Chapter 222      The fate of the past is shallow, but the love is deep

The Eighth Prince stood up and said respectfully: "I'm here today, I'm here to thank Mr. for help."

Qin Hao looked at Lao Ba carefully, and looked at the vitality and vitality that rejuvenated in his body, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

“No need to be polite.”

"If a person wants to get out of his emotional pain, he depends more on external forces, but on his own heart."

The Eighth Prince could naturally hear Qin Hao’s implication, and did not underestimate Qin Hao for this.

Instead, I feel that the person in front of me is even more unfathomable.

"Mr. Qin praised it. If it weren't for the advice of the teacher, I would probably still be deeply in love and hurt."

"Sir, this is a good deed, Xiao Wang..."

"alright."

Qin Hao interrupted the Eighth Prince: "As the saying goes, meeting means being destined to be destined."

"There is no need to say more about polite words. The weather is sunny today. We might as well drink and have fun and talk about it."

If someone suddenly interrupts himself, the Eighth Prince will definitely pull his face down.

But Qin Hao's wind and clouds are as light as if nothing in the world can't be interested.

Not only did it not arouse the Eighth Prince's disgust, but it made the Eighth Prince even more admired from the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps this is the way for the aliens to deal with the world.

"Sir, you have taught me a lesson. It's Xiao Wang who is attached to the face."

Qin Hao took out a folding fan out of thin air, and with a whisper, several jars of wine appeared on the stone table instantly.

As soon as Chen Chen saw the wine, his eyes lit up. If it weren't for outsiders, he would have wanted to open up and taste it.

The Eighth Prince looked at the wine on the table and bowed, "Sir, there is only wine and no poetry. Is there a little bit of elegance?"

"good."

Qin Hao put the folding fan in his hand firmly and smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the aura of the old Taoist.

Just one glance gives people a feeling of touching the depths of their hearts.

Chen Chen and the Eighth Prince couldn't move the eyes from these eight words at once.

Both of them were people who had been hurt by love.

Seeing this sentence, I suddenly felt a sense of empathy.

Although Qian Qinhu was a rough man, he had a good understanding and blurted out subconsciously.

"The spirit of literary and spiritual power!"

"I didn't expect Mr. Qin, are you still a scholar?"

These two sounds moved Chen Chen and the Eighth Prince away from the calligraphy and paintings.

"Good words, good mood."

The Eighth Prince praised.

"If you like it, just take the cocktail party back later."

Qin Hao said indifferently.

"This...this gift is too expensive."

Although the Eighth Prince said this, the longing gaze in his eyes undoubtedly betrayed his heart.

Qin Hao could naturally see through the Eighth Prince's thoughts. After the ink was dry, he picked up the paper and handed it over.

"Just one piece of calligraphy is nothing, you just take it."

"Sir, I dare not refuse."

The Eighth Prince accepted the words with an excited look on his face.

After the little episode ends.

The cocktail party continued.

Everyone drank until ten minutes later, and the party did not disperse.

The Eighth Prince walked towards the door of the mansion with the drunken Qian Qinhu.

As soon as he left the door, he saw a carriage from the Forgetful Palace parked outside the mansion.

When the car door opened, three beauties of different styles got off the car. They were Mr. Qin's three Taoist couples.

Out of courtesy, he greeted him and bowed, "Xiao Wang has met three ladies."

"The Eighth Prince doesn't need to be polite."

The three girls responded politely and left.

The Eighth Prince originally planned to leave after the salute, but when he glanced at the woman in a light blue fairy dress, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

The slightly drunk Gan Qinhu was stunned when he saw the Eighth Prince, and raised his hand to shake it in front of him.

"Prince, is it possible that the three ladies around Mr. Qin have any problems?"

"It is not certain yet, but these three ladies are not ordinary people."

The Eighth Prince said, a light flashed in his eyes, and he once again set his eyes on the lady in blue.

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Gan Qinhu looked at the Eighth Prince in confusion. He felt that the Eighth Prince had said something, but he didn't say anything.

Until the gates of Sacred Heart Residence closed.

The Eighth Prince only showed a sudden enlightenment on his face and murmured:

"It turned out to be a demon seed, no, to be precise, it is a seed of luck."

After hearing the three words "The Demon Sect", Gan Qinhu woke up instantly and almost shouted out.

However, after hearing the Eighth Prince's words, the expression on his face became even more shocked.

"Mr. Qin is worthy of being a master of the world. Even the demon seed can be cultivated into a seed of luck."

The Eighth Prince nodded slowly and said, "That's right, I was thinking about giving me what gift to repay Mr. Qin at first, but now I know what to give."

Although Gan Qinhu was very curious, he did not dare to ask about the prince's affairs. The two of them got on the chariot and returned to Jubaoyuan.
Chapter completed!