Bai Jing seemed unable to see the rejection of Yinlan, and said with a gentle smile:

"My father is ill recently, so I can only lead the team."

"By the way, I forgot to introduce to the princess. The one next to me is called season. He is the team envoy of Huaizhi this year."

Season's eyes fell on Li Qinian from the beginning. Wen Yan didn't look away: "... Who is this?"

"This is my lover, our son-in-law of noan, Jiang Li!"

Yinlan hooked Li Qinian's arm and was full of possessiveness.

Season: "......"

Li Qinian: "......"

Their eyes collided in the air, looking a little complicated.

Finally, Li Qinian spoke first:

"Mr. Ji is a messenger of the Huaizhi family when he is young, but he is really young and promising!"

You stepped on a horse and became a leader of Jiangcheng. If you hadn't seen him for three days, you would have become an emissary. If you hadn't known your details, I would have believed it!!

"I can't compare with Mr. Jiang. I have good luck at a young age."

The season is more sinister than her tone.

Still love?

A 17-year-old fart child who didn't have neat hair. He didn't learn math problems. He learned to sell hue first? What kind of marriage did you get before the legal age for marriage??

Bai Jing and Yin LAN looked at the two people at the same time. How can the smell of gunpowder be heavier than them when they met for the first time?!

Li Qinian snorted coldly, "I don't deserve it. Mr. Ji is better."

She was always going to lose her head in the noan nationality. He was so good that he mixed up with each other's own people.

"Mr. Jiang is interesting. I'm older than you. If you don't mind, I'll call you Jiang Li and you'll call me brother Jing. How about that?"

Baijing has a kind of magic that makes everyone who hears him speak like a spring breeze. He stands tall and stands like a crystal clear jade.

"Whatever."

Li Qinian smelled danger from Bai Jing.

The man was smiling from beginning to end. She looked like a gentle and harmless big brother next door, but she just smelled a sense of crisis.

"Don't try to take advantage of me! Jiang Li is my man. Shall I call you brother Jing?"

Yinlan directly pulled out her whip and threw it on the ground to express her dissatisfaction.

The whip swept Bai Jing's toes in the air. He stood where he was, and his hair was not in disorder:

"This is between me and Jiang Li. As for the princess, you can call her whatever you want."

"Well, Yinlan, step back."

Mrs. Yin didn't know how long she had been watching the play. She came out from behind the curtain when Yinlan gave the other party a bully.

"Mrs. silver."

Bai Jing smiled and saluted, like a filial younger generation.

"I haven't seen you for three years. You are more and more like your father." Mrs. Yin also smiled, kind and kind.

"Madam's prestige is no less than that of the past." Bai Jing drifted back.

Li Qinian looked at the two men fighting, and couldn't help turning his eyes.

Obviously, they all want to kill each other, but they have to smile and treat each other with courtesy, one by one hypocrisy.

After several people exchanged greetings for a while, Mrs. Yin said, "Yinlan, take some guests to the guest room to have a rest."

"Come with me." Yinlan went out first.

Li Qinian followed her and secretly wrote down the location of the room of the season.

Twelve in the evening.

Li Qinian swaggered out of the door and walked towards the kitchen. When he came back, he took a detour to the seasonal room.