The Trick to Teasing a Noble Family’s Son

, So I came to look for brother Ji, so I came, and I hope brother Ji can bear more."

"There is nothing better in Xia, just good temperament. Alan has a deep knowledge of temperament, and I want to ask for advice in Xiaben, but there has been no chance. Alan can come to my house.

Ji Shao smiled and led Wei Lan into the seat, and said, "These are all the musicians and singers in my family. If A Lan is interested in it, she can pick it up."

"Brother Ji is polite," Wei Lan nodded, and Ji Shao put on the piano, and smiled: "Last time I played with Alan Qindi, I still remember it again. Why don't you play another ensemble today?"

Ji Shao took the initiative to invite, and Wei Lan would not refuse, but after a glance at Yan Lan, Wei Lan said: "I heard that the piano master is good at sword dance. How about Brother Yuji?"

Hearing this, Ji Shao burst into laughter: "Yanlan's dance is not something anyone can see, it depends on whether he wants to."

After speaking, Ji Shao looked at Yanlan: "Yanlan, what do you think?"

"The son of the world expresses love, but is disrespectful."

Yan Lan crawled on the ground, and then said: "I can still change into another shirt."

Ji Shao waved his hand. After Yan Lan went down, Ji Shao talked with Wei Lan for a while, and after a while, Yan Lan walked out again.

He was wearing a flaming robe, a jade crown on his head, and a sword in his hand.

When Wei Lan turned around, she saw the people under the peach blossom tree.

There is no half-serving air, as if the noble son in her memory is gorgeous and public.

She couldn't help but sinking her eyes. For a moment, she did feel that her heart calmed down.

There will never be any time, quieter than this moment.

At this time, Xie Zichen sat in front of the case, quietly looking at the file.

Cheng Jiangxiao of Dali Temple was killed, and his body was thrown into the river. His body was divided into pieces, wrapped in a linen cloth, and floated down the river.

In fact, no one can recognize him. His appearance has long been ruined beyond recognition, but the government of Dali Temple is also in it, and the Dali Temple also disappeared, so it was deduced that it was him.

Xie Zichen glanced at the dossier, crossed it, and put it aside.

"Transfer to the Criminal Ministry or Dali Temple."

This kind of case did not belong to him, but he couldn't help but jump in his heart without knowing why.After thinking about it, he took it back again, wrote the word "Xing", and handed it to a subordinate alone.

"Hand over to Sir Wei of the Criminal Department."

The author has something to say:

[Small theater, your chest is really flat]

(A few years later)

Wei Lan: "I am really a woman"

Xie Zichen (shocked): "Impossible!"

Wei Lan: "Why don't you believe that I am a woman?"

Xie Zichen: "Your breasts are flatter than mine. How can you be a woman? This is against science!"

Wei Lan: "Go away..."

[Small Theater·This is my daughter-in-law]

Wei Shao went out shopping, taking Lin Xia and Xie Zichen.

Friend: "Old Wei, take the juniors to go shopping? Who is this?"

Wei Shao: "My daughter-in-law!"

Friend: "Who???"

Wei Shao: "My daughter-in-law!"

Friend: "Which one is?"

Wei Shao: "It's all."

friend:"……"

On the second day, Shengjing was full of rumors.I heard that Prime Minister Wei's father said that the regent was his daughter-in-law, and everyone couldn't believe it.

When Xie Zichen’s father went out, a friend came and asked: "I heard that your son is the daughter-in-law of the old Wei family?"

Father Xie said: "Impossible! His son is impotence!!"

After a few days, Sheng Jing rumored that Wei Lan was impotent.

In response, Wei Lan smiled at Xie Zichen in the room.

"I don't think I am going to behave you."

Xie Zichen smiled: "Come, try."