East of the city, Li Po tea and wine stall.


    At night, the emperor''s capital is more prosperous than in the daytime. Even in winter, pedestrians come and go in the streets, a scene of prosperity and peace.


    The sky gradually darkened, and the snowflakes fell on the earth.


    Pedestrians wandering outside looked up at the sky and said, "it''s snowing!"


    "It''s snow in this season!"


    One by one, they said happily that the auspicious snow heralded a good year. After staying for a while, they held an umbrella and coir, led their daughter-in-law and their children


    Ye Zhiqiu, dressed in black, sat in the corner of the tea and wine stall, drinking with a large bowl. The bright candles on the street fell on her through the wind and moon, and the cold of the twelfth lunar month was a little lighter.


    "It''s not you, brother Ye. Your majesty asked you to beat me. It''s just a joke. Why are you so honest! You really beat me!"


    Sitting opposite her, Zhou Minghao, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, picked up a large bowl of wine and drank it up. He wanted to laugh. As soon as he pulled the wound at the corner of his mouth, he couldn''t help hissing.


    "I''ve been merciful enough to you!" Ye Zhiqiu saw him like this, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I didn''t break my arms or legs. What if I just hit you in the face?"


    Zhou Minghao was angry with her and smiled. His face hurt when he smiled. He had to put down the wine bowl and cover his face with his hand. "I dare you. Brother Ye has been beating me in the face for mercy? I don''t know. He thought I robbed your sweetheart. You have accumulated resentment for a long time. Then he found the opportunity to hit me in the face like this."


    "Yes." Ye Zhiqiu nodded very seriously.


    And she really cares about this guy.


    It was agreed that he would buy a drink after the fight. Ye Zhiqiu didn''t choose an expensive restaurant. There were so many acquaintances that he didn''t go here.


    Give more face!


    Seeing this, Zhou Minghao couldn''t help asking him, "why? Your sweetheart really likes me?"


    Once upon a time, the handsome dandy forgot the wound on his face when he heard this, and slowly smiled and said, "which girl? Why didn''t you say it before? What''s the relationship between us? If she likes you, I won''t go to her again!"


    Before the sons of Xie Heng''s family came to imperial capital, Zhou Minghao was one of the best in imperial capital. He had good looks and family background. There were countless girls who were a little lovesick.


    Of course, since Xie Heng ascended the throne, Zhou Minghao is not only the son of Zhou who inherits his father''s shadow. After he has his own title and title, he is constantly in peach blossom.


    Ye Zhiqiu is different. He used to be a mountain king. When he came to Dijing, he went directly to Xie Heng''s command.


    These two people are natural masters and followers. One kills without blinking an eye, and the other dances like lightning.


    Before the battle of the two armies, the two pairs of people with him had been unlucky for eight lives.


    Zhou Minghao thought like this and couldn''t help adding, "who is the girl you like? I haven''t seen you mention it in ordinary times. I see you walking around Shoufu every day!"


    Ye Zhiqiu looked at the man and just shouted that the wound hurt. After a while, she seemed to have completely forgotten the wound on her face and was curious about her sweetheart.


    Your majesty is right.


    Sure enough, the skin is thick.


    Jingda.


    Damn it!


    Ye Zhiqiu picked up the wine jar and filled himself with a bowl. "I don''t like girls. I just said you were right. However, brother Zhou, I don''t know why you have a good relationship with the fourth childe until today."


    Zhou Minghao only listened to the first half and fell into deep thought. He murmured, "the previous sentence... Which sentence is it?"


    Ye Zhiqiu didn''t talk to him and took a bowl of wine. He thought that this guy was probably suffocated on the way to the city.


    Since his father''s accident, this man has never been relieved. He has lost a lot of weight. He walks with Shoufu all the way. His words become less and people are dull.


    Today, after meeting Xie Heng in the palace and talking a lot, he seems to have come back alive after leaving the palace.


    People have to be fresh.


    The only bad thing is that he talks too much at the moment.


    Zhou Minghao recalled what he had just said for a long time, and asked with some uncertainty, "what you said is that you showed mercy to me?"


    Ye Zhiqiu nodded, but didn''t speak.


    At this moment, she finally knows why the third childe is always quiet.


    I really don''t want to speak.


    Seeing this, Zhou Minghao couldn''t help raising his hand, gently touched the wound on his face and said with a smile: "I just suddenly want to talk more. I''ve been talking a lot these days... Brother ye, forgive me, forgive me!"


    Ye Zhiqiu picked up the wine bowl and touched Zhou Minghao''s, "drink the bar you!"


    "Good, good! Drink!" Zhou Minghao smiled and drank another bowl.


    The snow fell slowly around, and some of it floated to the two people with the wind. It was crystal clear and soon melted.


    Ye Zhiqiu didn''t care about what he was doing, but he raised his hand to help Zhou Minghao brush the snow on his shoulder.


    The latter was stunned for a moment and was flattered and said, "brother ye, you are so kind to me all of a sudden, which makes me very frightened..."


    "What are you afraid of?" Ye Zhiqiu said without thinking, "I don''t like you anymore. Don''t worry. I don''t mean that to you."


    Speaking of it, Zhou Minghao has seen so many women for nothing.


    I''ve been with her for so long that I haven''t doubted her gender for a long time.


    When she was in Yunzhou, she met this man to save the Lord. At that time, she didn''t want to hide her identity. This guy couldn''t see that she was a daughter.


    When ye Zhiqiu thought of this, he didn''t know whether to rejoice that he was very clever in disguise or laugh that he didn''t look like a woman at all.


    Zhou Minghao looked at her, and her eyes suddenly became subtle. "If you don''t say it, I won''t think much. Now you specially say this to me, but..."


    Who in the imperial capital doesn''t know that ye Zhiqiu, the marquis in ink, has such a different mind about Shoufu. He can''t walk when he sees him. It''s obviously a habit of breaking his sleeves.


    He wondered if it would be ye Zhiqiu. Seeing that he and Shoufu are definitely dead, he planned to try another person?


    If so, judging from the fact that ye Zhiqiu likes people with good looks, it''s likely to have something to do with him.


    Zhou Minghao thought of this and looked at Ye Zhiqiu. His face, which was already black and blue, suddenly became more and more colorful.


    Seeing his appearance, ye Zhiqiu thought the man had taken the wrong medicine. He couldn''t help asking, "have you been beaten silly by me?"


    Zhou Minghao looked at her and didn''t speak for a moment.


    Ye Zhiqiu reached out and shook in front of him, "brother Zhou? Brother Zhou!"


    After she shouted, she couldn''t help muttering, "no, I didn''t do it. Why do I look dull?"


    The sound did not fall.


    Zhou Minghao, who had been absent-minded for a long time, suddenly stood up and said, "brother ye, if you were a woman, I would marry you!"