"How old is brother Lou this year..." The city master inside took a sip of medicine and looked at the small brown body outside the curtain.

Sitting outside the curtain, Lou Han's body became stiff. At this time, how should she tell him the truth or cheat him? Lou Han looks over his face at his husband. Si Ziyi looks at the curtain faintly. He doesn't realize Lou Han's nervousness and bewilderment. Lou Han holds his forehead and says in a low voice: "Lou is twenty years old." Let's be honest. After all, it's not very good to cheat. Do you boast a little or blow a lot? Lou Han says nothing. Let's be serious about age. If we are found, we'll talk about it. There's still protection behind Si Ziyi.

The Lord behind the curtain gently laughed, but he was a little shy. Lou Han was stunned. He turned his head and looked at the place where the curtain was. He didn't understand why the LORD was laughing like this. What was he laughing at? "Is the Lord laughing at Lou?" Lou Han raised his eyes and looked at the curtain. It seemed that he could see the hazy figure of the city Lord from the curtain. I'm afraid he didn't want to look at each other so vaguely all the time? Lou Han picks eyebrows. It's not bad to think about it. Wine is found. How about identity? Anyway, you can't get out of bed, and you can't lift the curtain. I'll stay in the state city for a few days, and we'll leave as soon as the case is over. When you see, who else do you want to go!

"I just think brother Lou looks very cute..." The weak voice of the city master becomes joyful. The housekeeper Zhu looks at Lou Han with a smile. He wants to say something, but he is afraid of something. He looks at Si Ziyi and looks at Lou Han again. He says with a smile, "young master Lou really appeals to our city master. Our City Master has not been so happy for a long time." Housekeeper Zhu is very pleased. Looking at the city Lord in the curtain, there is a sense that autistic parents see their children talking to them. Lou Han was stunned. He turned his head to look at the curtain. The figure behind the curtain drank all the medicine in his hand, coughed twice, stretched out his arm, and put the bowl outside the curtain. Lou Han saw his arm and hand, and was slightly stunned. The man's arm was whiter than his own. Lou Han turned to look at Si Ziyi, whose skin was almost the same as his own It's a very white one. It can't be tanned any way. However, looking at Bai's health, the arm of the city Lord can be described as morbid white. The slender fingers, holding the bowl, are gently placed on the edge of the bed. The joints of the fingers are clear, and they are as good-looking as Si Ziyi's hands.

After looking at his hands, Lou Han is a little curious about his appearance. With such a beautiful pair of hands, his face should not be lower, right? Lou Han tilted his head and looked at the hand that was slowly pulled back between the curtains. He couldn't help smacking his mouth. You see, you see, the boy's hand looks really bad. Si Ziyi has one hand, Yuetao's hand, Lou Xuan's hand, and the Lord's hand. Even Feiying's hand is better than his own! Lou Han smokes the corners of his mouth, and somehow comes to find abuse. What's the matter? His face was beaten by Si Ziyi, and his hands were beaten by a large number of acquaintances Needless to say, Lou Han is used to it.

"Does the Lord feel better recently?" Si Ziyi looks up at the curtain.

The Lord of the city was smiling behind the pink curtain, and his voice was still weak: "Mr. Si and Mr. Yue are really great doctors. Now I cough and feel more comfortable. They are more useful than the medicine I used to take." Lou Han listened, too. He coughed less than before.

Yue Tao looks at Si Ziyi with a smile. He secretly comes to Si Ziyi's ear and says something. Si Ziyi turns his head and looks at Yue Tao with an eyebrow and nods. Yue Taole smiles and fans his Peach Blossom Fan: "I don't know if housekeeper Zhu has time to take Yue to your pharmacy to have a look. I want to see if the medicine taken by the city Lord recently needs any improvement." Yue Tao looks up at housekeeper Zhu standing on one side with a teasing smile in her eyes. One side of the Zhu housekeeper Leng Leng, by Yue Tao's sudden request made some accident, but quickly nodded, respectful smile: "nature is OK, please come with me." Housekeeper Zhu stands at the door and makes a gesture of invitation. He looks at Yuetao with a smile, but his eyes turn to Si Ziyi.

Yue Tao bows her eyebrows and nods. With a smile, she pulls Lou Xuan to his feet and follows housekeeper Zhu to the pharmacy of the Lord's residence.

There are only two people in the room, Si Ziyi and Lou Han. The atmosphere is a little sparse. Lou Han looks around and leans on the chair to hold his sleeve. Si Ziyi is straight and has a good temperament. He lightly picks up the ceramic cup beside him and sips his tea: "I don't know the name of the city leader?"

Sitting behind the curtain, the Lord of the city was stunned and said with a light smile, "my surname is Zhou Chuqing."

Si Ziyi dropped his eyes and nodded: "Zhou Chuqing? The people of Qi Yueguo? "

Lou Han Leng Leng, turned his head and looked at the Lord behind the curtain, Zhou Chuqing? People who live in July? Does Si Ziyi know this man? Lou Han sat by and watched them talk for no reason.

"Yes," Zhou Chuqing, the city leader, said with a smile and a cough, "six years ago, I came to the capital from Qi Yueguo and took the test of exploring flowers. The Emperor gave me a city leader to do it. Unexpectedly, I only worked for one year and then fell ill for five years. I'm really sorry for the emperor's kindness." Zhou Chuqing's tone is a bit lost and regretful. Lou Han can even vaguely hear his low sigh. He really loves his body. After five years of illness, he can miraculously survive. SeriouslySi Ziyi nodded his head lightly. He took a sip of tea and put the cup aside. "Does the city master know Lingyu pavilion?" Si Ziyi looks up at the people in the curtain, and seems to be looking at the people behind the curtain. There is not too much emotion in his eyes, cold and indifferent.

The people behind the curtain were still, sitting quietly on the bed. Then they laughed faintly and coughed twice: "Lingyu Pavilion, I have heard about it. It's said that it makes Yuge kill people without blinking an eye. It's a bit terrifying."

Si Ziyi nodded and looked away: "does the city master know that the city has been very unstable in recent days?" The tone is still flat, as if talking to passers-by. Louhan leans on the chair, two fair skinned men begin to chatter, which probably has nothing to do with him. It's more comfortable to sleep on the chair. Louhan rubs the hard back of the chair, finds a comfortable posture and collapses down Ah, beautiful.

"Does Mr. Si mean that people are always missing?" the man behind the curtain leaned on the quilt and began to chat with Mr. Si Ziyi, who was sitting outside. "I heard what housekeeper Zhu said. It was because of this that I was worried. Even the original magistrate of our state city disappeared inexplicably. At this time, I felt very guilty." Zhou Chuqing sighed slightly, and his tone was full of helplessness.

"It's not the responsibility of the Lord of the city at this time," Si Ziyi said with a light look. "However, I hope the Lord of the city can get better soon and manage the city well." Si Ziyi spoke so officially, cold and without emotion, make complaints about his cold feet, and sleep in his heart.