Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

In late spring and early summer, the weather is already hot, and the trees outside the window look extraordinarily dense and green.

Song Yan was lying on a bed made of bamboo to enjoy the cool and take a lunch break. He was only wearing his underwear, his belt was untied, and his clothes were scattered.Some people put on clothes and looked like an elegant young man, but when they took off their clothes, they showed strong muscles, and their posture was no worse than those five big and three rough generals.Song Yan has such potential, he can behave rudely and gracefully.Xie Zhan was sitting on the steps, not wanting to look at him at all, but looking up at the blue sky.

"What are you looking at?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him.Xie Zhan was taken aback, and recited silently in his heart that Song Yan couldn't see him, so he felt relieved.Song Yan's black hair was scattered like that, and he had a romantic and unruly temperament. He sat down beside him and looked up at the sky.

"the sky is very blue."

When he was alive, he never took a good look at this world. Only after he was dead did he stare at the sky, stars, flowers, plants and trees so seriously.The sky was very blue, and with a thought in his mind, he couldn't help but look at Song Yan, and saw his handsome profile.His eyelashes are very long, and his face is soft but not feminine at all.His appearance is very popular in Jiankang City.

Song Yan lay down on his back and looked straight at the sky: "It's like the blue sky is covering him."

Xie Zhan couldn't help being a little curious, and lay down too... Then he saw the dark roof.

Song Yan suddenly smiled: "Did you lie down? It's so deceiving."

Xie Zhan: "..."

Xie Zhan quickly sat up and turned his back to Song Yan.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, Song Yan fell asleep, but Xie Zhan sat down by the window without feeling sleepy.

"Azhan."

He suddenly heard a voice calling him, that voice was familiar but unfamiliar.

Xie Zhan turned his head and saw Emperor Yuanxi standing behind him.He was wearing a purple-gold costume, and his hair was tied in a black jade crown, showing heroic eyebrows and a tough face, just like the appearance many years ago.

Xie Zhan was suddenly a little dazed, and stared at him blankly.

Emperor Yuanxi is really in front of him, but it seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. Xie Zhan can't figure out that kind of vague feeling.

"Azhan, I'm sorry." His face was full of guilt.

Xie Zhan opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

"Azhan, may you be safe in the next life, and may you never meet me in the next life. Goodbye." There was something extremely complicated in his eyes, like pain and reluctance, and finally turned into determination.

When Xie Zhan looked again, there was no sign of Emperor Yuanxi in front of him.

He should be in Yingchuan Palace, he had seen him a few days ago, so it must be an illusion just now.

Before Xie Zhan fell into a deep sleep again, he still thought so.

Some people who look crazy are extraordinarily smart.Xie Zhan was taken aback by Song Yan's intelligence.

In front of him was a glass filled with water.Song Yan held a book post in his hand, with many words written on it.

"If the word I'm pointing to is your name, you overturn this glass of water." Song Yan said.

Xie Zhan's eyes couldn't help but fall on the page he turned over, and the word Zhan was ranked second.Xie Zhan put his hands behind his back silently. Song Yan is smart, but he is not stupid.

Song Yan pointed to all the words written on it, but there was no movement in the water in front of him: "I thought the water would pour when I pointed to the first word."

The first character is 'Lan', which is the name of the woman he hangs in Qinglan Courtyard.

"If Qinglan wanted to come back, she would have come back a long time ago. She can get rid of me, and she doesn't know where her soul will go now." Song Yan laughed at himself.

"..." Xie Zhan suddenly felt lucky.Xie Zhan really wanted to push, but he held back, which proved that he was right to hold back.

Song Yan crossed out the words he wrote on the signature one by one, and finally there was only one word left.Xie Zhan looked at the only remaining word 'Zhan', and his mood became extremely subtle.

"Is staying here a bit boring? Let me take you out for a walk." Song Yan said.

So Xie Zhan followed Song Yan to the palace.For Xie Zhan, this is the place where all the pain breeds, even if he is bored, he doesn't want to wander around in this palace.

Song Yan took Xie Zhan to the Imperial Garden, and after a while, he met a group of women visiting the garden.Those women were dressed in various clothes, they were fat and thin, and their appearances had their own characteristics, but they were all first-class women.Among them, the woman in pink is the most outstanding, it is the lord of the harem, Queen He Jin.

Xie Zhan didn't want to see her, but He Jin had already seen them, left behind a group of women, and walked in front of Song Yan, with a shy smile between his brows: "Master Song."

Xie Zhan looked at her and suddenly felt that she looked a bit like the woman in the painting in Qinglan Courtyard.

Song Yan bent over to He Jin: "Empress Empress."

In the palace, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Song Yan finally restrained himself.

Song Yan's eyes fell on those beauties.The smile on He Jin's face became stronger: "These are the girls from Xie, Wang, Yu, and Xi's family. All of them are beautiful and beautiful. This palace looks good. I want to give the emperor a concubine. What do you think, Mr. Song? "

There was a smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes. She looked at Song Yan with pleading and dependence.

Xie Zhan had known for a long time that the relationship between the two was unusual, so he couldn't help but look at Song Yan's reaction.

"As for accepting the concubine, your Majesty and Empress will be fine with it." Song Yan said.

Song Yan was obviously pretending to be stupid, and He Jin's face changed slightly, but her smile quickly returned to her face: "Master Song is right."

The two parted ways and walked to a place where there was no one else. Song Yan faced the void and said, "Are you still satisfied?"

Xie Zhan: "..." Although he was happy to see He Jin deflated, Song Yan said this as if there was some relationship between them.

"I do things for fun, even if I'm being used, I don't feel anything." Song Yan said.

As expected, he knew everything He Jin did.So what he meant at this time was that he was not happy to be used by He Jin.

Song Yan wandered around in the palace and accidentally wandered to the front of the Taiji Hall. The door of the Taiji Hall was closed tightly. Everything seemed normal, but Xie Zhan felt something strange.

A depressive breath fell on him, and there seemed to be a nagging voice in his ears, and a cage was quietly opening towards him.Xie Zhan felt very uncomfortable, and subconsciously wanted to escape, but Song Yan stood there, and he couldn't move after walking a certain distance.

Xie Zhan's eyes fell on his waist, wishing to snatch the jade pendant from him.However, he is always a wandering spirit, although he can touch things for a short time, he cannot take them away.

"Lord Song, Your Majesty has something to do, so it's inconvenient to see guests." Li Deqing stood guard at the entrance of the hall and said to Song Yan.

Song Yan squinted his eyes and looked at the sky at the top of the Tai Chi Hall for a while: "The wind blows weirdly, with a cool yin energy. It's...calling for souls?"

Li Deqing just hung his head and didn't speak.

But Xie Zhan understood that Huan Lin was summoning his soul, so he felt a force sucking him to the Tai Chi Hall.

"I just don't know if it's Sima Yan's soul or Xie Zhan's." Song Yan said this to Xie Zhan.

Li Deqing said with a smile: "Sir Song misunderstood, His Majesty is suffering from a cold, so it is inconvenient to see guests."

Xie Zhan's mind is full of Song Yan's words.

Is Emperor Yuanxi gone?So what he saw last night was not false.

Emperor Yuanxi died... His heart was sore, numb and empty, and he couldn't tell the specific feeling.

"Looks like it belongs to Xie Zhan." Song Yan grabbed the jade pendant around his waist, turned around and left.

The inner hall of Tai Chi Hall.

Paying off, the Venerable Venerable Master sat there with eight candles around his body and incense paper in the middle. He sat cross-legged and babbled on some weird spell-like things.

A gust of wind blew, and the eight candles were all extinguished.

"Your Majesty, there is no response."

Huan Lin couldn't tell what was lost in his heart, but he breathed a sigh of relief: "So have you gone to reincarnation?"

Master Paying Off hesitated for a moment: "Maybe."

Forget it, go to reincarnate, Sima Yan will never find him again.

Huan Lin stood up, walked towards the side hall, held the man's cold hand, and traced his eyebrows and eyes with one hand.

That night, Huan Lin fell asleep early, but he still didn't fall asleep, but Sima Yan kept appearing in his dreams, blood was flowing from all seven orifices, and he said darkly, "Huan Lin, you will regret it."

"Azhan loves you that much."

When he woke up the next day, Huan Lin's face was ugly for a long time.Sima Yan's voice kept ringing in his mind, and in the end, he also had some inexplicable expectations in his heart.

After the morning court, Huan Lin went to the place where Xie Zhan lived before.The mansion was very big, every detail was built with great care, and then left unused for a long time, it was already full of dust and cobwebs.

Huan Lin had never been in before, but he seemed to know where Xie Zhan's bedroom was, and quickly found the courtyard.The furnishings in the yard are all his preferences.

Huan Lin went directly to his study room. The decoration inside was simple and elegant. Although it was covered with dust, he could see the owner's preferences.

Standing at the door, Huan Lin seemed to see him sitting behind the table, lighting a candle, writing something seriously.

Huan Lin walked over, but there was nothing left, empty and deserted, without the slightest popularity.

Huan Lin sat down on the chair and opened the nearest drawer, only to see that it was full of yellowed paper.

Huan Lin took out a sheet at random, and the handwriting was Xie Zhan's. When he saw the content clearly, his eyes suddenly seemed to be nailed to it, and he couldn't move it away.