Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

Huan Lin seemed to be in a daze, and sat there blankly for a whole night, like a stone sculpture, motionless, and his eyes were never closed.

In the early morning, when the sky dawned, Huan Lin suddenly came back to his senses.

It's just a jade pendant, so why should he be persistent?It's a bit ridiculous to think about mobilizing so many people for that person's personal jade pendant.

When he walked to the main hall, eunuchs and maids filed in to change his clothes.As soon as those people approached the emperor, they felt a gust of cold air rushing towards their faces, and they couldn't help shaking their bodies.It was too cold, that was the real coldness, someone secretly looked up, and saw the ice particles on his black hair, scattered on the top of his head, it seemed to add white hair to the plain.

The eunuchs and maids did not dare to say much, they just put on a pale face, combed his hair and changed his clothes.The emperor, who hadn't slept all night, didn't show fatigue on his face, his body was full of vigor and the majesty of an emperor, but his eyes were much deeper and darker, and he occasionally lost his mind in the court, so there was nothing weird about it.

In the early morning, the emperor stared at Xie Jun two more times. After the early morning, he specifically asked about Xie Silang's condition.

Xie Jun was very vigilant, already thinking about whether to send Xie Silang to Kuaiji.The past between Huan Lin and Xie Zhan is there, Xie Silang is somewhat similar to Xie Zhan in appearance, the Xie family cannot have two good luck.

"Xie Zhan is dead, you are his elder brother, please make arrangements for his funeral," Huan Lin said.

Xie Jun couldn't help being stunned for a moment after hearing this. Although they are brothers, they are not siblings of the same mother.When Xie Zhan was born, Xie Jun was already sensible, knew his life experience, and thought of his mother, so he didn't like him, and the relationship between the two was just a brotherly relationship on the surface.Later, when Xie Zhan did such a thing, he was very much like his shameless mother. Xie Jun wished he could clean the lintel of Xie's house.But at such a time, he died, but he still felt a little sad in his heart.After all, he is a child of the Xie family.

"Xie Zhan is the son of Princess Jinling after all, the spiritual seat should go to Xie's family." Huan Lin said.

It has been a long time since anyone mentioned this name. It was a scandal between Sima's family and Xie's family. No one dared to mention it.When the emperor mentioned it at this time, Xie Jun's face couldn't help changing, and then he sighed faintly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As long as the Xie family arranges the funeral, the whole world will know that Xie Zhan is dead, and the news of his death will be announced.

The living Xie Zhan was gone, and the person whose name was always linked with Sima Yan was gone.

The person lying in the side hall of the Tai Chi Hall will always be his.

After Song Yan came back from Yingchuan Prince's Mansion, he felt that there was a gust of wind behind him, and he always felt that someone was watching him from behind. When he looked back, he couldn't see anything.Song Yan's vigilance was extremely high, if he didn't find anyone behind him, then there really was no one.

He is actually a capable man with no ambitions, otherwise he would have already ascended to the position of emperor by virtue of his military strength in Yizhou for many years.If he went to Sima Yan for a purpose, it was to make things difficult for Huan Lin.

Huan Lin robbed him of his things, so he couldn't do nothing and let him bully him.This doesn't look like Song Yan anymore.Although he has no heart to be a master, he has no self-awareness to be a servant.

When Song Yan returned to the Song Mansion, he searched for paper and ink, and immediately made a painting.

Xie Zhan hates Song Yan very much now, and originally wanted to close his eyes and meditate in it, but Song Yan would not let him get close, so he picked up the jade pendant, pointed at him and said, "What do you think of my painting?"

Xie Zhan had long since discovered that Song Yan hadn't discovered his existence—generally normal people wouldn't think that human souls would be attached to jade pendants.Song Yan just has the habit of talking to himself to dead things.Xie Zhan has never seen such a person before. He looks elegant, but has a vicious heart, but also has some special little hobbies. In his eyes, such a person is simply a strange flower.

Xie Zhan had to take a look at the painting, but after just one look, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

The person in the painting has long black hair, big eyes, sparkling water, and exquisite facial features, that's all. Seeing these, Xie Zhan also recognized himself, but when he saw the bottom, he was ashamed and angry I can't wait to hit it against the wall!

In Song Yan's painting, he was actually not wearing any clothes, but laying in a field of bright flowers, that posture... how coquettish and slutty it is!

What is in Song Yan's head? !

"The waist is slender, the legs are white and slender, and the figure is really good, but it can't make the two generations of emperors fascinated..." Song Yan propped his head and pondered, "Could it be because of the kung fu between the beds?" Okay, how many tricks?"

Xie Zhan: "..."

Song Yan deliberately ran to tease Emperor Yuanxi, but he was still struggling with such a problem when he came back?

He no longer wanted to hit the wall, but wanted to hit Song Yan to death.

How can there be such a shameless person? !

Song Yan closed his eyes, as if he had thought about it seriously, and when he opened his eyes again, staring at the person in the painting, his breathing suddenly became rougher, and desire appeared in his eyes.

Xie Zhan opened his eyes wide subconsciously, Song Yan sat there lazily, wearing only a plain robe, the neckline was spread out, revealing fair skin and faintly visible muscles... Wu Shisan often runs around with his breasts exposed, Xie Zhan has long been used to it, but he doesn't like it, and thinks it is insulting to the gentleman, but Song Yan does it in a very romantic way.Reminiscent of his painting just now, Xie Zhan is not ignorant, so he fully knows what is going on with Song Yan at this time.

Xie Zhan had already seen his shamelessness, so it was no surprise that he did something more shameless at the moment.

But Song Yan didn't do anything more shameless, but closed the painting, turned around and walked out.

Xie Zhan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.If he was human at this time, he must have sweated on his nervous forehead.

"My lord, everything about Xie Zhan has been found out."

Xie Zhan just raised his breath in relief, he was dead, why did Song Yan want to check himself?

A large stack of books was delivered to Song Yan. Song Yan took one, flipped through it casually, yawned before finishing it, and threw the books aside.Clearly found his business a bit boring.

Xie Zhan is actually a very patient person, he can hold his breath, and he can hold his breath, so outsiders always seem to be calm and calm, but at this time, for the first time, he has the urge to go berserk.

Xie Zhan only felt a tight breath in his chest, but he was helpless.

He is attached to the jade pendant, and the jade pendant is in Song Yan's hand.Man is the knife and I am the fish.

There is no female family member in Song Yan's mansion, but there is a portrait of a woman hanging in Qinglan Courtyard. The portrait is exactly the same as the one he painted before, so he thinks that this woman should be someone Song Yan likes.

It must be a strange woman to be able to be a woman who Song Yan likes and also likes Song Yan.

Song Yanduan was sitting in front of the portrait, and there was a qin in front of him. His slender and fair fingers touched the strings of the qin, and as he plucked it lightly, the beautiful sound of the qin quietly flowed out.

Xie Zhan has a lot of research on qin music, and there are Guqin melodies that he got from many ancient books and other people hidden in his Xie Mansion.The song Song Yan played was one he was familiar with, but he had only played it himself, never heard anyone else play it.

Although Xie Zhan was very reluctant, he had to admit that Song Yan played very well. He was passionate at high pitches and sentimental at low points. With yellow sand and bones.Song Yan sat there, wearing a loose white robe, adding a sense of immortality for nothing.Xie Zhan couldn't help being fascinated when he heard it.

It's just that the song was played halfway, and it suddenly stopped.Xie Zhan came back to his senses suddenly, always felt that it was difficult to complete, and his eyes couldn't help falling on the strings, with a trace of longing in his eyes.He loves the qin and is almost addicted to it. He has not moved for many years, and at this time his hands are itchy.

The sound of the piano that was cut off suddenly resounded, connecting with the original one, it was completely natural, gradually getting better, and it was impossible to tell that it was played by two people.Xie Zhan looked at his hand, a little unbelievable, his body has never existed, so he has never seen himself, but at this time, he actually saw his hand!Then the next moment, Xie Zhan realized what he had done.He turned his head and met Song Yan's gaze.

Song Yan sat there sloppily, without any change in the expression on his face, no surprise, no fright, that calmness made Xie Zhan's uneasiness intensify.

Shouldn't the average person yell 'Damn' when encountering such a thing?

"It turns out that you have been following me." After a while, Song Yan said suddenly, with interest in his eyes.