When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: When the upright and loyal male lead was broken (2)

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Since there is no word all the way, Qi Yan closed his eyes and rested. When he opened his eyes again, the sedan chair had stopped, and Ning Yuan was sitting aside, trying to wake him up.

General Mansion, here it is.

The golden plaque and the Chinese border, the words are like a dragon dance, nominated by the present-day sage himself-General Zhen Guo's Mansion!

Opening the car curtain, Qi Yan's mouth curled up, looking at such a magnificent and majestic general's mansion with a smile but a smile, and shook his head twice with a chuckle.

Behind him, Ning Yuan followed and asked quietly: "What is the young master thinking?"

Qi Yan said with a faint smile, raising his heel to the footsteps of the steward of the General's Mansion.

In the future, the emperor was afraid of the general mansion because of the self-confidence and arrogance of the heroine He Hui, and wanted to unload the Puyang Tiger Talisman. The hostess felt her face was damaged, and took advantage of Pu Yangzheng's entry into the palace to dismiss her servants. She wanted to fight with the emperor for a fight, but was mistaken by the emperor for thinking that the General Mansion was going against him, so he imprisoned Pu Yangzheng and copied the General Mansion...

What will happen in the future is really embarrassing. I wonder if the General Mansion will have its current glory in the past?

"It is an honor for the host of Hehuan Tower to visit the General Mansion in person." The housekeeper's polite words spread to Qi Yan's ears, and he couldn't help but sigh about the management system of the General Mansion.

It stands to reason that the position of the steward of the General Mansion is higher than that of the boss of the Hehuan Building. This honour should have been ironic, but the steward’s sincere and respectful attitude subverted the meaning of this statement.

With a small smile at the corner of his mouth, Qi Yan arched his hands back and said: "The General Mansion is no better than others. Because it is the first time to cooperate, I went there in person for fear of a business trip, and I hope the housekeeper will not be offended."

"The old man is broken!" The housekeeper touched his beard, and a touch of appreciation was drawn in his eyes: "The original poster is so thoughtful, and the General Mansion would like to thank you."

"The butler does not want the host to call the xiaosheng. In the next Qi Yan, if the butler does not dislike it, it is good to call the xiaosheng Qi Gongzi."

The butler smiled and nodded: "Master Qi, please come inside."

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The outer courtyard is very lively and the theater is gorgeous and exquisite. Several tables are arranged on both sides of the banquet, and finally the center is the main seat, where Pu Yangzheng sits.

In a house in the backyard, Ning Yuan was waited on by a maid to put on makeup, and Qi Yan sat on the soft couch on the side, urging unhurriedly.

"Remember, if someone is frivolous to you by drunk, don't panic or be afraid. You can follow him, he wouldn't dare to do anything to you before others." Qi Yan broke his fingers and said slowly: "The queen, I won’t let him do anything. The most important thing is not to mess up this business. The General Mansion is powerful and powerful, and you will offend the General Mansion. Don’t blame me for not protecting you. ."

"Ning Yuan remembers it."

The smell of rouge in the house gradually pungent, Qi Yan frowned, got up and walked out: "I'm going out and around, if there is nothing important, don't need to find me."

The voice fell, and the person had disappeared at the door, staring at that direction, and let out a long sigh.

The courtyard of the General’s Mansion is neither luxurious nor exquisite. Everything is not specially taken care of. Instead, it grows freely with temperament. Even the rockery by the long pond is a naturally formed rock with a unique shape. Go, don't have a flavor.

Sitting on the edge of the rock and looking at the clear water of the pool, Qi Yan gradually lost his senses, and his thoughts drifted to the ends of the world.

A white dress sits casually leaning against a rock, black hair like ink, loosely tied behind his head. The green leaf hard stone is the scenery, the eyebrows are beautiful, the lips are jade muscle, and it is a beautiful picture.

When Pu Yangzheng arrived here, he saw such a scene.