When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

The person who came was Qin Yuechuan.

At this moment, his whole body was cold and there was a hint of displeasure between his brows.

He strode in front of the crowd.

Xu Xinyue was a little surprised why Qin Yuechuan also came here. She thought he had little interest in such literary gatherings. Unexpectedly, he was interested in joining in the fun today.

However, she bought this painting specially for him. If he paid for it, wouldn't that be...

Xu Xinyue felt that something was wrong and didn't wait for Qing Yuechuan to continue.

Without saying much, he stuffed a gold coin into Qi Mobai's hand.

Qi Mobai was surprised for a moment and wanted to refuse: "Ms. Xu, it's not worth this. Besides, this painting..."

Xu Xinyue raised her hand to stop him, and said solemnly: "Master Qi, please do not underestimate yourself. Since this painting has been appreciated by Prince Rong and Prince Xin, it is worth the price.

Just now, His Royal Highness Prince Xin also said that this painting is of the highest quality with both form and spirit. Could it be that Master Qi is questioning His Royal Highness Prince Xin's vision?"

She didn't deliberately lower her voice, and said the last sentence half-jokingly and half-teasingly.

This attracted the attention of all the young ladies and gentlemen from official families around.

I want to see whose painting could attract the praise of these two princes.

Qi Mobai was speechless.

He knew in his heart that Xu Xinyue's move was intended to help him improve his reputation among dignitaries and attract business for himself.

But this went against his original intention.

He originally did not want this painting to be a mere transaction between the two of them.

Now he could only watch Xu Xinyue and his group leave.

Looking at their figures getting farther and farther away, Qi Mobai tightened his palms, as if he wanted to rub the gold coin into his bones and blood.

On this side, Qin Yuechuan frowned slightly, and an indescribable irritation suddenly rose in his heart.

It's unclear, the way is unclear.

His eyes were as dark and deep as a valley, and his expression was obscure and unclear.

Xu Xinyue glanced at him sideways, and probably knew that he was feeling unhappy because she had gone against his ideas.

She sighed softly: Qin Yuechuan seemed to be so tense every time he got along with Qi Mobai.

Then he gently raised his hand and held the painting in front of him.

Qin Yuechuan, who was still feeling depressed, was stunned by her sudden action.

He tilted his head slightly, his confusion evident in his words.

She said softly, "I originally wanted to give this painting to the prince. If I let the prince spend money on it, wouldn't it make others laugh at me?"

"Why?" Qin Yuechuan continued to ask.

Xu Xinyue thought he was asking why he chose this painting, so she patiently explained, "Because this painting is very suitable for His Majesty!"

She slowly unfolded the scroll again and moved closer to Qin Yuechuan:

"Look, if this painting is hung in the prince's study, wouldn't it go well with the bamboo forest at the door?"

After hearing this, Qin Yuechuan looked at the painting carefully.

I was so angry just now that I didn't pay attention to what was written on the scroll.

Take a closer look: it seems... to be true.

"So... you wanted to give this to me, so you insisted on paying for it yourself?"

Isn't it because you are distant and distant from him?

Isn’t it because Qi Mobai did it?

Xu Xinyue looked at him in confusion: "Why else? ... Does the prince not like it?"

"dislike."

Qin Yuechuan took the scroll from her.

Although he was still a little unhappy because the author of this painting was Qi Mobai, he was still more happy compared to Xu Xinyue's true feelings.

It turned out that he was overthinking.

His mood improved instantly.

It was as if a spring breeze was blowing through and the ice and snow were melting.

Qin Xingyue, who was standing by, took his words and actions into his eyes and couldn't help but chuckle with his fan covering his lips:

Is this coaxing done?

It turns out that one thing brings down another thing.

*

Poetry meeting, somewhere.

Qin Zhaolie was covered in a black robe and hid in an unknown corner of a rockery.

Because he was still under house arrest, it was inconvenient for him to leave Prince Qi's Mansion openly. If he had not received a message from Xu Baiyu saying that there was something important to discuss, he would not have appeared here.

It's really unlucky today.

Just when I was leaving the mansion, I found several horrific "corpses" at the back door of Prince Qi's mansion.

They were called corpses, but in fact they were still breathing. The men recognized these people as the bandit leaders who had contacted the manager of the imperial manor some time ago.

They were the group of people that Qin Yuechuan loaded into the prison van and brought into the city.

Anyone can tell who did this.

Qin Yuechuan actually threw these people directly at the gate of Prince Qi's mansion! What is this! Provocation? Threat? Demonstration?

It's really too much!

The anger in my heart was still rising and falling, when I suddenly heard a gentle and tentative voice: "Your Highness? Your Highness Prince Qi?"

It’s Xu Baiyu.

Qin Zhaolie pulled her into the dark place and said in a low voice: "Keep your voice down! Do you want everyone to know that I came here to meet you privately during my house arrest!?"

Xu Baiyu wished this was the case. She wished to tell the world that the person Qin Zhaolie liked was her, Xu Baiyu.

She climbed onto Qin Zhaolie's neck and wanted to get closer to him.

It was the same when they met in the past.

However, Qin Zhaolie was not in such a romantic mood recently. He pushed her away and said directly: "It's not convenient for me now, why did you ask me out?"

Xu Baiyu felt a little aggrieved, but he explained the news he came here to tell her today.

Qin Zhaolie's face was hidden in the shadow of his hood and could not be seen clearly.

But there was a hint of excitement and surprise in his voice.

Xu Baiyu thought that he was having trouble accepting the blow of the fact.

She touched his chest with her jade fingers and said softly, "Your Highness, don't worry. Xu Mingxi is useless, but you still have me.

Didn't Your Highness say that I could actually replace Xu Mingxi?"

Qin Zhaolie did not hear a word of Xu Baiyu's whispering: he was actually ecstatic in his heart.

Although Xu Guanghai was demoted, he was only demoted from the Minister of War to the Vice Minister of War.

Now that the position of Minister of War is vacant, he can manipulate it and replace it with his own people.

As long as the power is in your hands, everything is easy.

What does it matter whether it is Xu Guanghai or not?

Qin Yuechuan broke off the engagement with Xu Mingxi. Although he could no longer use Xu Mingxi to get information, but...

From now on, Xu Guanghai might not be able to waver between him and Prince Rong.

It can only be used by him.

That old man had wanted to win over two princes with one daughter. Now he can only rely on him.

He didn't want to change his original plan. He still wanted to marry Xu Mingxi, but from now on, it would be Xu Guanghai who begged her to marry him.

And she can only be a concubine.

Xu Baiyu chattered for a long time, but did not hear any response from Qin Zhaolie. He said in dissatisfaction, "Your Highness, are you listening to me?"

Qin Zhaolie was in a good mood and was in the mood to tease Xu Baiyu. Looking at the woman in front of him, Qin Zhaolie thought:

It would be better to use Xu Baiyu to deepen Xu Guanghai's sense of crisis.

If it weren't for him, no one would dare to marry the daughter of the prince who broke off the engagement.

Thinking about this, he whispered coaxingly, "Xing'er, don't worry. I will do as you say. But you have to wait until my confinement is lifted."

Xu Baiyu smiled sweetly: "Xing'er is waiting for His Highness."