Chapter 887 (2/2)

Since his father's accident, this man has never been relieved. He has lost a lot of weight. He walks with Shoufu all the way. His words become less and people are dull.

Today, after meeting Xie Heng in the palace and talking a lot, he seems to have come back alive after leaving the palace.

People have to be fresh.

The only bad thing is that he talks too much at the moment.

Zhou Minghao recalled what he had just said for a long time, and asked with some uncertainty, ”what you said is that you showed mercy to me?”

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, but didn't speak.

At this moment, she finally knows why the third childe is always quiet.

I really don't want to speak.

Seeing this, Zhou Minghao couldn't help raising his hand, gently touched the wound on his face and said with a smile: ”I just suddenly want to talk more. I've been talking a lot these days... Brother ye, forgive me, forgive me!”

Ye Zhiqiu picked up the wine bowl and touched Zhou Minghao's, ”drink the bar you!”

”Good, good! Drink!” Zhou Minghao smiled and drank another bowl.

The snow fell slowly around, and some of it floated to the two people with the wind. It was crystal clear and soon melted.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't care about what he was doing, but he raised his hand to help Zhou Minghao brush the snow on his shoulder.

The latter was stunned for a moment and was flattered and said, ”brother ye, you are so kind to me all of a sudden, which makes me very frightened...”

”What are you afraid of?” Ye Zhiqiu said without thinking, ”I don't like you anymore. Don't worry. I don't mean that to you.”

Speaking of it, Zhou Minghao has seen so many women for nothing.

I've been with her for so long that I haven't doubted her gender for a long time.

When she was in Yunzhou, she met this man to save the Lord. At that time, she didn't want to hide her identity. This guy couldn't see that she was a daughter.

When ye Zhiqiu thought of this, he didn't know whether to rejoice that he was very clever in disguise or laugh that he didn't look like a woman at all.

Zhou Minghao looked at her, and her eyes suddenly became subtle. ”If you don't say it, I won't think much. Now you specially say this to me, but...”

Who in the imperial capital doesn't know that ye Zhiqiu, the marquis in ink, has such a different mind about Shoufu. He can't walk when he sees him. It's obviously a habit of breaking his sleeves.

He wondered if it would be ye Zhiqiu. Seeing that he and Shoufu are definitely dead, he planned to try another person?

If so, judging from the fact that ye Zhiqiu likes people with good looks, it's likely to have something to do with him.

Zhou Minghao thought of this and looked at Ye Zhiqiu. His face, which was already black and blue, suddenly became more and more colorful.

Seeing his appearance, ye Zhiqiu thought the man had taken the wrong medicine. He couldn't help asking, ”have you been beaten silly by me?”

Zhou Minghao looked at her and didn't speak for a moment.

Ye Zhiqiu reached out and shook in front of him, ”brother Zhou? Brother Zhou!”

After she shouted, she couldn't help muttering, ”no, I didn't do it. Why do I look dull?”

The sound did not fall.

Zhou Minghao, who had been absent-minded for a long time, suddenly stood up and said, ”brother ye, if you were a woman, I would marry you!”