Tiger Wings

Cang Yixiang said: "This person is wrong, he is pretending."

Cang Yuyang was surprised: "How do you know?"

Cang Yixiang glanced at Cang Yuyang's empty wonton bowl, what he said was really embarrassing.

"When Yu'er is also hungry for three or two days, she will naturally know."

Cang Yuyang retorted unconvinced: "Could it be that father knows?"

At that moment, Cang Yixiang's eyes were as deep as the sea, and Cang Yuyang couldn't speak anymore.

The long-awaited shopping has also become quite lacking in interest. It seems that Xisu, which is deep in the hinterland of Yaojin, has not been affected by the disaster at all, and is still as prosperous as yesterday.

It's just that there are still many ragged people on the street, hiding in dark corners and begging humblely.

The marks left by the disaster can be seen on the face, body, and clothes.

His eyes are slow, his movements are slow, but when the charity comes, he becomes like a wolf and a tiger, his eyes are fierce, as if he wants to kill someone.

Cang Yuyang stood where he was, he thought he understood what Cang Yixiang said.

Compared with these disaster victims, the beggar just now moved fluently and spoke fluently, and his black hair and dirty face were just appearances. Most importantly, that person's eyes were so clear that there was not even a trace of chaos.

Obviously, he came here after trekking through mountains and rivers, and these doubts were obvious, but he didn't realize that his life was much happier than most people's.And all of these depended on the man who was holding her hand at this moment.

Cang Yuyang stopped where she was, and suddenly didn't want to leave, but she didn't want to give up on the day she finally got.

"Father, shall we go to the White Tower?"

Cang Yixiang turned his head.

"why?"

Cang Yuyang said: "It's been a long time since I saw the national teacher and Xiao Gu, Yu'er wants to go and see them."

Cang Yixiang nodded, but still pulled him forward without stopping.

"Not today."

Cang Yuyang looked at him suspiciously, and then suddenly realized that there was indeed a conspiracy today, so any rewards are farting!

The place Cang Yixiang took him to was very popular, it was a teahouse if it was elegant, and it was a place to have fun if it was vulgar, of course it was not a place for men to have fun, but a place for ordinary people to have fun.

A woman with a clear face was singing "Yiyi Yaya" in an incomprehensible language on the stage in the middle, and Cang Yuyang couldn't recognize any of the gadgets in the hands of the artists who played the music next to her.

Cang Yixiang asked him to sit down and said, "This is a wandering entertainer who comes here several times a year."

Cang Yuyang was not interested: "We just listen to this one day?" His tone was a bit aggressive but he couldn't restrain it.

Cang Yixiang glanced at him.

"Yu'er, tell me first, why do you want to go back?"

Cang Yuyang replied: "No, no, no, I don't want to go back, but I didn't find anything interesting."

"Father... Dear, if you have something to do, don't give in to Yu'er."

"Why do you say that?"

"Are you okay?"

Cang Yixiang picked up the pastry at hand, and said softly, "Yu'er, don't you want to eat?"

There should be no hand holding the pastry so beautifully, Cang Yuyang felt that his neck was very hard.

He heard that his own voice was also light and agile, as if the wind would blow away.

But there was no wind this afternoon, so his voice was crystal clear.

"I don't want to eat it," he said.

Then he added a redundant sentence: "It's not as delicious as the ones at home."

This sentence that seemed to be an explanation made Cang Yuyang regret for a while.

Cang Yixiang chuckled lightly, turning his face to see the sun, the little girl who poured the tea looked straight at him, the tea spread all over the table.

Cang Yuyang was trying to stop his father from seducing the underage girl, when he heard a burst of laughter, the laughter was really exaggerated, and the tea on the table rippled automatically.

The people sitting at the table near the front whispered to each other, Cang Yuyang vaguely heard a sentence: "The young master of the prime minister's mansion is here..."

Cang Yuyang turned his head and found that the owner of the laughter had already shown his head. He still looked like a human being, but his eyes gave people a bad feeling.

Next to him was a woman holding a man's hand, wearing bright peach red, which really affected people's appetite in this hot weather.

A servant came up early to greet him, and he didn't know whether the expression on his face was hospitality or fear. "Third Young Master, Third Madam, come and sit down quickly, the little ones have already reserved space for you."

With a sound of "shua", a brightly colored fan unfolded, and the woman smiled and said, "Xiao Er, where is your boss? Why didn't you see it?"

Xiao Er said anxiously: "Third Madam, the boss heard that you are coming, and is preparing iced white fungus soup in the kitchen, and will deliver it in a while."

The third lady smiled softly, as if she was extremely satisfied, and at the same time, the goosebumps all over Cang Yuyang's body appeared.

Cang Yuyang took a sip of tea, but before swallowing it, he choked it out.

Cang Yixiang quickly patted him on the back, Cang Yuyang grabbed his hand, stared at him closely, and it took him a while to say anything.

"you do this delibrately."

"That depends on what Yu'er said?"

Cang Yuyang didn't have time to play riddles with him: "How could Xiangru be the third lady? Isn't she Yunfei's servant?"

Cang Yixiang narrowed his eyes: "Who told you that?" Then he handed him a cup of tea, with a soft and soothing tone: "She used to be Concubine Yun's maid, but she left the palace to get married last year, but sometimes I will go to the palace to see her."

"Then who did she marry?"

"Concubine Yun's second brother, Prime Minister You's third son."

Cang Yuyang finally calmed down, and said "oh", the meaning was self-evident.

With an unnatural body turned sideways, Cang Yuyang looked at the busy traffic outside, and let out a foul breath.

Cang Yixiang's voice was close at hand: "Yu'er, don't be afraid, she won't recognize you."

Cang Yuyang suddenly turned around, her nose passed by a piece of softness, and her cheeks blushed immediately.

"Who's scared? Also, father, don't get so close to me!"

Cang Yixiang picked up the teacup, turned a deaf ear, and seemed to enjoy it.The position where he was sitting cleverly blocked the outside view, and Cang Yuyang's heart really settled down a lot.

Touching his nose, Cang Yuyang thought of what he saw in the mirror in the morning, and felt miraculous again: "Master Bing's disguise technique is really good, but why not use magic to change his appearance? Wouldn't it be much easier? "

Cang Yixiang said: "Yu'er, magic is just a method of blinding the eyes. The illusion created is vulnerable to people with strong mental power. Only with the help of some special equipment can it be foolproof."

"So, magic is not omnipotent, there are so many flaws."

Cang Yixiang patted his head: "Yu'er, what is there without flaws? As long as everything in this world is mutually generated and restrained, there is no perfect existence."

Cang Yuyang waved his hands, his face frightened: "Father, why do I feel that you are becoming more and more like a master." As a gesture, he even touched Cang Yixiang's chin, where there is a thin layer of beard, I don't know Is it true or not.

"Father is getting old, and he really has become sloppy."

Cang Yixiang just smiled indulgently, laughing until Cang Yuyang's shameless face couldn't hold it anymore, and obediently shut his mouth.

Unknowingly, the performance over there came to an end, Cang Yuyang watched the masters pack up their utensils, and seemed to be about to leave.

He felt that he was a pig, and if he wanted to bicker, he would just fight in Xisu Palace. Isn't it a waste of time, place, and people to run here?

Xiangru also stood up, her posture was as elegant and generous as when she was a palace maid, but she still smiled shyly when she saw her husband

The third young master was also very kind to her, the two exchanged flirtatious looks, and wore their grotesque clothes as decorations.

A group of people came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Cang Yuyang was eager to try, but was pulled down as soon as he stood up.

"Yu'er doesn't want to sit anymore?"

"Aren't you going to follow them?"

Cang Yixiang frowned, without saying a word.

"You don't really want to listen to an opera here!" He would never believe it.

Cang Yixiang looked out the window, the sun was shining brightly, and asked, "Yu'er hasn't seen your grandfather yet, right?"

Grandpa?What kind of thing is this? Grandpa is mother's father, so let's put it this way...

Cang Yuyang opened his eyes wide and nodded: "I haven't been there, are we going?"

Cang Yixiang turned his head and smiled, looking distant and ethereal amidst the flying dust.

"We'll go tonight."

Just such a sentence made Cang Yuyang distressed all afternoon.

But Cang Yuyang didn't know what was bothering others at night!

Glancing at the leisurely Cang Yixiang next to him, he hugged himself and flew over the walls as if entering no man's land.

Cang Yixiang's long hair fluttered in the wind, ethereal and beautiful, fascinated the eyes, but couldn't fascinate Cang Yuyang's beating heart.

Why is the house of the prime minister's mansion built so high!Cang Yuyang tightened the grip of the material in his hands, and was not surprised to hear the man's chuckle.

"Yu'er, are you scared?"

Cang Yuyang poked his neck: "Who's afraid, this night scene is so beautiful, I'm just a little excited, but you, father, don't do good emperors, come here to peep, don't be ashamed!"

After much deliberation, I never thought that this man was not an open and aboveboard visit, but a night visit to the prime minister's mansion.

Cang Yixiang stepped on the corner of the house with a speed like a leopard and a posture like a swallow, and fell silently.

That action is a habitual offender, Cang Yuyang couldn't help thinking about it, did this person also run out of his window to peep like this?

Several teams of guards walked by, and Cang Yuyang depressed depressedly.Only then did he suddenly realize that the guards in the Prime Minister's Mansion are really impenetrable, comparable to the strict guards in front of the Zisu Palace.

After pushing the people around him, Cang Yuyang signaled with his eyes: "What exactly are you going to do?"

Cang Yixiang waved his hand, but he lay on the eaves and did not move.

With question marks all over his head, Cang Yuyang could only observe the scene below, and after seeing clearly, he turned his head in amazement and pointed at Cang Yixiang's trembling hands.

Cang Yuyang's voice was also trembling: "Father, you are so perverted."

Cang Yixiang turned his head to look at him, his black eyes flickered, and it made his heart shudder.

But... this is a woman's room!

Surrounded by green trees, bonsai flowers, the most conspicuous thing is that several dresses are floating in the yard, Cang Yuyang's eyes are straightened.

Is life-saving important?Or is it important to uphold justice?Cang Yuyang made a very difficult choice, but a few chuckles made him tremble.

Looking down, a group of maids came in surrounded by the lady, with swaying steps and a smile on their brows, who is it not Xiangru?

Cang Yuyang turned his head and looked at the man lying on the roof who was concentrating and motionless, and said pitifully: "Father, it turns out that you fell in love with a married woman, but Yu'er believes that with Father's charm, you will be able to succeed immediately!"

Cang Yixiang stroked his hair, but didn't say anything, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth looked particularly glaring.

Next, Xiangru ordered: "I'll go in to take a bath, you guard the door, don't let anyone in."

Several maids answered "yes".

The door closed and closed again, and the sound of water soon came from inside.

Cang Yuyang turned his head in embarrassment, and found something even more embarrassing for him.