small rivers and lakes

Haitian Liancheng has a close relationship with Chaotang, this Le Wuyou knows, and looks at him suspiciously: "Taboo?"

"Su Xiting is the accompanist of the current Holy Majesty when he was the crown prince. He comes from the Su family in Wuzhong, and he belongs to the family of poetry and ritual hairpin tassels," Long Yunteng said, "but it is rumored that his relationship with the Holy Majesty is not that simple."

Le Wuyou is so clever, he immediately reacted when he heard it: "The two of them are broken sleeves?"

"That's right." Long Yunteng said, "The Holy Majesty is five years younger than Su Xiting, and he is very dependent on this person. However, on the day the Holy Majesty ascended the throne, Su Xiting disappeared from the palace out of thin air."

"What?" Le Wuyou was taken aback, "I heard that the palace is heavily guarded, not even a fly can fly, how could it disappear out of thin air?"

"This is the strange thing. This case has been pending for 24 years, and it has become a thorn in the heart of the Holy One. No one dares to mention it." Long Yunteng played with the wine glass and said lightly, "But the royal inner curtains are always bloody. A concubine and aristocrat were quietly removed, and it is unknown."

Le Wuyou thought for a while: "When I first met that evildoer, he really looked like a scholar, but the prince accompanied him to read...it's not quite like that, maybe it's just the same name."

Long Yunteng nodded: "Maybe."

The two talked for a while, Le Wuyou thought that it was time for Zhong Yi to wake up, so he got up and said goodbye, hearing his footsteps getting farther and farther away, gradually disappearing, Long Yunteng's resolute lips could not help slipping a wry smile.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps coming from a distance, Long Yunteng put away his smile, and said in a deep voice, "What's so flustered?"

Mr. Wei knelt down by the soup pool, panting heavily: "My lord, Su Yuhen has gone to the Infinite Pagoda."

Long Yun stood up hurriedly, grabbed the robe by the pool, and saw a black flash in front of his eyes. The robe was already on his body, and the cloth was wet and stuck to his skin, outlining his majestic muscles.

As he strode out, he asked, "What is he doing at the Infinite Pagoda?"

"I don't know why he's crazy," Mr. Wei quickly followed behind him, "Suddenly he started using lightness kung fu and rushed over at an extremely fast speed."

Long Yunteng thought for a while: "Is there any movement in the tower?"

Mr. Wei said in a low voice: "The guard said that it has been quiet in recent years, but after everyone came to the villa early this morning, there were a few roars."

Long Yunteng frowned, strode forward, like a black gust of wind, blowing away a deep ancient pagoda deep in the villa.

At the same time, Le Wuyou returned to the guest room and heard movement in the bedroom. She looked over and saw that Zhong Yi had woken up and was dragging her injured leg to rub against the bed.

"What?"

"Hey, you're back." Zhong Yi sat back on the bed, moved the injured leg that had been moved out of the bed back to the bed, pointed to the teapot on the table, and complained, "I'm a little thirsty, you're not here Beside me, Jiu Bao didn't know where she died, even that Ah Jin refused to talk to me..."

Ah Jin?Isn't the kid that Mr. Wei pointed out very nice?Le Wuyou picked up the teapot and poured a cup of boiling hot tea, and said casually, "Did you offend someone because of your careless words?"

"I have such a good temper, how could it be?" Zhong Yi said convincingly, "I thought he was bored waiting outside by himself, so I invited him in to chat for a while."

Le Wuyou paused, and asked suspiciously, "How long is a while?"

"Not long," Zhong Yi said, "probably only an hour."

"..." Le Wuyou thought that if you chatted with me one-sidedly for an hour, I wouldn't want to talk to you. You're still thirsty, so if you say a few words, you won't be so thirsty.

He sat on the side of the bed holding the teacup, and asked with a smile, "Want to drink?"

"Think about it!" Zhong Yi reached for the teacup, "I'll drink it even if you poison it now!"

The teacup slipped from his fingertips.

"Hey?" Zhong Yi laughed, "Don't make trouble, give it to me."

Le Wuyou laughed, holding the teacup in his palm, avoiding his fingers extremely nimbly, his movements were fast and steady, the celadon teacup was so fast that it almost left an afterimage, but not a drop of tea soup inside.

Zhong Yi rose up, and his right fingers were nimble, probing, hooking, scratching, scratching...but every time he was avoided by Le Wuyou just before touching the teacup.

The two snatched the other to hide, and went back and forth for more than [-] moves. Zhong Yi didn't even drink a drop of water. He was so angry that he almost smoked, and beat the bed board and shouted: "Don't rob, don't rob, Ah You bullied me!" I!"

Le Wuyou leaned over and tilted his head to look at him: "Are you angry?"

Zhong Yi quickly tilted her head, kissed him on the face, and hummed: "Yes, I'm angry!"

Le Wuyou wiped the drool off his face, and said seriously: "If you are angry, just concentrate on being angry, why do you want to belittle me?"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll explode in anger!" Zhong Yi said confidently.

Le Wuyou burst out laughing, holding the teacup around in front of him, and said with a smile, "I'll give it to you only after calling me good brother."

Zhong Yi suddenly looked hopeless: "No!"

Le Wuyou snorted: "I'm five years older than you, so I can't afford to call you brother?"

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "I wish I could be 15 years older than you."

"Why?" Le Wuyou asked in surprise.

Zhong Yi took his hand and put it in the palm of his hand to play with, gently rubbing the callus on his hand with his fingertips, with a chuckle on the corner of his lips, no explanation, just a self-deprecating laugh: "I just want to be older than you That's good."

But Le Wuyou seemed to understand it, bent his fingers, held his hand in the palm of his hand, bowed his head and kissed it, and said lightly: "But I think this is just right now."

Zhong Yi raised his eyes, looked into his eyes blankly, felt that the sky was full of stars, and couldn't help but feel numb, half of his body was numb from the back of his hands to his spine, and for a while there was no thought in his mind, only One Le Wuyou, thinking that everything he said was right, smiled and nodded: "Well, it's just right."

Le Wuyou held the teacup in his other hand and sent it to him: "Call me brother."

"Beautiful you," Zhong Yi quickly snatched away the teacup, the hot tea had already cooled down due to the fight between the two, it was warm and just in the mouth, he drank it all in one gulp, and brought it to Le Wuyou's ear , softly said, "Why don't you stay on the bed and call?"

Le Wuyou's face burned up, and he used three points of internal force to suppress his blushing, and smiled evilly at the corners of his lips: "Sometimes you call!"

The two of them also drank a glass of water affectionately. After playing for a while, Zhong Yi smiled and asked: "You just went out to relax? Is this place fun? It's a pity that my leg injury is not healed, otherwise I must take a stroll with you. Come this morning I noticed when I was there, because of the hot springs in this villa, the climate is warm and humid, which is quite different from other places in the Northland, and the flowers and trees seem to be more luxuriant. Even though it is late autumn, it is still a good place to visit."

"Yeah." Le Wuyou replied, "Walking around casually, I happened to meet my eldest brother having a bath. The two of them talked about the past, completely forgetting about themselves, forgetting the time for a while, otherwise they would have come back earlier."

Holding an empty teacup, Zhong Yi showed a look of being struck by lightning: "Forget me completely?"

"What's wrong?" Le Wuyou looked at him suspiciously.

Zhong Yi flattened her mouth and complained: "You never forget yourself when you chat with me!"

"..." Le Wuyou couldn't help laughing, thinking of the conversation with Long Yunteng just now, he couldn't help smiling a little.

Zhong Yi asked sharply: "What's wrong?"

Le Wuyou asked: "How much do you know about that monster Su Yuhen?"

Zhong Yi said: "Judging from the number of his martial arts, this person is probably from Xianming Mountain City, and Su Yuhen is not his real name."

"What?" Le Wuyou was taken aback, "Not his real name?"

Zhong Yi looked at him with some surprise: "There are many people who walk the rivers and lakes under false names, why are you so surprised?"

Le Wuyou thought about Long Yunteng's remarks about the name "Su Xiting" just now, and frowned: "How do you know that Su Yuhen is not his real name?"

Zhong Yi: "Xianming Mountain City is composed of several families who escaped from the war in the Central Plains 400 years ago, and there is no surname Su among them."

"So that's how it is..."

Zhong Yi asked in surprise, "You seem a little disappointed?"

"Yeah." Le Wuyou responded, repeating the conversation with Long Yunteng just now.

Zhong Yi couldn't help restraining his expression: "Did Su Xiting disappear from the palace 24 years ago? When you say that, I remembered that the Valley of the Abandoned Wind was established 24 years ago. This person seems to have appeared out of nowhere, with no teacher or background, and suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes."

"Then Su Yuhen is Su Xiting?"

"I don't know about that," Zhong Yi pondered for a moment, "However, I am very interested in another matter."

"what's up?"

Zhong Yi asked: "Do you still remember when Mr. Wei first entered the villa this morning, how did Mr. Wei get this villa?"

"28 years ago, the old city lord offered a beauty, which was rewarded by the first emperor."

"Who is this beauty?"

Le Wuyou was taken aback: "Mr. Wei didn't say anything."

Zhong Yi's phoenix eyes flashed, and there seemed to be a glimmer of ruthless light, and said lightly: "Many people don't know about this now, but it was a big event back then."

Le Wuyou looked at him suspiciously.

Zhong Yi said: "During the reign of the first emperor, there were signs of great chaos in the world. The fate of the country was in decline, and all wastes were not prosperous. Strategize with ghosts and gods."

Le Wuyou said: "Don't ask the common people, ask the ghosts and gods."

"That's right," Zhong Yi smiled, "28 years ago, an alchemist who was highly respected by the late emperor calculated that there was a phoenix coming to the fairy mountains overseas, which would marry the real dragon and the emperor. , searched day and night, and finally let him find it.”

Le Wuyou was surprised: "Is there really a phoenix?"

"The real dragon is the son of heaven, so the Lingfeng is a beauty." Zhong Yi snorted, "The one who found Lingfeng back then was the old city lord of Haitianlian City."

"It's no wonder the first emperor rewarded such a luxurious villa," Le Wuyou said, "With the phoenix coming to the ceremony, the fortune of the country is prosperous, and the old city lord is a hero."

Zhong Yi smiled: "Do you see that the fortune of the country is really prosperous now?"

Le Wuyou also laughed. In recent years, there have been frequent wars, and the fortune of the country has not only failed to prosper, but even worsened, so he joked: "It seems that this phoenix has insufficient mana, I don't know which fairy mountain it came from, maybe it's because of insufficient cultivation. "

"From Xianming Mountain City."

"what?"

Zhong Yi slowly said: "His name is Fenghuang Xi, he was only 14 years old, and he rode the waves in a small boat. Unexpectedly, he was kidnapped by Haitian Liancheng and sent to the palace as a phoenix."

"Why do you think he is Lingfeng?"

"Probably because there is a light crimson phoenix-shaped birthmark on his forehead."

Le Wuyou's complexion changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly, took two steps in the room impatiently, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Zhong Yi: "Is it an evildoer? There is a birthmark on the evildoer's forehead, which is so light in color that ordinary people can't see it. "