Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Chapter 95 Really hard to serve

  Because of Shen Wei's order, the speed of serving food in the restaurant slowed down significantly, making it easier for people in the private room to talk privately.

  The jade on the table was never taken away, but Ji He's expression was gloomy. No matter how heartless he was, he also realized that this was a game designed to trick him into the urn.

   To be more precise, it is through him to lift the fig leaf covered by the royal family.

   He doesn't know what will happen to Le Jia, but he knows that if Cui Yun is one step too late and fails to save him, he will undoubtedly die.

   Sure enough, being friends with Cui Yun even after a stalker will pay off!

  Even if Cui Yun looks down on him.

  Cui Yun took a sip of tea and waited patiently for Ji He to react. Only then did he ask: "Have you seen the princess before in Zanghualou?"

   Ji He's forehead was covered with thin sweat.

   "There are countless beauties in the building, how can I tell what Le Jia is?"

   Afraid that Cui Yun would not believe it, he hurriedly said again.

"In the Shangyuan Festival, I did have a seat in the front, with a wide view. But Brother Sanhuang was seated at the end. I am afraid that if he is an inch away, he will be outside the hall. The dishes on his table are so clear and watery while others are drinking. A few dishes, not to mention drinks mixed with ice."

   His teeth chattered coldly.

   But Ji Zhuan ate it mouthful, as if what was in his mouth was Qiong Yao's fine wine and delicacies.

   Also, if he didn't eat enough, no one would cook him a meal when he returned home. This is why Ji He later dragged him away from the palace and pitted Cui Yun to Yixiantian for dinner.

   "After you were ordered to send Admiral Yan back to the mansion that day, I also couldn't see those people who were inconsistent in appearance and appearance pretending to be hypocritical. In a blink of an eye, you left the table to accompany the third brother. Therefore, I haven't seen the whole picture of the princess so far."

   Even if he really bumped into him, he wouldn't be able to recognize him.

   Ji Huo gritted his teeth every day in front of him, Princess Daona was extremely beautiful.

  Cui Yun raised his eyebrows and asked him not to ask again. Seeing that Ji He suddenly changed his face

   Ji He almost jumped up.

   "I remembered. I'm afraid something is wrong with the girl who barged in while I was taking a shower yesterday."

  Ji He is a frequent visitor to Zanghualou, and most of the time he only rests in the house of his confidante Yiyun.

   It was steaming hot, and the room was full of steam, and there were gentle footsteps behind him. As the girl approached, the air became more sweet and greasy with the fragrance of flowers.

   Ji He submerged in the bathtub and did not open his eyes, so he naturally thought it was Evian. Then he gave orders.

   "Press my shoulders."

  He waited, but he didn't see any movement from the person behind him, and he didn't blame him. Instead, he smiled inexplicably.

   "I seldom have people wait on me when I take a bath. I'm afraid you have forgotten the rules."

   "Not yet? Do you still want me to invite you?"

   As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of soft, boneless hands rested on his shoulders, feeling a little cool.

  The other party held his breath and tried to press it.

   Ji He was not very satisfied: "Heavier."

  Strengthened as he wished.

   "Hiss."

  Ji He cried out in pain: "Your three-two-jin bones are not weak. I'm afraid you will get a red mark."

  Of course, what was waiting was not Yiyun's soft and timid begging for mercy, but an inarticulate sentence.

   "It's really hard to serve."

  The other party spoke very slowly and with a heavy accent.

   Ji He's heart shuddered, and he turned around. The girl's eyebrows and eyes are all kinds of styles, strange but undoubtedly extremely beautiful.

   Ji He frowned: "Where's Yiyun?"

   "Is it your girlfriend? I don't know."

  The other party stumbled, Xu had difficulty speaking, so he gestured and said: "I'm coming, but there is no one."

  That's right, Ji He spent a lot of money on Evian, and he doesn't have those vicious eccentricities in the bed. Didn't the flower girl in the building try to throw herself on him.

   It's not surprising that someone peeped at him taking a shower.

   Ji He couldn't hold back and let out a whistling whistle. Extremely provocative.

  Hua Niang: "You don't play well."

   Ji He:?

  Hua Niang is pretty good at coming: "I'll teach you."

   Ji He:? ?

  Whether he wants to or not, the latter pouted confidently.

  It's melodious and beautiful, it's her own composition.

   Ji He couldn't hold back and learned.

   A foreign teacher standing in a bathtub.

   One sat in the bathtub to study, and no one was embarrassed.

   "Wrong! This pitch is high. Try again."

  After the opponent taught Ji He three times and still had no effect, he raised his hand and patted Ji He on the head relentlessly.

right! Pat him on the head!

   Ji He was defenseless, and was stunned by the beating.

   "Damn it! How dare you hit me!"

   "But you all say that strict teachers produce excellent students."

  Ji He: "How dare you argue! What's your name! I will never make you look good!"

   Ji He scolded with a cold face. But the man had tears in his eyes, and soon big and big crystal tears fell down.

  Pear blossoms with rain, no one will feel pity when they see it.

   "I was captured and here when I woke up. Can you send me out?"

  In the Tibetan flower building, the flower lady who just arrived was crying and crying, trying her best to escape.

  If Cui Yun hadn't come over, how could Ji He mix the two things together.

  I can't bear to think about this incident.

   Ji He said to Cui Yun: "Any other flower girl would have seized the opportunity to entangle her, but she didn't!"

  Ji He: "Wait a minute, I'll draw her appearance right now! Just recognize her!"

  He did what he said, but before he could leave the private room, he turned back in frustration halfway.

  Almost forgot that he was abandoned and raised, and he can't paint.

  Cui Yun leaned back, his eyes indifferent.

  He really didn't know whether to listen or mock Ji He.

   "What about people?"

  Ji He was afraid that Cui Yun would get angry, so she knew she was wrong and immediately whispered.

   "When I saw people cry the most, I pointed to a hidden dog hole."

  He said to Hua Niang at the time.

  —"If you really want to run, there is a way. However, Zanghualou has strict rules. If you are caught and punished, you will be punished regardless of life or death. You can't blame me."

  Ji He slumped on the chair impatiently: "Before I finished speaking, she went to drill."

  Cui Yun's face was solemn, but what he said was extremely cruel: "It's almost the same."

   Can you really escape?

Won't.

   Presumably Lai Lejia's every move is under the control of that person, maybe she just climbed out, the other party was waiting outside.

  The next step is to be framed again.

   Ji He let out a sigh of relief: "I can't do it here, who do you think will be the next prince to be selected? Crown Prince Ji Teng or Fourth Emperor Brother Ji Wang?"

  Cui Yun glanced at him. The fingertips landed on the white jade cup, and stroked along the patterns of patterns on it. Under Ji He's expectant look, his lips moved. Said two words.

   "Prince."

   Cui Yun either didn't say anything, or he was 80% sure.

   Nothing can be done, the latter is even more angry. And acting will only be more bold to vent.

   After all, the prince is the heir apparent.

   Ji He's back was cold.

   "You don't let go of the matter of the Central Reserve. He has nowhere to go. He can only give up his right-hand man for the sake of his future. If there is another accident, the East Palace will be in chaos."

  But what Ji He said was already light.

  Cui Yun: "Don't get involved in this matter."

   Ji He knows without Cui Yun's reminder.

   "What about you?" Ji He asked.

  Cui Yun just said coldly: "Everyone has his own life."

  Ji He understood that if he was Cui Yun, he would never get involved. At this juncture, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

   Besides, it is related to the East Palace.

  Inside the room, it was completely silent.

  (end of this chapter)