a little sarcastically.
Her father and she were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and he admired her since childhood.
Later, she married him as her husband.
It's a pity that after she obtained the imperial examination, she gradually forgot the promise she made to her father to be devoted to one person for the rest of her life. She brought men into the house one by one and lingered in their rooms every day.
(End of chapter)