"Jing Ping, you have always been composure. Why do you suddenly feel like you have changed? You can't do without you? You can't quietly stick at the door in the past. You can't help but please calm down. This rant, the two of them Can you say a few words?"

Seeing him, Zong Pu seemed unwilling to give up, and his voice was a little deep. Jing Ping secretly paid attention, watching Zong Pu look at King Ning, and Zhi Zongpu wanted King Ning to talk about it.

Lao Tie and Fang Ming on the side were also hesitant, so they didn't say anything. Jing Qing's maotou wanted to support Zong Pu, so he had to withdraw his words with a stare.

King Ning seemed to have some worries and didn't speak immediately. King Ning was the elder brother of the Lord. If King Ning spoke out, he could not speak. Taking advantage of this gap, he stood up and said, "Master Zong is right, but Jing Ping humbly thinks... it's better to use the past."

He is not as eloquent as the talented Dali Temple Qing, and it is better to take action than to spend his words.

After he said, he immediately walked towards the door.

"Jingping!"

Zong Pu chased and grabbed his arm. He hooked his toes back and heard the footsteps behind his back. Zong Pu gritted his teeth slightly. He smiled, but turned to apologize, "Don't blame Master Zong, When someone strikes, Jing Ping will instinctively defend himself, Master Zong should learn martial arts."

Although he was a servant, he only obeyed King Rui's orders, and he had been in friendship with Zong Pu for many years. He actually disagrees with Zong Pu's approach tonight, so he used this to rinse the man.

Unexpectedly, Zong Pu only slightly twisted his eyebrows, and after hearing the last sentence, his face changed, as if he had said something he had committed a taboo.

He saw Wang Ning frowned, as if he was about to speak, he didn't dare to stay any more, he didn't take a few steps, but he heard the noise of footsteps behind him, but they all followed him. Um, there were better people, so he immediately showed his light work.

*****

Jing Ping was a little self-blaming in his heart. After all, he would come to the study because he was selfish.

When he saw the leader holding on to the door frame, he felt that he was really wrong. His selfishness should be heavier. If he had come to serve the Lord earlier, it would not be the current situation.

The leader did not wear a veil, and his face was pale. She held on to the door frame because she was about to lose her footing. Such a posture made him feel distressed, whether he was qualified or not.

In the study, the master and Shen Qingling stood by the couch. The master did not wear the iron face. The iron face fell on the soft couch. The two of them clung to each other closely. The clothes on their bodies were not very neat. The master even took off his robe. Single clothes, two people... It seems like he just got up from the couch, his face is flushed after drinking, and his body is slightly shaken. He is surprised but staring at the leader sharply.

Although his eyes were sharp, deep and dark, his eyes were clearly flustered.

The Lord’s drinking volume is very good, but since the afternoon he asked the people below to buy a lot of things from Chaoge’s best store, and started drinking, drinking for an hour or two in a row. If this continues, no matter how good the volume is, The stomach and abdomen couldn't bear it either. They couldn't help it. He offered to find the leader, but the master lost his temper. Later, they had no choice but to send someone to find King Ning and Zong Pu to inform their master of the situation.

Zong Pu came with Shen Qingling.

When the few people arrived, the master was already six or seven minutes drunk, but he still ignored drinking. Princess Lang interceded during lunch. Today the clear water was released and waited for the master in the study. The master suddenly threw the hip flask. Pointing to the clear water, he said viciously, "Go, send these things to the leader."

Lord sitting behind the desk, the table was full of paper and paper with the word "leading" written on it. The wolf was messed up, and the pen and ink poured out. Zong Pu sighed and cleaned up beside him. At this moment, he chased out suddenly, and he subconsciously watched. When going out, Zong Pu's tall body blocked the clear water, only to hear him confess to the clear water, the girl must say that this is the heart of the eighth master to the master.

Later, King Ning and Zong Pu proposed to let Shen Qingling stay, and all the others retreated, and let Miss Qingling talk to his grandfather and persuade him to persuade them so that they could rebuild well.

In fact, there was something in his heart against Rui and Shen being alone. Even if he witnessed the leader being together with King Xia today, he still felt that the leader loved him deeply.

And he to the leader...

The leader will be here. At this time, I think about it carefully, and everyone is watching. Although Zong Pu hasn't said anything to Bishui, he may not have given her... after all, he has been beside the paper and ink. It doesn't matter that he is a villain.

In front of you, you don’t have to bother to speculate. At a glance, it is clear that the master and the Qingling girl are already affectionate, and the grandpa is a leader in the business, and drank alcohol... Originally, they let these two people be alone, and some of them have predicted this This happened.

However, isn't Zong Pu being affectionate to Qingling girl?

He glanced sideways at Zong Pu, Zong Pu and everyone had arrived. Zong Pu's face was very similar to that of the leader, and his eyes seemed to be faintly looking at everything in front of him, but at this moment, the gaze could not be covered, and it was sad.

Zong Pu had already prepared, but it was still the case, everyone was also staring, what will happen to the leader?

At this time, the leader had actually lost his thoughts.

Even though Shen Qingling's cheeks are blushing and his eyes are hanging down slightly, but there is a slight chuckle at the end of his eyes, Shangguan Jinghong's eyes are still sharp because of the turbidity of the wine, staring at her, as if to burn A hole burned in her face.

Next to her cheek, a strand of hair slipped down, and she suddenly realized that she was in a hurry. She only pulled up a bun and used a hairpin. At this time, the hairpin was a little loose, and the hair fell down with it. So embarrassed.

It is clear in my heart that this is a calculation. Who is Bishui? It was not the first day that she knew that woman. In fact, she has always guarded the clear water, but her instinct betrayed her reason.

She was empty in her head, and suddenly she just wanted to go back to the room and put her hair back in the bun, or she would loosen her hair to sleep, she took her hands off the door frame with some effort, and was about to turn around, but she heard the voice of Shangguan Jinghong. Then, he asked fiercely, "What are you doing here?"

His voice was very hostile, but without having to listen to it, he could hear the tremors and the forced emotions.

She looked up mechanically and replied, "I came here to thank you for your gift. Now, maybe I still want to tell you, the couch behind you, on the day of your wedding, I was there to be your bride."