Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

Lin Zhanfeng sat in the middle, drinking and listening to music, bored. The table was full of delicacies and dice boxes for gambling. There were two young women in cool clothes sitting beside him, eagerly pouring wine and vegetables for him. The private room looks like a sensual place.

Song Yu wanted to go in and grab a meal, but he was a little awkward, because these two women were somewhat familiar to him, one had eyebrows and eyes that resembled him, and the other had lips and chin that resembled him, I don't know if it was a coincidence.

"Hey, Yumeiren, you are here again. What a coincidence, the private room you came to is now used by our young master. I will take you to another room—" The clerk recognized Song Yu and saw him at the door. He hesitated before, but immediately greeted enthusiastically to lead the way.

The yelling may have passed through the thin paper door, and the sound of the wine glass falling came from the room. In the next second, Lin Zhanfeng really appeared in front of Song Yu like a gust of wind, exuding a faint fragrance of wine and sandalwood, and his voice was a bit hoarse and drunk.

"Why haven't you come to see me for so many days?"

Song Yu fiddled with the warm palm that he was holding her, and explained: "I'm not afraid of disturbing your elegant mood, I just came to have a meal, and I will leave soon."

Lin Zhanfeng gave a "tsk" displeasure, and led him into the private room without any explanation, drove away all the messy people, poured him a glass of wine, and drank tea himself.

"I wait every day in the private room where you came, but I don't see you... Yumei, you are so heartless."

Indeed, it has been a long time since the two met last time, because Song Yu had encountered the so-called "danger", so during this time he was under the strict protection of Yin Huaiyu, and there were fewer opportunities to sneak out of the palace.

It's not that Lin Zhanfeng didn't send someone to investigate Song Yu, but he is not an ordinary person living in the capital, and naturally he can't find out his residence and information, so the chance of this reunion is mysterious and unpredictable.

"Because I was busy, I was delayed by something. Aren't you here now? By the way...those two women are your girlfriends? Well, they are concubines or something?" Song Yu asked hesitantly, and Lin Zhanfeng made a choice Eyebrow, with a complex complexion, her eloquent mouth paused for a moment, "No, don't get me wrong, I've never been married, and I'm as good as a jade..."

If other people in the royal capital heard this famous romantic young man utter the word "keep one's body like jade", they would be taken aback and smiled knowingly. Lin Zhanfeng also stopped explaining in time, and confessed under his puzzled eyes.

"It's not that you don't show loyalty. After you got drunk that day, you clearly promised to get together with me again and go to the cruise ship to play together. You made me wait."

"I have no one to accompany me, a lonely family. I can only find two women who are similar to you to drink and have fun with me, but they are really boring, and I can't talk to each other at all, alas——"

"Really? I promised?" Song Yu repeated hesitantly, without any impression of it, and Lin Zhanfeng was even more impulsive when he saw his blank look, and tried his best to suppress the malicious smile at the corner of his mouth, "Yes, you still You promised to come to my house to stay for a few days, and watch the flowers with me in the day and the moon in the evening."

Song Yu "Ah?" After a while, no matter whether it is true or not, he has no time to live in his house, so he can only play tricks: "You can't take it as a joke after drinking."

Lin Zhanfeng pulled his face in disappointment, and lay down on the table pitifully: "Is it so difficult to go out and meet me? Or if the beauty tells me where your home is, I can go find you."

"My house is far away, it's not convenient."

"Very far? No problem, my house has the fastest BMW and vehicles in the world, beauty just need to tell me where you live—"

Lin Zhanfeng clings to people like a gummy candy, and keeps leaning against him like a drunk man through his drunkenness. Song Yu gradually becomes overwhelmed. Seeing that it's getting dark, he has no choice but to explain why he wants to relieve himself.

"Okay then, beauty, you have to come back quickly, I'll urge the chef to serve you rose cakes."

Lin Zhanfeng reluctantly let him go, Song Yu said yes, but when he went out, he told the waiter that there was no need to serve pastries, and asked him to speak to Lin Zhanfeng for himself, and then rushed to Fusui Palace without stopping .

Because shortly after being attacked, Fusui Palace was particularly heavily guarded. Although Song Yu knew martial arts, he did not know how to do light work. At most, his feet were much faster than ordinary people, so he did not plan to play like Mo Gufei and Liu Hanshan. Instead of sneaking in, he wore a bamboo hat and a veil to block his appearance and let people report.

When Aunt Qing saw him, she was a little surprised, and then realized, she brought him to King Fusui.

The domineering middle-aged man from before seemed to be injured and lay on the sickbed, not as vigorous as before, but his spirit and domineering aura did not decrease at all.

Seeing that Song Yu entered the main gate of the palace openly and aboveboard without prior notice, he was a little anxious: "How did you leave the palace?"

"Of course it slipped out, and you didn't send someone to deliver me the medicine, and you want me to die from poison?" Song Yu responded calmly, and he was right, but before giving the antidote, King Fusui had doubts.

"Do you know that the guard who committed suicide because of being disguised this time is the one who was by your side before?"

Song Yu's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and his face was as if nothing had happened, "Guard? Which guard."

"The one called A Fei, disguised himself and lurked in the palace, but he is already dead."

King Fusui held his breath and stared closely at Song Yu, wanting to see if Song Yu had any flaws.If the thieves who attacked the palace were related to Song Yu, it would be impossible for Song Yu to have no emotion on his face.

It's just that Song Yu has never seen that person at all, and has no impression of him at all, so naturally there is no ups and downs in his heart.

They all thought that the thief came to the palace in disguise from the very beginning, but they didn't know that the guards who stayed in the palace later were just to replace Mo Gufei who stayed in Yaoyuexuan.

"It's a good thing I entered the palace, otherwise it would be scary to have such an undercover agent ambushing beside me." Song Yu sighed as usual, making people believe that he was the one who was innocent and ignorant, so he was free from suspicion.

But there are still more than seven or eight months left for the wedding, which is enough time for further changes. King Fusui was always uneasy: "Since you entered the palace, have you won his favor? He really just postponed the wedding due to illness, not wanting Regret the marriage?" His sharp eyes looked up and down to see if Song Yu had a guilty conscience or was playing tricks.

"En." Song Yu nodded calmly, recalling the subtle but harmonious atmosphere when the two got along, "He and I get along very well, and he won't regret the marriage. Give me the antidote."

In order for people not to recognize his identity as the princess, Aunt Qing changed him into men's clothes to cover his eyes, but when he left the palace, Song Yu still keenly sensed something unusual.

It was as if there was a certain aura following him like a shadow, but he couldn't get rid of it, and he couldn't detect his age or gender.

The only thing we can know is the unfathomable strength of this person.

He deliberately quickened his pace, shuttled in the alley, trying to throw him away with multiple corners, and the man gradually lost his composure and moved his hands.

"Ah—" Song Yu yelled, thinking that he was being attacked, but the moment he yelled, his mouth was covered with a palm.

A glimpse of white clothes was caught in the line of sight, coupled with the familiar smell of this person, the frightened and beating heart seemed to calm down.

Song Yu raised his head hesitantly, and met a pair of smiling eyes, "Uh-uh--" Liu Hanshan, you childish ghost!Even scared him!

"A Song, I'm sorry, I scared you." Liu Hanshan let go of his hand, supported his shoulders, and sincerely apologized softly. Song Yu's good temper made him unable to really get angry, so he asked helplessly. .

"Why are you following me?"