Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

Qi Mingyuan looked at Gong Jiu, whose expression was silent and cold, and felt a deep headache. Too many emotions were mixed together, and he finally sighed silently: "Forget it, brother Chu, I didn't come here to ask you to help me. Just wanted to..."

"Say sorry?" Gong Jiu approached step by step, with a deathly indifference on his face, and looked at Qi Mingyuan with a deep and mocking gaze: "Don't tell me, you think it's enough to tell the only one Ruan news can be regarded as an apology."

Qi Mingyuan frowned, but Gong Jiu didn't intend to just let it go: "Whether you did it on purpose or not, it's you who gave in..."

"Gong Jiu." Chu Cichao seldom called people by their first and last names, and this was perhaps the harshest time in Gong Jiu's impression.

He stopped his voice indifferently, but his eyes were still unkind.

Hearing Chu Cichao sighed slightly: "Forget it," his eyes were a little tired, "Brother Gong, you don't have to be too aggressive."

Gong Jiu didn't speak any more, but Qi Mingyuan turned his head, nodded seriously and said, "Sorry."

Chu Ci looked at Qi Mingyuan for a long time, finally sighed and shook his head.

Many things are just due to fate, even if Qi Mingyuan didn't say anything, it might not be the same.

"I will go back to the capital with Brother Qi, Brother Gong, you..." Chu Cichao hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't finish the sentence.

He could see Gong Jiu's dislike, and he could also see clearly that Gong Jiu's attitude became more and more confusing, and it was precisely because of this that he suddenly didn't know how to proceed.

Gong Jiu stared at Chu Cichao for a long time, and there was almost a deep killing intent on his body, but he kept silent to cover it up. After a while, he nodded impatiently and said: "Gu will go back with you."

"You don't have to force it." Chu Cichao's voice was gentle, but a smile slowly appeared between his brows and eyes.

Gong Jiu rubbed his brows, just because of this smile, he is probably about to fall.

For someone like Chu Cichao, Gong Jiu felt it was worth it.

This is the one with the most genuine temperament among the many people he has met in his life, and also the one who is the most unpredictable. He is willing to go with him, no matter where he goes.

"Thank you." Chu Cichao said.

Gong Jiu was silent for a long time because of this smile, and finally just slowly raised the corners of his lips, the movement was so slight that it could be ignored, and after laughing, Gong Jiufei seemed to run away, that is called a Swiftly.

"Your Majesty will be fine." Chu Ci looked at Gong Jiu walking away, then turned his head to talk to Qi Mingyuan.

"Thank you, farewell," Qi Mingyuan said, he thought for a while, and finally he smiled with relief: "I still have some things to do this time, so I won't go back to Beijing with you, besides, the Ninth Young Master probably doesn't like me too of."

Thinking of what happened to Qi Mingyuan before, Chu Cichao felt a big headache: "Maybe you misunderstood something, we..."

"No," Qi Mingyuan interrupted bluntly, and he smiled slightly, that smile was also out of the dust: "Qi really still has some things to do."

Chu Ci looked at Qi Mingyuan for a long time, and finally sighed and asked, "Are you going to find Prince Zhenxi?"

"Brother Chu has a clue?" Qi Mingyuan's tone was slightly lowered, obviously his mind had been made up.

There are more than just clues to the Chu Ci Dynasty. In fact, Gong Jiu's people have been following Prince Zhenxi's son almost every step of the way. Every day, people come back to report the latest news. However, at this time, for some reason, he suddenly didn't want Qi Mingyuan to fall into it. .

According to his feeling, Qi Mingyuan has fallen too deeply, and Zhu Yijun is obviously not a person who will be trapped by love.

He is far from worth it for Qi Ming.

Qi Mingyuan understood Chu Cichao's meaning almost instantly, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly: "Even if Brother Chu doesn't say anything, Qi won't change his mind, he just needs to take more detours That's all."

Chu Ci sighed leisurely: "Why are you so persistent?"

Almost instantly, Chu Cichao felt that he could see the expectation in Qi Mingyuan's eyes: "If I want to reach a height where I can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, I must first help him guard the world."

And the only one within his power right now is the son of Prince Zhenxi who bumped into him.

"Okay," Gong Jiu came out at some point, and he stood by the door with his hands behind his back, with a smile that was not a smile: "Come in, Gu will tell you the latest news."

Chu Cichao hesitated for a moment, but the ending still did not stop him.

Everyone's love path is always their own business, and recklessly obstructing it is not something that friendship and brotherhood can do. The only thing he can do is to support Qi Mingyuan.

That's it.

Gong Jiu's idea is even simpler. This person can leave him and Chu Ci and walk towards him. The idiot slaughtered.

"His whereabouts are secretive on weekdays, most of the time he is in the underground palace of Guangyang City," Gong Jiu said, "and the spies in the past few days have reported that he has not seen the son of Prince Zhenxi, so he must be in the underground palace Train the puppet."

"Puppets and Gu poison are his means of winning." Qi Mingyuan concluded, his fingertips protruded slightly, but they were pale and tight.

"That's right." Gong Jiu nodded in affirmation.

On the contrary, Chu Ci took a slight breath when he looked at Qi Mingyuan, and asked while giving him away, "What have you been doing lately?"

Qi Mingyuan hesitated for a moment before saying: "Practice."

The answer was so vague that Chu Cichao continued to ask very reluctantly: "What kind of exercises are you practicing? Your body has been damaged too much recently, do you know it yourself?"

"Is this a doctor's disease?" Qi Mingyuan sighed dumbfounded, trying to fool him.

However, Chu Cichao is such a foolish person, he looked at Qi Mingyuan for a while, and then said straight to the point: "Have you learned some divination methods?"

Since ancient times, if divination is too deep, it will often damage the body of the fortune teller, not to mention that the deeper the thing is occupied, the more severe the damage will be.

Qi Mingyuan's face was unconcealably pale, and his fingertips were even colder. He must have learned something that he shouldn't have learned this time out of the palace.

"Brother Chu," Qi Mingyuan smiled slowly, before asking after a while: "Is there a way?"

"Most people who spy on the destiny will not live long, you can't take this risk." Chu Cichao said.

Qi Mingyuan listened very carefully, then smiled silently: "I understand, thank you."

What he said was simple, the thin skeleton set against the white clothes, seemed to be more glamorous.

Such a Qi Mingyuan made people feel slightly startled, so that Chu Cichao pulled him back: "Brother Qi."

"Why?" Qi Mingyuan smiled, his smile was not the same as before, I don't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that this person really had a little more fairy charm.

"I'll prescribe some tonics for you, don't divination for a while," Chu Cichao took a breath, spread rice paper on the stone table next to him, and said without raising his head: "If you want to know the emperor's For the news, just wait for yourself and wait until the time comes to see it yourself.”

This time Chu Cichao was really right, Qi Mingyuan couldn't calm down at all, he almost uncontrollably wanted to see the general situation of the world for Zhu Yijun, and couldn't help but want to see Zhu Yijun's fate.

The only thing I dare not forget is the entanglement with myself. I am afraid that if I forget it, it will be broken.

The half-baked kung fu made him unable to do astrology in detail, so he could only follow the ancient books to get his fate.

After all, Qi Mingyuan left alone. Chu Ci looked at him for a long time, and finally Gong Jiu put a thick cloak on him: "It's going to snow." Gong Jiu's voice was calm and peaceful.

Chu Cichao was slightly taken aback, then pulled the cloak tighter: "Go back."

"He has his own things to do, so he can only seek happiness for himself." Gong Jiuliang said thinly.

Fortunately, Chu Cichao was used to this man's way of speaking, he smiled and didn't take it to heart, went back to the house with him, and went back to the capital when the weather cleared up tomorrow.

In the capital not far away, Sikong Zhaixing got into a big trouble.

Guo Qingtian had a ruffian look on his face, but once he was serious, he looked very romantic. Sikong Zhaixing couldn't stand it anymore, so he had no choice but to run around like a mouse, running fast.

It's a pity, because Guo Qingtian really didn't lie to him about one thing, that is, his lightness kung fu is very good.

What's more, it's not good in the general sense at all. As the only beggar gang in Jiansan who can do light work with two people, Guo Qingtian was immediately excited when he saw Sikong Zhaixing run away!

"Qingzhu, don't worry, I'll take you!" Guo Qingtian smiled cheerfully, flicked his sleeves twice and chased after him, grabbing Sikong Zhaixing's waist, but he also liked this posture very much. In order to let everyone appreciate it better, Guo Qingtian has the courage to lower a little height towards the ground...

So everyone in the capital raised their heads and watched the two of them flying back and forth in the air together in astonishment!

If it were to be more detailed, it would be a man holding another man's waist and flying around in the air!

It is simply very explosive and very happy to hear and see.

"It would be great if the person who was caught wasn't a bearded uncle..." After listening to the teahouse waiter's vivid description, almost countless tea guests came to such a conclusion with regret.

Sikong Zhaixing felt that he was dying, in the real sense.

As a habitual thief, he has never experienced such a tragic fact. After all, no matter how flamboyant his best friend Lu Xiaofeng is, it didn't fall to Sikong Zhaixing after all.

However, this hero Guo Qingtian basically tried all the methods of abducting girls on him directly.

If it wasn't because Guo Qingtian himself made it clear that he was just doing it for fun, Sikong Zhaixing would almost think that this person has a habit of cutting off his sleeves.

The aggrieved Sikong Zhaixing just got his freedom and sat down in the restaurant, looking downcastly at Guo Qingtian who did not change his face in front of him: "Tell me, Guo Daxia, how can you let me go? My little one." It's really wrong." Nima stared at you and stole three taels of silver from you, don't you just plan to eat me for the rest of your life?

Guo Qingtian was really innocent, he opened his innocent eyes wide and looked at Sikong Zhaixing in front of him, and then asked with a very sad expression: "Do you despise me?"

"...I am." Sikong Zhaixing broke the jar.

"Sikong Zhaixing," Guo Qingtian smiled lowly, that smile was a bit ruffian, and he said slowly without much real meaning: "But I still like you quite a bit, what should I do?"

Sikong Zhaixing was stunned.