There has been no major case that the prefect of the Beijing Prefecture has personally presided over recently. In addition, Liu Qingyan's injuries have not healed yet, so she has a leisurely life.

It happened that autumn was coming, and the temperature was neither high nor low, and it was comfortable. Liu Qingyan personally organized Lu Yujian’s wedding, and always accompanied Lu Siguan.

Finally, Liu Qingyan couldn't help asking him: "I said, Lord Lu, are you very idle?"

"I? I'm not idle." Lu Siguan said naturally while helping her fold a bright red invitation. How could Lu Siguan have free status and power? But how did he stay in front of her eyes all day long?

"If you are not idle, why are you following me all the time?" Liu Qingyan asked.

Lu Siguan raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Huaixiang, if I don't help you, can you be busy alone?"

"This is not considered help, right?" Liu Qingyan had a headache. "Will the helper be like this? He was wandering around in front of me during the day, and had to sleep with me at night."

"Lu Siguan, what do you want?"

It’s not that Liu Qingyan felt that Lu Siguan was always by her side, but she always felt that something was strange. The strange feeling on Jin Mo had already caused her a headache. Unexpectedly, Lu Siguan even caused her a headache.

Lu Siguan held his cheek with one hand and stared at the woman who was frowning slightly with a smile: "Huai Xiang, don't you know yet? All I want is you."

As soon as this said, Liu Qingyan was really stunned for a moment, while Wang Zhao, who was carrying a pot of crabapple flowers, slipped his hand and almost threw the flowers and pots.

Liu Qingyan glanced at Wang Zhao awkwardly, and Wang Zhao also responded to her the same reply.

Lu Siguan curled his lips and said two words lightly: "Go out."

"Okay, I'll go out." Liu Qingyan couldn't sit down anymore, and stood up and wanted to leave after she stepped on the ground.

"It's not you, you have to stay." Lu Siguan reached out and grabbed her wrist, and with a little force, he pulled Liu Qingyan into his arms.

Liu Qingyan fell into his arms and was sitting between his legs, in a somewhat ambiguous position.

Lu Siguan gently hugged her waist, then looked up at Wang Zhao, and his tone was a little cold: "Why don't you leave?"

Wang Zhao was stunned, looked at Liu Qingyan for a long time, turned around and left immediately. It was so terrible, how could Lu Siguan be so terrible!

Liu Qingyan leaned in Lu Siguan's arms and cleared her throat: "Lu Siguan, is it fun?"

"It's really interesting." Lu Siguan curled his lips and smiled, hugged Liu Qingyan a little tighter, and even closer, kissed her on the cheek.

A numb touch came from the face, and Liu Qingyan's body trembled lightly, and the tone of reproach that was originally somewhat softer was even softer: "Lu Siguan..."

"Huai Xiang, do you know why I have been by your side recently?" Lu Siguan whispered in her ear.

"Why?" Liu Qingyan's cheeks were slightly red. Does this man have any serious things to tell him? He has been sticking to himself during the day. Even if he went to the cottage for a while, he would squat at the door and wait, and he was not afraid of smell at all. But Liu Qingyan's stomach and intestines have not been very comfortable these days, and made many strange sounds.

Although Lu Siguan always seemed to be fine after she walked out, the smile in his eyes could not be hidden.

How could she not care about this?

Lu Siguan sighed and wanted to say something, but after a moment of silence, he still said nothing. He buried his face in her shoulder and said softly: "Nothing, but now I feel more and more that I can't live without you."

Liu Qingyan's heart trembled for a while, and she let out a coquettish voice, pushing Lu Siguan away a few points: "You have said enough of these words. Do you have any other reasons? I can feel it. Why don't you say it to me? Is it because you don't believe me, or do you think that those things should not be known to me? Don't you dare tell me?"

Lu Siguan frowned: "When will I dare not tell you in front of you?"

"Now, there must be something in your heart that you dare not tell me." Liu Qingyan said seriously, stretched out a finger and poked his heart lightly.

Lu Siguan was touched and his brow frowned a little more. He grabbed the finger that Liu Qingyan poked in his heart, and hugged her again in his arms: "Huai Xiang, you have to know that I never hide anything from you without any reason. Any decisions I made in everything I did and any decisions were for your own good."

"You are the highest criterion in my life. To put it more exaggeratedly, I live for you."

Liu Qingyan was slightly stunned, but opened her eyes but saw a glaring red color on his body, and the tip of his nose was filled with the breath of his body. All of this made Liu Qingyan feel moved.

She opened her arms, hugged Lu Siguan very gently, closed her eyes, and quietly enjoyed this moment.

At this time, Wang Zhao was driven out of the room, squatted at the door, silently pulled out a few yellowed grass leaves, took one in his mouth, and began to miss his wife who was stolen.

If the woman was still there, he would not have taken such a path. Of course, he would not have envied Lu Siguan, who had a beauty in his arms.

"Brother Wang, is the Prime Minister of the Jingfu inside?" A somewhat delicate voice sounded in front of Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao looked closely and saw a pair of pink and white embroidered shoes. His eyes moved upwards and showed his small and delicate body, a white but pretty face.

There was a bright smile on his face, as if it could melt the snow and ice in the severe winter in an instant.

Wang Zhao was stunned for a moment. Jin Mo stood in front of him. Seeing that he didn't speak, he just looked at himself, and was a little strange. He stretched out his hand, leaned down and shook in front of him: "Brother Wang? Have you heard what I said?"

Wang Zhao finally reacted a little, and suddenly spit out the grass in his mouth and stood up.

I don’t know if it was because I was too excited or because I had been squatting for a long time, Wang Zhao couldn’t stand steadily when he got up, so he took a big step back and almost fell down on his back.

Jinmo looked at him nervously: "Brother Wang, are you okay?"

"Haha, I'm fine," Wang Zhao waved his hand, "but I've just squatted for too long, and my legs are a little numb."

As he said that, he also tapped his legs with his hands, and looked at Jinmo carefully while tapping. Jinmo was always looking at him.

Wang Zhao stopped and grabbed his hair: "By the way, Miss Jinmo, what did you say just now?"

"Just now," Jinmo said with a smile, "I'm asking you if the prefect of the Jinggong is there."

"Ah, here, the prefect of the capital is inside." Wang Zhao pinched his palm and put it on his mouth, and wanted to hold his hands in his chest again, and was really at a loss.

Seeing him like this, Jin Mo smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go find the prefect of the Jing Prefecture, Brother Wang, are you too tired? You need to have a good rest."

As she said that, she was about to walk into the room with her legs raised. Wang Zhao remembered the postures between Lu Siguan and Liu Qingyan that he had just seen. He was stunned and quickly reached out and grabbed Jin Mo's arm. He shouted anxiously: "Don't go in!"

Wang Zhao is a man, a rough man. He was originally working in the fields and had great strength in both hands. However, Jin Mo was a little girl who was soft and had not healed yet. How could he withstand this?

Therefore, Jin Mo immediately exclaimed in pain: "Brother Wang?"

Seeing her like this, Wang Zhao quickly realized that he had done something wrong and quickly withdrew his hand: "Sorry, sorry, Miss Jinmo, I, I didn't mean it..."

Jinmo rubbed his still painful arm and shook his head lightly: "It's okay. But Brother Wang, why don't you let me in? I'm asking the prefect of the capital to have something to do."

Wang Zhao felt a little embarrassed: "Because... because Lord Lu is also inside, with Lord Jing Prefecture."

"Lord Lu has been with the prefect of the Jing Dynasty all these days. I know this, but I didn't look for the prefect of the Jing Dynasty for something strange. Why can't I go in?" Jin Mo looked at Wang Zhao with Shui Lingling's big eyes open and asked.

Wang Zhao's face became a little hot: "This, that's it..."

Jin Mo's head tilted, looked at him, and asked again: "Brother Wang, why is that?"

Wang Zhao looked up and saw such a sensation.

Jinmo is indeed a great beauty, and she is the type of jasper in a small family. I don’t know how many men should look like in their dreams. Wang Zhao is the same.

Liu Qingyan is also a beauty, but compared to Liu Qingyan, beauty like Jinmo is more attractive to him.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhao quickly shook his head. It is said that his friend’s wife should not be bullied. He has a good relationship with Lu Yujian. Jinmo is Lu Yujian’s fiancée, so how could he have ideas about Jinmo?

"Brother Wang, why don't you answer my question? Do you don't like Jinmo?" Jinmo looked at him a little aggrieved.

"No, I don't hate you..." Wang Zhao said hurriedly.

"I don't hate me, why do you seem to be reluctant to look at me? Brother Wang, I have forgiven you. That day, I deliberately bumped into the sword in the restaurant." Jin Mo said softly.

Wang Zhao was stunned for a moment.

Jinmo smiled and reached out to him, grabbed Wang Zhao's palm lightly, and pinched it lightly: "Brother Wang, I like you very much too."

Wang Zhao opened his eyes wide and looked at Jin Mo in front of him.

Her fingers were a little chilled, but when they were pinching his hands, there were waves of warmth. The warmth was transmitted to his whole body... Wang Zhao found that he seemed a little fascinated.
Chapter completed!