The slender body of the world's Fortune suddenly shook, and he suddenly looked back and looked at Qiqi still sitting leisurely on the chair, his face suddenly turned red.

His eyebrows were sunk and he said unhappily: "Nonsense! I am a noble person, how could I be afraid that you, an ignorant and plain person, look down on me? Don't take yourself too much, in my eyes, you are just..."

"My problem is much more serious than you." Qiqi yawned boredly, knowing that this guy would definitely be furious.

In fact, this is not a big deal. Is there anything that cannot be said to others? What's more, even if he doesn't say it, his problem is probably spread throughout the imperial city.

The anger on Sihai Buli's face had not yet dissipated, but when she said that, he couldn't understand what she meant.

Just standing there made him feel a little in a hurry.

"Sometimes I fall asleep, and I have to sleep for several days, even ten days, half a month... Don't believe it? Let's ask the people in my mansion, except for those who don't understand Wu, who are only responsible for cooking and cleaning, everyone else should know very well."

Qiqi put his elbow on the table, supported his chin, and looked at him.

Something flashed in the eyes of the world Buli, as if surprised, suspicious, uneasy, but in the end, I finally calmed down.

The long finger that fell on the handle of the door was retracted. He hesitated for a while before slowly walking back to her: "Are you... sick?"

"You are sick." Qiqi gave him a blank look.

Sihai Buli looked at her, not knowing what to say. After a moment, he sat down opposite her again, "Then what do you... mean?"

"Okay, I'm sick." This should be considered a kind of disease. If you tell him something about the heavenly tribulation but not the heavenly tribulation, it will not only be difficult to explain, but even if she explains it, he may not be able to believe it.

Who believes such an absurd thing?

"Don't you mind being known?" I don't know if it's because of the same feeling of being sympathetic, the anger on the face of Wanhai Wanli has long disappeared, so I can discuss this topic with her: "Don't be afraid... they will tell you a joke?"

Qiqi smiled, "I'm not afraid, who told me that it's the truth?"

I knew that this guy was actually quite simple. A person who had a "strange disease" like him appeared, and the thorns on his body immediately closed.

"In fact, the more we want to cover up some things, the more we can't cover them up. Even if that's not a big deal, because we care about them ourselves, it turns out to be a tool used by others to attack us."

Qiqi looked at him and became very serious: "Since that's the case, why don't you face your own flaws calmly? Just because you are calm, those who want to make fun of you and watch you laugh at you can't find a place to attack you. They attack you just want to see your cowardice and anxiety, so why do you follow their wishes?"

Sihai Buli looked at her with a little stunned look.

He is a small person and can actually tell so many great truths. Although he can't figure out what she said, it seems that there is a little reason...

"It's very late. If you still feel unhappy with me, then get out quickly. I won't be with you." Qiqi stood up and looked at him with his eyes down: "If you don't have that resentment towards me, you might as well stay until tomorrow. Anyway, this room is idle."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, she yawned again and turned around and walked out the door.

Before leaving the house, the man who was still in the room suddenly whispered: "Thank you."

"What?" She actually heard it, but she just wanted to tease him: "What did you say? The sound is so small that I can't hear it."

"Nothing." Sihai Buli's face was a little red, but he was still not used to being polite to this woman. He turned his face away. He pursed his lips and said, "I said, I want to stay here for a few days. I'm fine anyway, I'll go back to play with you at Cuju venue."

"No!" How could that happen? Let King Xiaoyao live here, wouldn't he be exhausted to death?

"What does it mean?" Sihai Buli almost jumped. He was a prince, so she disliked him? "I am afraid that I will eat yours or use yours? I have money and will ask someone to send a box of silver tomorrow. Is that okay?"

"I'm really not going to leave?" Qiqi raised his eyebrows.

"If I don't leave, how can you help me?" He hummed, looking arrogant.

"I don't lack money." Qiqi rubbed his eyebrows, knowing that this guy was definitely a fighting spirit. The more he was not allowed to do something, the more he wanted to do it.

It seems a bit gentle now, but the stubbornness in the bones is actually the same as the irritable Xiaoyao King when he was on the disease.

"Tomorrow, let them send a box of gold." She stepped out of the room and closed the door for him, "I'm short of gold."

After the words came to an end, the man had already walked away.

The left behind Sihai was suddenly slapped in the dark, staring at the closed door and whispering in his heart. He was such a bad woman who was greedy for money!

Isn’t it just gold? There are so many in his house.

Walking out of the dormitory that is endless and walking on the corridor, Qiqi is a little unaware of where to go next.

Chu Xuanchi went out again today. I don’t know if anyone has returned. I originally wanted to see him, but last night...

He is not afraid of the heavenly tribulation now, right? Although the Xuan King who has regained his domineering is indeed fascinating, he always inadvertently thinks about the power that makes women unable to stop their heartbeats when they sweat on themselves, but... do you know that happiness brings sorrow?

Who doesn’t like a strong man, but if he is so strong that you can’t bear it at all, then the man... always feels that it’s safer to keep a little distance.

So after pointing the finger in the corridor for so long, she just didn't dare to get close to the bedroom half a step.

"Seven...girl." Dongfang Ming, who had walked through the courtyard, saw her and immediately came over: "Girl, the king... the master has come back and said that he would let the girl go and rest early, you..."

"Is something wrong!" Qiqi took a step back like a conditioned reflex, just glanced at him, and immediately ran to the closest room to them: "I...I'll go and see if my senior brother is healthy."

After saying that, he pushed open the door with a slam and disappeared.

Dongfang Ming, who was still standing in the yard and staring at the door, was so strange. Is there something wrong with him tonight? Why did Princess Seventh see him like a ghost?

Looking at the woman who was breathing heavily against the door after entering the door, Chu Jiangnan was stunned for a moment before leaving the chess piece in his hand silently.

Wuming, who was sitting opposite him, looked back at Qiqi, then picked up the black piece and studied the chess game, while saying, "What are you doing so panic? Are you chased by a ghost?"

Qiqi gave him a blank look, adjusted his breath before walking slowly.

Seeing that he was playing chess with Chu Jiangnan in a good manner, she raised her eyebrows, and the panic just now was immediately replaced by curiosity: "The unknown hero has lived alone for many years. When did you learn to play chess?"

She pulled a chair and sat down at the chessboard: "Who taught you?"

"Your senior brother." Wuming threw down his words and dropped the chess piece.

Qiqi glanced at Chu Jiangnan and saw that he never spoke and did not look up at her. She slapped her lower lip and complained: "What are you doing? Now you just treat me as air and turn a blind eye?"

Chu Jiangnan picked up the white words and said softly: "How dare you?"

"What are you afraid of? You are the most courageous. You even dare to go to the kiln to sell yourself!" If she hadn't discovered it early, now, she might not have been able to save her innocence.

Wuming opened his eyebrows and stared at Prince Nan’s handsome and unshuang’s face: “You… sell yourself?”

As his fingertips shook, the white zi sandwiched by Chu Jiangnan fell down.

Wuming's eyes lit up immediately. He quickly put down a black spot and took away a large piece of white spot for him.

All of a sudden, the chessboard became much cleaner.

Although he is also interested in selling his body but not selling himself, the most important thing is to win the game.

When he saw his excitement, Qiqi knew how pitiful this child was. He had never won once in his competition with his senior brother, right?

However, seeing that Chu Jiangnan's forehead was already sweating, she couldn't help but comfort her: "I won't tell you that anymore? Why don't you panic?"

He has such a thin skin. If he had changed to modern times, how could he be more beautiful than a girl? However, with his senior brother's appearance, in fact... the girl is still almost the same as a girl.

Seeing the two of them starting to focus on the chessboard again, she suddenly realized that she was really bored enough tonight. Senior brother and Wuming didn't need her, so staying would hinder them.

But, she didn't know where to go.

After thinking about it, I finally remembered that there was a patient in the mansion, and she had only this ability. She could not do anything except show the patient.

"I'll go out for a walk."

Because Chu Jiangnan, who lost the city, was studying how to recover the chess game, Wuming was nervously thinking about the next move, and no one paid attention to her.

Qiqi snorted coldly, raised the volume again and said, "I'm leaving!" before turning around and leaving.

In Hongqing's dormitory, Xiao Yu'er happened to come out of it. When she saw her, Xiao Yu'er hurriedly said, "Miss, have you come to see Mr. Hong? He has just taken medicine and has already gone to bed."

"Then I won't disturb him." Qiqi smiled a little in front of him, turned around, and continued to wander the corridor in the vast night.

In the end...will you go find that guy?

I miss him for a day, but I just... I'm a little scared?

"There is still something to do?" A low voice suddenly rang in front of you.

Qiqi, who had been hunching his head, shook his head: "It should be gone, it's just..."

She suddenly raised her head and met his gaze that was hard to tell the difference between light and dark, and her thin lips trembled: "Xuan...Xuanchi, are you...you...ha, when will you go back..."

He turned around and walked towards the yard, and behind him, the ground was cold.

Qiqi was so scared that she raised her legs and chased after him, pulled up his sleeve and said, "I didn't mean to not come back, I just kind of..."

"It turns out that I didn't want to come, so I deliberately wandered outside." But this was obviously casual. Qiqi realized that it turned out that she was not angry. What did she do if she was so damn-deserved that she was doing? It was like there was no silver here.
Chapter completed!