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After eating some food at will, Qi Qingzhou began to happily redeem his harvest these days, and introduced Yin Huai to what specialty this is and what kind of famous things it is.

Yin Huai did not respond as usual, nor did he laugh, but just pulled the person gently to his side and circled it. Qi Qingzhou blinked in confusion, and his speech slowed down.

Yin Huai hugged him with his eyes closed, stroked his shoulder, put his chin on, and said slowly: "Your Highness continues."

A gentle and cold breath came over, with a cold invasion. Qi Qingzhou subconsciously took a step back, but also smiled and said, "What's wrong with you, Zhang Zi,?"

It's been weird since he came back.

Yin Huai let him go, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked him up and down from head to toe. His eyes were sharp and extremely penetrating. Qi Qingzhou felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Yin Huai: "Your Highness has grown a lot taller."

Qi Qingzhou leaned into him half a step, gestured for a while, and said in surprise: "It seems." The next second, he was a little discouraged: "But it is still not as high as the palm print."

Yin Huai said: "Your Highness is so good." It's just right to pick it up.

Qi Qingzhou touched something from his luggage, and his hands were behind him, and a hint of hesitation and embarrassment passed through his face, and hesitated: "Palmprint, actually... I have prepared a gift for you."

Just a few steps away, Yin Huai pulled him into his arms and wrapped it in: "What?"

Qi Qingzhou was serious about it: "You must first agree that if you don't like Zhangzi, you can't be angry with me."

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Yin Huai was stoked and raised his eyebrows: "Try to do what he wants."

Qi Qingzhou stretched out the ones behind his hands. The white and tender and clean palm clearly showed a box of carved and exquisitely packaged blood clots.

It can be used as lip balm and as danmu, which is the most famous craft in Taojian Town.

Yin Huai looked at him calmly, his narrow eyes were long and charming, his eyebrows raised and his lips curled: "What does your Highness mean?"

The voice is deep, and the joy and anger are hard to understand.

Qi Qingzhou was afraid that he would misunderstand that he would treat him as a woman, so he hurried forward and gently grabbed his wide sleeve and shook it. Yin Huai seemed to see a tail growing behind him and shook it.

"I don't mean anything else, I just think that the palm prints are wearing scarlet or vermilion clothes every time..." He paused and whispered: "It's amazing, it matches this color. As soon as I saw it, I remembered the time you saved me in Shanglinyuan... I bought it when I was so angry."

"Do you still remember?! It was the first time we met!"

Yin Huai still didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

Qi Qingzhou did not get the expected response and pursed his lips: "If you don't like it, I won't give it to you, but giving it to you is absolutely no offense." As he said, he was about to take back the clever little limu box.

Yin Huai wrapped his slender wrists around, lifted up his eyelids and glanced at him with a smile, but he said carelessly: "Your Highness likes Zhu Hong?"

"Ah?" Qi Qingzhou touched his nose with his other hand, and his words flashed: "Yes, that's it."

Yin Huai took the opportunity to pull the person closer, circled him with his long legs and looked straight into his eyes: "If you like it, you like it, you don't like it. What does it mean?"

"..." Qi Qingzhou twisted his body and had to say, "I like it."

Yin Huai's bright red lips bent: "That minister also likes His Highness's gift."

"But--" He picked up the exquisite box in Qi Qingzhou's shocked eyes and looked at it, raised his face and asked him, "What does your Highness mean?"

Qi Qingzhou looked at him without knowingly, and looked closer. There were a few delicate fly-headed small calligraphy written on the box, "You must not think about this."

Qi Qingzhou's jade-white face suddenly turned red. This was clearly a gift for the affectionate husband to his sweetheart. He reached out and wanted to snatch it: "No, I don't know, I didn't see..."

Yin Huai raised his hand and did not give it to him, saying meaningfully: "I didn't expect that your highness still had this kind of thought to me, tsk."

The redness on Qi Qingzhou's face was about to spread to his ears, and he angrily said, "I really don't know!! Return it to me quickly!"

Yin Huai put his back on his waist and pretended to be thoughtful and said, "Where is the reason to go back to the gifts given by His Highness."

Qi Qingzhou's eyes became more likely to become wet and bright: "Who asked the palm print to distort my meaning, and he still enjoyed me."

Yin Huai smiled unanimously: "Since your highness has bought it and you have also given it. I wonder if I am lucky to have your highness painted it on me personally."

Qi Qingzhou stared at the round eyes and said in surprise: "You, do you want to apply it?"

"What's wrong with giving it a try?" Yin Huai chuckled, "Don't your highness want to see if the gift you chose is suitable for me?"

Qi Qingzhou was tempted. He originally wanted to give it to Yin Huai as a decoration. Unexpectedly, Yin Huai was really willing to paint it. A feeling of his intention being respected suddenly arises in his heart.

He grabbed Yin Huai's hand with bright eyes: "Where should I apply the palm print?"

Lips or nails?

Yin Huai looked at him straight and breathed lightly: "That's all covered."

Qi Qingzhou was eager to try it, but his technique was not proficient. He carefully brushed Yin Huai's beautifully shaped and clean and elegant nails.

Yin Huai was doing nothing, staring at Qi Qingzhou's unblinking eyelashes, and asked unintentionally: "What interesting things are there on the road of Your Highness? What interesting people are there?"

Qi Qingzhou lowered his head, focused and replied casually: "Didn't I tell the palm print?" He almost wrote down all the dishes every day in the letter.

Yin Huai held his chin and smiled slightly, but his eyes were calm and deep, and he whispered to him: "Why don't you share with me the gathering of Your Highness, Marquis Mu and General Chen?"

Qi Qingzhou froze his hand with Kodan, slowly raised his head, and directly met his narrow and sharp phoenix eyes.

"You, do you know everything?"

Yin Huai's expression remained unchanged, and the corners of his lips were still curved, but his eyebrows were very quiet, so quiet that it was a bit unusual.

He was afraid that he remembered it better than himself, and was quite honest to him, except for him, and he went to see Mr. Mu and General Chen from the outside family.

From beginning to end, avoid talking about it.

The Mu family used to be kind to the Imperial Concubine Chen, but this time they wanted Qi Qingzhou to put some effort into Yin Huai. They mentioned the position of the Second Young Master Mu. The Second Young Master Mu worked in the Military Supervisor and was affiliated with the Dongchang. In such a place, the emperor was not as good as Yin Huai.

Qi Qingzhou's reaction at that time was that he said vaguely that he would find a way.

But Yin Huai waited for a night and did not see Qi Qingzhou mentioning it. Without saying anything, Yin Huai asked directly.

Qi Qingzhou grabbed half of his sleeve, thinking that he was afraid of misunderstandings, and hurriedly explained: "I will mention it to my father or look for the uncle of the Ministry of War, and it is still possible to make a decision."

I mentioned that it was easy to handle but not easy to handle, after all, it was a heavyweight department.

"Oh?" Yin Huai leaned lazily against the soft couch, supporting his head with one hand, and said a little surprised: "Why don't your highness tell me directly?" Going to find someone is just looking for distance.

"How can that be done?" Qi Qingzhou looked at him: "I can't make this example, otherwise what if everyone will do if they rely on my relationship with you in the future?"

"I can pay back the favors my mother owes me."

Yin Huai lowered his eyelids and his mind was immediately shocked.

The officialdom is treacherous, intrigue and deceitful use have always been blatantly priced. He has been step by step, with great power and hotness over the years. Those who are close to him, those who please him, even those who are afraid of him, who don’t rack their brains to calculate even a cent of them, he doesn’t care about this rule, and some are left with their energy and thoughts to weigh the game.

With his position and situation, the safest way is to be a treacherous minister without weaknesses, but he didn't expect Qi Qingzhou to be so honest in front of him.

Yin Huai's slender eyes were warm. Listening to his faint voice, his heart seemed to be soaked in a pool of warm water in the cold day of the twelfth lunar month, as if he could have a little strength to love the person in front of him.

But he still asked with a smile on his face: "Oh? What's our relationship?"

Qi Qingzhou: "..."

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