Before he even entered the study room, Ji Ying smelled the disgusting smell of cloud silk incense and the ear-piercing sound of the guqin. He couldn't help but feel headache and headache, and became increasingly anxious.

After entering the door, he stood at the woven gauze screen to calm down, and after taking three deep breaths, Ji Ying calmed himself down, tried his best to put away the sullen look on his face, stepped forward, and walked in seemingly peacefully.

Ji Wuji didn't go to court today, so he didn't have to put on any pretense at home. An azure robe with gold filigree and water-spreading clouds covered his body snugly, and a white jade hairpin inlaid with gold and beads.

Guan carefully tied up his black and white hair. At this time, he was focusing on the five-color glass cup in his hand, savoring the sweetness and slightly astringent taste of the fine daughter's tea.

Ji Jiu was not wearing any armor and was wearing crimson uniform. He knelt down respectfully on the mat opposite Ji Wuji and nodded in anticipation.

Ji Ke, on the other hand, knelt beside Ji Wuji, with long eyelashes drooping, holding a small knife in his hand, concentrating on cutting the filigree tea cakes on the small table, and carefully scraped the honey with jade pieces, and then

They were placed neatly on the jade plate in front of Ji Wuji.

This place called the study does not have a roll of animal skins, a silk book, or a piece of tortoise shell. Even the nanmu shelves that put these things are filled with all kinds of gaudy rare treasures. How can it look like a domestic place?

Make the study room it deserves.

Ji Ying briefly looked around the study room, which had been newly decorated in the past three months, and glanced sideways at the fair-skinned beauty in the corner who was concentrating on playing the piano. It was a new face she had never seen before.

Neither Ji Jiu nor Ji Ke dared to raise their heads, as if it was just a gust of wind that came in and did not affect their calm state at all.

Ji Wuji put down the colorful glass lamp in his hand, raised his eyelids, a bunch of wrinkles appeared on his forehead, pointed to the mat next to Ji Jiu, and said leisurely: "Sit down."

Seeing that Ji Wuji had no intention of blaming him for his late arrival, Ji Ying picked up his long robe, knelt down on the fine and soft mat, and asked expressionlessly: "Father called for the child, but there is something new."

Task?"

Ji Wuji's mouth that was chewing tea cakes suddenly stopped, he raised his hand and pointed at the beauty playing the piano in the corner.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, the beauty lowered her eyes, nodded slightly, held the guqin in her arms, stood up leisurely, and walked out of the study with gentle steps.

After the beauty went out, Xi Bo locked the study door.

Ji Ying's throat felt a little tight when she heard the familiar "click" sound of the lock.

Ji Wuji did not answer Ji Ying's question, but instead put his arm around Ji Ke's shoulders and asked kindly: "Ke'er, are you fourteen this year?"

"Go back to Daddy, that's right." Ji Ke lowered his head and replied honestly.

Ji Wuji let out a long sigh and looked at the dragon tongue bow hanging on the wall that he had worked so hard to get. He was full of emotions: "Fourteen is good, fourteen... Baby, you have already succeeded when you were fourteen."

The gang has performed its first mission for my father."

Ji Ying was suddenly frightened, and his breathing became rapid. He opened his eyes slightly. Although he tried his best to lower his voice, he could not hide the anxiety in his voice: "Father, Ke'er is still young. Didn't we agree to let him... next year?"

"Baby," Ji Wuji interrupted Ji Ying, as if he didn't care what he was saying, and continued to sigh to himself: "Baby, once, you were like Ke'er, caring about me.

When did you start calling me daddy instead of father?"

Ji Ying's heart sank, as if there was a lump in his throat. He paused for a long time before he whispered: "Fourteen..."

"Oh." Ji Wuji looked like he suddenly realized something. He patted Ji Ke's back and said kindly: "Ke'er, you have to thank your second brother. He loves you and wants to

You will be a baby bird in the nest for another year."

Ji Ke frowned slightly, a little anxious, and said quickly: "Dad, Ke'er is already a man, Ke'er can help you do things!"

Ji Ying was stunned, raised his head, stared at Ji Ke with wide eyes, as if thousands of troops were galloping past in his heart.

"Hahahahahaha, hahahahahaha..." Ji Wuji laughed happily, staring straight at Ji Ying with a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle, and said loudly: "Between the overturning, arsenic, honey, baby.

, I’m afraid all your good work will be in vain.”

Ji Wuji turned to look at Ji Ke next to him, and pointed at the bright yellow dragon tongue bow hanging on the wall: "Do you want it?"

Ji Ke was stunned and speechless with excitement. He nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Ji Ying suddenly sat up straight and looked at his innocent brother.

Ji Jiu, who was as calm as water, turned his head, took a deep look at Ji Ying, and then lowered his head again, as still as a stone statue.

Seeing Ji Ke's excited look, Ji Wuji waved his hand proudly: "Go and get it. From today on, it is yours."

"Really?" Ji Ke was so happy that he couldn't contain himself. He stood up and bowed his head hard: "Thank you, daddy!"

After saying that, he immediately rushed out, carefully took off the bow, and couldn't put it down, looking left and right, his eyes were filled with bright little stars.

Seeing this scene, Ji Ying's heart was completely chilled, and he knelt there, helpless.

From the moment Ji Ke took off his bow, Ji Wuji had been staring at Ji Ying's fair face. It was cold and serious, but full of contentment, as if he had already seen everything.

After a long time, Ji Wuji picked up the glass cup in front of him again, touched his lips, and found that it was a little cold. Then he put it down again, looked at Ji Ke who was standing there with a smile on his face, and ordered: "Ke'er, take your bow.

You can go out. When you go out, tell Xibo to come in and make some tea."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ying, who had fallen into the abyss, seemed to see a glimmer of light again. He raised his head and stared at Ji Wuji, never as full of expectation as now.

Ji Ke was stunned for a moment, and the joy he had just felt suddenly cooled down. He stood there blankly and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Dad, Ke'er... can't you participate?"

Ji Wuji didn't look at Ji Ke, his face was as cold as a stone, and he completely lost the fatherly look he had when he gave the bow to him: "Didn't I tell you just now that your second brother feels sorry for you and wants you to play again?"

One year. Ke'er, do what you want to do and stop what you want to stop. Don't argue anymore."

Ji Wuji said it indifferently, but he was so indifferent.

Ji Ke bit his lip. Although he was unwilling to give in, he could only hold the bow tightly and bow respectfully: "Yes..."

Hearing Ji Ke's steady steps out of the study, one step after another; hearing Xi Bo staggering in, adding new tea to the glass cup, drop by drop; hearing the strong heartbeat in his chest, one after another.

Ji Ying's eyes suddenly became brighter.

"Thank you so much, father!" Ji Ying said sincerely but choked with sobs, and kowtowed to Ji Wuji three times.

Ji Wuji smiled scornfully, took a sip of the sweet and refreshing tea, and remained calm.

"May I ask my father, which family is this time?" Ji Ying nodded and asked respectfully.

Ji Wuji raised his eyes and glanced at his obedient son, and said leisurely: "Jiu'er, a wealthy businessman from the east of the city, Emperor Chengzhi, let you do the talking next."

Ji Jiu nodded, turned to Ji Ke, and said softly: "The Emperor Chengzhi has a daughter who has not yet left the cabinet, and has been engaged to the son of General Qi. All you have to do is..."

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If you drink too much tea, your tongue will feel a little bitter.
Chapter completed!