A furnace of agarwood was burning on the table. Su Zhi was reading a book. Zhen'er came in and passed the message: "Young Master Su, Chunling Jun is here."

Su Zhi raised his eyes slightly and said indifferently: "What are he here to do?"

In a blink of an eye, Feng Qiwu had already entered the room, still with a hippie smile: "Sir Su, are you okay?"

There was no wind or rain on the surface, and it was impossible to see at all. Not long ago, the two of them had fought at Mingxuan Pavilion.

Su Zhi put down the book in disguise: "Why didn't Chunlingjun be with the princess, but came to me to wander around?"

"The princess is busy now. If you don't have time to accompany me, let me take a walk by myself." Qiwu swayed the folding fan leisurely, smiling and looking around, "As I, I, also walking with my temperament, came here unknowingly. I saw the carved beams and painted buildings of this building from afar, as if it were a fairyland. After asking people, I realized that this is the Gaotang Platform where Master Su Le lives?"

"Please do whatever you want." After speaking, Su Zhi lowered his eyes and read the book again, his face as cold as ice and snow.

Qi Wu handed over a fun look: "Why does Master Su always have a tense face? Don't you welcome me?"

Su Zhi said without raising his eyebrows: "Your Majesty is the princess's guest. I am a musician. How can I refuse guests?"

"Since that's the case, then Master Su doesn't mind treating me to a cup of tea, right?" Qi Wu walked calmly to the opposite side of the book case.

Su Zhi raised his eyes, looked at him coldly for a while, stood up quietly to prepare the tea set, put the tea leaves into the tea bowl, poured boiled hot water, and focused on ordering the tea.

Qi Wu lifted his clothes and sat down, looking at him holding a tea zither in his hand and stirring the tea. A layer of green tea pulp floated up, and the cup was just right. His fingers were fair and slender, with clear joints, which looked better than a woman's hand. It was really pleasing to the eye. Qi Wu looked at him and felt a little drunk.

Su Zhi served the tea with both hands, and his tone was cold as usual: "Please, please."

Qi Wu put down the folding fan, held the teacup with one hand, and intentionally touched the back of Su Zhi's hand with the other hand. Su Zhi stared at his unrestrained hand coldly and asked calmly: "What do you mean by me?"

Qi Wu teased ambiguously: "I saw that Teacher Su Le was so handsome and lifeless, it was no wonder that the woman was moved. Even a man like me couldn't control him when he saw him."

Su Zhi said lukewarmly: "Where are you saying this? Your beauty and reputation are far above me."

"Sir Su, don't be humble." Qi Wu smiled and touched Su Zhi's white and tender hands.

Su Zhi endured calmly, and a bitter cold oozed in his eyes: "Your Majesty, please respect yourself."

Qi Wu narrowed her eyes with a smirk: "Where am I not respectful?"

Su Zhi looked at him coldly: "Your Majesty knows what he is doing?"

Qi Wu looked at it for granted: "You are a male lover, and I used to be. What I did is just the most natural thing for a male lover."

"Is there any good thing about Long Yang?"

"For male lovers, as long as the master is happy, it is a necessary quality for both men and women to take advantage of each other. You won't not understand, right?" Qi Wu tilted his head and looked at him with interest.

Su Zhitanmo withdrew his gaze and his hand: "So what? I can only serve the princess."

"No one stipulates that you can only serve the princess." Qi Wuqing's eyes were filled with sharpness.

"I believe the king will not understand the princess's exclusive personality. She can't stand the things that others are involved in her. How angry would she be if she knew about this?" Su Zhi looked at him squintly, "Does the prince don't want to be friends with the princess anymore?"
Chapter completed!