V2.Chapter 117 (1/2)

Yanbeicheng took the hand of a stranger and pulled her to his side. ”Since the matter is over, let's go back to lunch.”

Before the flowers on the stranger had time to react, his soft hand was wrapped in his palm. She was not very resistant in her heart. After a few breaths, she took out her hand.

Yan Beicheng's sword eyebrows suddenly frowned. Before she had time to say more, Qin Ya ran over in a hurry not far away. When she saw the flowers on the street, her eyes suddenly lit up. She rushed over, covering her chest and breathing heavily.

Mo flower eyebrow heart shallow frown, up front helped Qin ya a, ”what's wrong, flustered?”

Qin Ya gasped for a long time, and then raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead. Then she said, ”go back to the princess. I don't know why my elder brother has a high fever. I dare not look for the doctor, so I went out to look for the doctor. But the servant boy didn't let the doctor in, and the elder brother couldn't go out. I, I came to look for you

Speaking, her eyes have been Yingying a layer of tears, ”brother is still sick, now has been burned confused.”

The willow eyebrows on the street suddenly twisted up and went to the courtyard where Qin Lin lived.

Qin Lin is so loyal to her that she must go and see her.

Just walked two steps, Qin Ya is in a hurry to grab her sleeve, ”princess, maid still have one thing to report.”

On the street flower footstep tiny ton, in the eye dye a bit of doubt color, ”still have what matter?”

”In order to find you, I went to the suburbs. Although you were not there, the steward there tried to stop her from going in. I was worried that what they had done was a matter of favoritism and insidiousness. Of course, my brother was eager, but I was afraid that I would make a big mistake if I was late.” Qin Ya raised her hand to wipe her tears from the corner of her eyes, speeding up her speech.

The flower eyebrow heart tightly twisted into a ball, Wu from the drooping eyes think about for a while, then raised his head again, ”don't worry about there, first look at Qin Lin matter.”

Said, she then in a hurry to go, Qin ya see, quickly followed up.

However, Yan Beicheng did not keep up with him, but looked thoughtfully at the back of the flowers on the street. His eyes were full of ink, which made people couldn't see clearly what he thought in his heart.

It was during the deliberation that Mo Ling, who had reminded him many times before, stood quietly behind him. After seeing the ceremony, he just said, ”Lord, the people in the forest house are not willing to leave. We must see you today, otherwise the negotiation will be invalid.”

Lin Fu's affairs are very important, so he may have to go there.

”I see. I'll go in a minute.” Yan Beicheng's face was always cold and unpredictable, and his jaw was slightly lifted with cold radian. ”You go to the land where the imperial concubine in the suburb is in reason to explore and explore. If there is any abnormality, take care of it immediately and send someone else to reply.”

Mo Ling low convergence of the eyes, light across a helpless, complex color, hesitated for a while, or suppress the mind of all kinds of ideas, way: ”yes, subordinate this to do.”

Voice down, people have been silent again no trace.

When Yan Beicheng felt that Mo Ling had left, he returned to his usual dandy look and went out at will.

When the flowers on the street arrived, Qin Lin had been burned red, unconscious, and kept mumbling in his mouth, ”cold, cold.”