When Guo Feng finally arrived at the teahouse, he never thought that he would see Gongsun Yian at the door.

"Gongsun Taibao..." He was stunned and stammered, feeling a bad premonition.

"Mr. Guo is here to have tea?" Gongsun Yian was about to board the carriage and turned around and smiled meaningfully, "It's a pity that you missed the best time for the heat. The tea is already cold, and I'm afraid it's not good to drink, hahaha..."

With the laughter of Gongsun Yian leaving in his ears, Guo Feng quickly climbed the tower to the Accord, but fortunately saw Cui Bingyan still there.

"Mr. Cui!" Guo Feng hurriedly smiled and bowed, "Please forgive me for being late, I'm just now..."

"You don't have to say anything." Cui Bingyan, who stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, stopped him, "I already know your purpose."

Guo Feng was stunned. Although he knew that the matter had been done, he still smiled calmly: "Sir, have you made a decision in your heart?"

Cui Bingyan turned a smile on his face: "Mr. Guo will go back and report it. Just say that Cui has his own opinions on the recommendation of the patrol camp, so he will not worry about the Prime Minister."

Guo Feng's smile also showed a hint of coldness and deepness: "Can you ignore the Prime Minister's face after drinking Lord Gongsun's tea?"

Cui Bingyan looked at him with a firm and sharp look: "As a dignified censor, Cui only serves his loyalty and duty for one person, that is Your Majesty."

Guo Feng remained silent for a moment, as if he was invisibly shocked by him.

"Cui is responsible for the heavy responsibility of supervision and helps His Majesty to correct the court atmosphere. Among them, he will inevitably offend some high-ranking officials and important officials." Cui Bingyan smiled openly, "If I am afraid and retreat, I will really let down the emperor's kindness and the people. Then what's the point of wearing that official uniform?"

Since that sentence, Guo Feng's smile has no trace.

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In the lively East City, Youmeng and Hanlu shuttled through the crowd. After several twists and turns and searches, Hanlu finally lit up his eyes.

"Hey? Flower picking story!" She happily grabbed Youmeng's arm and pointed to the other end of the street, "Princess, look! It's right there!"

Youmeng's vision was settled, and she smiled knowingly: "Let's go."

There was a naughty child of two or three years old who ran around in the crowd regardless of his mother's shouting: "Mom, mom! You can't catch up with me! Can't catch up with me... Oh..." He was caught off guard and pounced on a man's arm, and the spice bags he had just bought from the Flower Record were knocked down.

The man in white squatted down quietly and picked up the fallen paper bag. At this time, the child's mother rushed over. "Look at you, you bumped into someone rashly. I was really careless." She held the child's hand and scolded with a stern face, "Apologize to your brother."

The child flashed his innocent big eyes, pouted his mouth and said twitchingly, "Brother, I'm sorry..."

The man in white raised his clear and ethereal smile. "It's okay." He seemed to gently stretched out his hand on the child's face and stroked it twice, his smile exuded strange. "Next time I remember to walk, you must be careful. It's okay to hit someone. If you hit a ghost, you won't be so lucky."

Although the child was ignorant, he was a little scared by him and hid behind at a loss.

"Who are you? How can you scare the child?" The woman was angry and urged her to avoid the plague god, "Go quickly and go..."

As the mother and son walked away, the man in white withdrew his gaze but still smiled, leaned over and continued to pick up the paper bags.

His hands were soothing, and he picked up them up without any rush. His long soft hair slid from his shoulders, covering half of his face. At this time, the master and servant of Youmeng were passing by him, and her eyes were inadvertently clear from his back. They were not paying attention to each other, but the most ordinary interlaced, but because the breeze blew over a sweet smell of honey, the leisurely smile in his eyes instantly frozen-
Chapter completed!