After traveling to ancient times, I relied on my husband to win

Qin Yan looked at Li Chengze's dejected look, thinking of this secret love that ended in vain.

"Don't be sad, brother. What you said is just your own opinion, not the girl's. Don't judge her so blindly. At least you should get along with the girl first, let her understand your feelings and see what she thinks, then you can get along with her. You haven't done anything, but you say she doesn't like you. What if she likes you and you miss out on it? You're so disgusted."

Qin Yan saw him staring blankly with his head down as if thinking about what he had said. He shook his head, picked up the wine jug in his hand and clinked it with the wine jug in Li Chengze's hand to show his comfort, then raised his head and drank.

A female musician who had just played drinking games with them came over and sat opposite them, facing them.

"Why don't you two gentlemen play anymore and come here to avoid drinking?"

Looking at the sachet in Li Chengze's hand, he was a little surprised, "You also have a sachet made by Miss Yuetong. Hey, you were talking about Miss Yuetong just now."

The two looked at each other and then at Le Nu. Qin Yan spoke first, "Miss, do you also have Miss Yue Tong's sachet?"

"Yes, most girls here have a sachet made by Miss Yuetong." He turned to the side and took off the sachet tied at his waist and gave it to the person opposite him, "Hey, this is it."

Li Chengze quickly took it in his hand and looked at it. Qin Yan saw that he was so anxious, rolled his eyes, and was speechless, as if someone was trying to snatch it from him.

Well, someone forgot how shameless he was when he was pursuing his wife. He used all the Thirty-Six Strategies very well, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, using offense as defense, and even pretending to be a little green tea girl, tut tut.

Qin Yan looked at him with disdain, hum╯^╰, that is a symbol of my love for my wife, don’t worry about what I do, the key is that I have a wife, do you have one, do you have one, humph, you are a single dog, and you still talk about me, bah!

The author said, you are shameless!!! Contempt →_→, middle finger!!!

"Yes, yes, this is Yuetong's sachet. How come you have one too?" Li Chengze shouted excitedly, looking at Le Nu with excitement and confusion.

When Le Nu heard his sudden shout, she was frightened. She was so scared that she said nothing. She just stretched out her hand to him and said, "Give me my things."

Qin Yan was also wondering what the charm of the sachet was. He was very curious about it, but he was frightened by the prince's shout. He closed his eyes, covered his heart and thought, "What's going on? Are you going to die?"

Just as he recovered and opened his eyes, he saw Li Chengze with a serious face. He stared at the girl opposite him, as if he was determined to defend her to the death. Humph, how could Yue Tong's things be taken away from him? If they are not his, they are his in his hands.

The girl opposite also glared at Li Chengze, stretching out her hands stubbornly, almost touching his face.

Yes, the Dongwu Kingdom was prosperous, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, it was also a golden age, the people were open-minded, and the people had great rights. Although they did not reveal their identities, just looking at their identities, demeanor, and every move, they were all children of wealthy families.

Although this is a music house, it is a clean business. The musicians are trained as young ladies. They treat the customers without flattery or caution. Instead, they are open and frank, so that the guests who come here can find their own confidantes and get along with them at ease.

Qin Yan was speechless =_=, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, haha, you are a prince of a country, and you are just standing here staring at each other for a sachet and a musician. Where is your bearing as a prince? The things belong to someone else, you won’t throw money at them, you are a prince, do you care about those trifles?

He couldn't stand it anymore, "Okay, we'll buy the sachet." He took out a piece of silver and put it in Le Nu's hand.

Seeing that she took the money, Li Chengze felt relieved and put the sachet in his hand into his arms, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away.

The girl rolled her eyes rudely. Although there were not many sachets like this in the music hall, there was no need to have this one. No matter how good the sachet was, it was not as fragrant as silver.

Really, a rich kid robbed a musician like me of my things. Did I mean to rob? I wanted a reward. Money, money!

Oh, really, how could such a good person become so stupid?

He sighed, shook his head, said nothing, and packed the silver.

Qin Yan saw that both sides were stable, well, that's good.

He glanced at Li Chengze and asked Le Nu, "Miss, can you tell me why Miss Yue Tong sent you the sachet? And do you know anything else about Miss Yue Tong?"

"Well, Miss Yuetong has always helped us, so I can't tell others about her affairs, right?" Le Ren looked a little embarrassed.

Okay, he understood. Isn’t that a benefit? He is helping the prince, so even if there is blood, it won’t splash on him.

"Girl, tell us what you want, and we will do our best to fulfill it."

Qin Yan glanced at Li Chengze next to him and saw that he had changed from his previous depressed look to a starry look in his eyes.

Tsk, my tooth hurts.

Le Nu said politely, "Look at what you said, sir, there is nothing good about it. I just want to help you."

After a sudden turn of events, let's get back to the point. "I saw that you were quite talented in writing when we were playing drinking games just now. Can you write a poem for me?"

Qin Yan was embarrassed. He thought the girl wanted money, and he was about to take out the money, but...

Le Nu also noticed that he was stiff and about to pay, and curled her lips, "Sir, I don't care about this little money, I only take what I deserve. Besides, I really want you to write a poem."

Well, he is just vulgar. It would be nice if someone gave him money.

But later he made someone happy and earned a box of gold bars, but that’s a story for later.

Li Chengze also looked at him, his eyes full of deep meaning and encouragement. My happiness depends on you. When I go back, I will give you two carts of antique porcelain. Is that enough?

Qin Yan said that it didn't matter whether it was an antique or not, he was fighting for his brother's lifelong happiness.

He would feel like a loser if he wasn't given an award.

He cleared his throat and slowly recited the great poet's poem under the gaze of two pairs of eyes.

"The moonlight shines brightly before my bed,

Suspected of frost on the ground.

Looking up at the bright moon,

Lower your head and miss your hometown. "

He looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a profound look on his face.

In my heart, I was actually MMP, and I was madly apologizing to the great poet Li. I was sorry, sorry, as a science student, now I can only write poems that others disdain. Ah, great poet, I didn't mean it. I just responded to an emergency. I am also trying to help this prince. If you are really angry, you can send him a dream and curse him to death in the dream, and you don't need to ask me for help. "

The two people below repeated it silently. Li Chengze drank a little too much and his mind was not very clear. He just uttered two words, "Good poem!"

Le Nu was also savoring the moment, thinking that this was indeed a good poem and worthy of praise.

She was also happy. After all, this was a poem written for her.