Young man, your abs have dropped

Xie Lanzhi would go to Liuyun Medical Valley to play if he had nothing to do. When he stayed there, he often shared the bed with Tan Yan. King Cheng knew about these things, so seeing his son on Tan Yan's body now, he didn't care at all. Thinking about other places, I only thought about teaching this unfilial son a good lesson.

"Stinky boy!" Cheng Wang was so angry that smoke was rising from his head, and pointed at Xie Lanzhi with his trembling fingers, "Who do you say is the wild father? Come down for me! Come down and explain clearly!"

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King Cheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "I'm not your father, so who is your father? Do you still have a father outside? Even your own mother who has been in the earth for many years has to make arrangements. I think you are itchy all over your bones and owe a beating!" "

Xie Lanzhi sang: "Only a mother is good in the world. A child without a mother is like a grass root, without the fragrance of flowers, without the height of a tree. I am a grass that no one knows..."

Tan Yan: "..."

King Cheng was furious: "Come on! Come on! Tear off this disobedient son for me!" He said as he rolled up his sleeves, "This king will do it himself today! Give me the family law!"

Tan Yan hurriedly persuaded him: "My lord, he just drank too much..."

"Ah—" Before the guards rushed in, Xie Lanzhi let out a scream, and at the same time tightened his hands and feet tightly wrapped around Tan Yan, crying loudly, "My own father will not hit me! I am the red flag of socialism The root of Zheng Miaohong who grew up under the sun is a good boy, there are no feudal patriarchs in my family, and my own father never domestic violence! You are not my own father!"

Tan Yan was so tortured by his devilish voice that his head was dilated, and he couldn't bear to tear him down, fearing that he would really be dragged to the ancestral hall and beaten.

Cheng Wang was howled by him so that the blood in his head rushed straight up. He couldn't stand the stimulation for a long time, and he almost passed out out of breath.

The manager persuaded him from the side: "My lord, the young master is drunk and talking nonsense, why are you arguing with him? It's not too late to teach him a lesson when he sobers up!"

Xie Lanzhi was still crying, crying with snot and tears, looking sad and mournful: "No one wants me anymore, no one wants me anymore, I will be an orphan from now on..."

The anger of King Cheng who had just been persuaded to go down rushed up again: "Listen! Listen! Weeping like a dead father, and saying that he is an orphan! Where does this put me, my own father? What are you all doing in a daze? Rip me off!"

The guards looked at each other, embarrassed.

The little master is on the third son of Yun right now, and the third master Yun is still protecting him intentionally or unintentionally. They will definitely not be able to snatch it with their hands. Besides, the third master Yun can't afford to offend him. He is the younger brother of today's son. He has no official position, but he has more status than his own idle prince.

I didn't see that the prince is still yelling to tear the little master down, and he didn't even ask the third son Yun to take the initiative to hand him over?If the prince doesn't open his mouth, how can those servants dare to open their mouths?

Xie Lanzhi was still crying bitterly, and while crying, Che Rulu said that he was an orphan. Seeing that King Cheng seemed embarrassed, Tan Yan was worried that Xie Lanzhi would not say anything earth-shattering, so he quietly gave it to him. Xie Lanzhi clicked his fainting point.

Xie Lanzhi's voice stopped abruptly, she tilted her head and fell asleep on his shoulder, and the surroundings fell into silence for an instant.

The manager looked nervous: "Oh, what's the matter, young master?"

Tan Yan pretended to feel Xie Lanzhi's pulse: "Drink too much, drunk... drunk to death."

Tan Yan was not good at lying, and when he lied, he would feel flustered and short of breath. Fortunately, everyone in the palace was not familiar with him, so they didn't notice his abnormality.

Without Xie Lanzhi's howling, King Cheng finally suppressed his anger. He waved his hand: "Drag him to the inner room! Scrub him well, he smells of alcohol!"

This is not ready to fight, Tan Yan hastily let go of Xie Lanzhi a little, let his feet fall to the ground, several guards surrounded him and picked him up, and carried him into the inner room like a pig.

Tan Yan was worried, and wanted to go over to have a look, but was stopped by King Cheng.

King Cheng finally calmed down at this moment, thinking that his son would drink away his worries as soon as he came back, and even drive away everyone around him. He felt that the matter was not easy, so he invited Tan Yan to a seat, intending to inquire carefully.

As a result, Qin Yan didn't know anything when he asked.

"Return to the prince, I don't know about this matter."

"Lan Zhi didn't mention the experience of this trip, he just drank."

"I kept asking, but he refused to say anything."

It is said that honest people are the most difficult to guard against, but Tan Yan is a bookish person in the Jianghu. He looks gentle and innocent, even if he is not good at lying, he can tell people's hearts convincingly.

King Cheng really believed it, sighed helplessly, and finally said: "There are lightning and thunder outside, and it is not suitable to go out. The third son Yun will stay in the palace today. You young people are easy to confide in your heart. Please enlighten the dog so that he does not borrow wine. Don't worry, I can't think of doing anything absurd."

Tan Yan respectfully replied, "Yes."

After King Cheng left, Tan Yan walked into the inner room. The servants had already served Xie Lanzhi to clean and change clothes, and the smell of alcohol in the room had almost dissipated. Lan Zhi's fainting point, but Xie Lanzhi was indeed quite drunk, and now he was sleeping soundly, with no intention of waking up at all.

Tan Yan tucked the quilt up for him, got up and walked to the window, listening to the thunder and wind and rain outside, watching the shadows of the trees reflected on the panes swaying with the wind, suddenly felt a sense of stability in his heart, This feeling is very addictive, and he can't help but want to extend it infinitely.

He was adopted by his master since he was a child. He first followed his master in incognito, and then accompanied his master through wind and rain. , was also a poor child without father and mother. In his eyes, everyone in the world was suffering, and no one was spared.

He didn't know that there is another kind of person in this world until he met Xie Lanzhi.

Xie Lanzhi seemed to have grown up in a honey pot, and when he smiled, there was sweetness in the corners of his brows and eyes. God didn't seem to have given him any troubles. He is such an old man, and he doesn't know the hardships of the world. Silly music, occasionally hurting spring and autumn, and moaning without illness, very childish.

He once suspected that Xie Lanzhi really had something wrong with his mind. Being in the royal family and living in the capital, he could not feel the bloody storm at all. This is unreasonable, unless he is a fool.

It wasn't until later that he realized that this Xie Lanzhi was not that Xie Lanzhi, and that this Xie Lanzhi really grew up carefree in a honeypot.

It's a pity that he can't go back to that honeypot now...

Tan Yan walked back to the couch, looked at Xie Lanzhi for a while, couldn't figure out why this heartbroken man could still sleep so defenselessly, and didn't know whether to feel sorry or laugh.

Xie Lanzhi slept soundly and deeply, Tan Yan was invited by King Cheng to have dinner, and he was still asleep when he came back.

The palace didn't clean up Tan Yan's house, he slept with Xie Lanzhi directly, no different from when he was in Yigu.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, the sound of the wind and rain stopped, Xie Lanzhi turned over in a daze, and crawled on top of Tan Yan when he was half asleep and half awake, as if he wanted to get over him and get on the bed.

Tan Yan was woken up by him, fearing that he would fall, so she quickly reached out to support her: "Are you awake?"

"Oh, San'er..." Xie Lanzhi was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, he leaned on him and muttered, "I'm thirsty, I want to drink water."

Tan Yan pushed him: "Lie down, I'll pour it for you."

Xie Lanzhi refused to go down, pressing on him firmly: "Wow...you are so comfortable!"

Tan Yan froze for a moment: "Do you still drink water?"

"Drink!" Xie Lanzhi nodded with his eyes closed, poking his chin on his chest, not intending to go down at all, and even wrapped his hands and feet around him when he tried to lift himself up, muttering, " Oh...it's so comfortable...why is it so comfortable to sleep on your body?"

Tan Yan was not feeling well, his chest was tense like a hard rock, Xie Lanzhi was very coquettish, he really didn't want to use brute force to pull him down, so he reached out and picked up the long sword beside the couch, turned his head and picked it up. He picked up the kettle not far away, swung a sword flower, and stretched out his other hand to catch the kettle firmly.

"Come, drink water."

Xie Lanzhi opened his eyes with difficulty until the spout came close to his mouth.

Tilting his head and taking a few sips, Xie Lanzhi pushed the kettle on and complained, "My neck is sore, I wish I had a straw. Next time I go back, I'll bring some straws."

Tan Yan: "..."

After drinking the water, Xie Lanzhi felt a lot more comfortable in his throat, and pressed his face against Tan Yan's chest again.

Tan Yan felt that she was not very good: "Go to sleep quickly."

Xie Lanzhi didn't answer him, didn't move, only let out a long breathing sound from his nose, and fell asleep quickly again.

Tan Yan: "..."

The next day, morning light came in through the panes, Xie Lanzhi opened his eyes and was fully awake. He turned his head to look around, but he didn't see Tan Yan, so he hurriedly got up and went to bed, put on his clothes and walked out the door.

Tan Yan was practicing in the yard. Xie Lanzhi walked over and sat down on the stone bench next to him. He propped his chin to watch him practice. He suddenly straightened up and said loudly, "I won't give up!"

Tan Yan was startled by him, put down his sword and turned to look at him: "What?"

After one night, Xie Lanzhi wanted to drink the flowers full of water and regain his energetic appearance. He hooked his fingers at Tan Yan and said mysteriously, "San'er, come here."

Tan Yan walked over and sat down beside him, looking at him suspiciously.

Xie Lanzhi leaned into his ear: "I was thinking about it before, and I kept emphasizing with my parents that I am their own son. Apart from talking about the date of birth and what happened when I was young, I couldn't come up with any strong evidence. , of course they don't believe it."

Tan Yan asked: "Do you have a good idea?"

"Of course." Xie Lanzhi hooked his shoulders to him and said in a low voice, "That Xie Lanzhi is a painter of ink and wash paintings, and I am a painter of Western paintings. The style is completely different."

Tan Yan looked at him: "Are you planning to..."

"Work!" Xie Lanzhi stretched his eyebrows and laughed happily, "I want to prove myself with my work!"

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I don't know much about the friendship between you straight guys. [………]