Sipi

64. Prosperity must decline

Prince Gong's birthday banquet is approaching, and Luodu should have been decorated with lights and festivities, a joyous scene.

However, Xie Qi Ye Lingyun didn't feel it at all.

Kang Ningmeng, who came to Luodu for the first time, should have been curious about everything, but Ye Lingyun couldn't feel it at all.

There are still two days before Prince Gong's birthday, enough for Ye Lingyun to rest.

Kang Ningmeng followed Ye Lingyun all the way without looking sideways or raising his head, like an eggplant beaten by frost, he didn't even notice that Ye Lingyun didn't go to Prince Gong's mansion.

The relationship between Prince Gong and Ye Lingyun can be said to be not close, but it can also be said to be extremely close, but this kind of closeness, I believe no one would want it.

Yu Shuqiu has made countless military exploits in his life, and I am afraid that he can't count how many bloods of the royal family of the previous dynasty have been stained on his hands.

Ye Lingyun didn't know whether to thank Yu Shuqiu for not killing him at that time, or to hate Yu Shuqiu for leaving him alone.

Kang Ning had heard from Gu Bo that Ye Lingyun had a courtyard in Luodu. Although Ye Lingyun didn't live in it once a year or so, there were still dozens of servants in the courtyard, which were as clean and tidy as Ye Lingyun's. When Yun just left Luodu and went to Xuyang City.

Although he was invited to attend the birthday banquet, Ye Lingyun could not live in Prince Gong's residence.

After all, Ye Lingyun has flesh and blood, and he is also afraid of the condemnation of his conscience, so he can't sleep at night because he can't eat.

Ye Lingyun's other courtyard in Luodu is small but elegant and quiet, a little out of Ye Lingyun's style.

Some people are always surprised that they refuse to eat the rice dumplings that are brought to their mouths, but when the rice dumplings have long legs and run away, they regain their appetite.

This kind of person, Ye Lingyun can't draw a definition and draw conclusions, so he can only be classified as Kang Ningmeng, and the label of that category is only two words: sick.

Gu Bo was clichéd, Ye Lingyun was very annoyed but did not dare to attack, thinking, the Taifu would always talk to him the most at this time.

After telling Ye Lingyun what to pay attention to, Gu Bai's habitual smile at the end was a little strange and meaningful.

Ye Lingyun's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague premonition that Gu Bai knew something ulterior.

These unspeakable things should not be said to be bad for him, nor for Prince Gong.

The heart of gossip is as terrifying as a scourge, constantly making Ye Lingyun restless.

Ye Lingyun's mind immediately ran through the overwhelming barrage at the speed of light, which was strange.

For example, "Happy to hear and see, the people of Xuyang City sent a congratulatory message!"

At this moment, Kang Ningmeng was still in the state of squatting in the corner and quietly planting mushrooms. He didn't interrupt the conversation between Gu Bai and Ye Lingyun from the beginning to the end, and seemed to have changed his temper.

Ye Lingyun felt that this was the best ideal state, and it would be better for Kang Ningmeng to be a quiet, handsome man who grows mushrooms.

But that must be without the mushroom-picking coopers.

There are lights in Luodu tonight, and Gu Bai suggested that Ye Lingyun and Kang Ningmeng can go shopping.

Ye Lingyun looked at Gu Bai, then at Kang Ningmeng.

Kang Ningmeng looked at Ye Lingyun and then at the floor.

Therefore, Ye Lingyun happily decided to go to the Lantern Festival with Kang Ningmeng, and he was very happy.

Unfortunately, his happiness did not last for a quarter of an hour.

Because in this quarter of an hour, he became a light bulb and cannon fodder, shining brightly between Cooper and Corningmont.

Fate may be that you can meet someone when you want to see someone, and you can see someone when you don't want to.

When Ye Lingyun was doing his duty and shining brightly, a figure suspected of Wen Yue appeared within his line of sight, successfully attracting most of his attention.

Ye Lingyun followed the man and turned left and right. After a while, he separated from Gu Baikang Ningmeng. When he turned back to look for someone, he didn't know where he was now. The people around him looked strange. Wen Yue also disappeared.

Ye Lingyun was naturally annoyed and regretted so much that he almost beat his chest and howled to the sky.

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder and said, "Master Ye, what a coincidence?"

When Ye Lingyun heard the voice, he immediately rolled his eyes at the source of the voice.

The embarrassing Wen Yuechao Ye Lingyun, who forcibly strikes up a conversation, is full of embarrassment and smiles brighter and brighter.

Seeing Wen Yue, Ye Lingyun thought of the books he bought.

Therefore, in Ye Lingyun's eyes, Wen Yue had to be linked with money.

Ye Lingyun hugged his shoulders, changed his flustered and stupid expression into a cold and noble one, and said, "Since you know that I am the Lord of Sunrise City, what about the money? Do you pay it back? Or do you choose to pay it back?" Pressing every step of the way.

Wen Yue was frightened by Ye Lingyun's sudden aura, took a few steps back, paused, and said, "Of course—not return it!" He said forcefully, "The sage said, mighty can't be subdued, my books have never been sold and never returned. Even if you are the heavenly king, I can't change this rule!" He said resolutely and unyieldingly, what an indomitable man.

Although this indomitable man is just writing pornographic novels and selling pirated books.

Fortunately, the hero never asks the source.

Ye Lingyun couldn't help clicking his tongue when he saw Wen Yue's righteous and awe-inspiring look.

He must emphasize again that he has never seen such a brazen person like Wen Yue! !never seen before!

The two of them were staring at each other, but they saw a person staggering towards them, dressed in brocade clothes, but smelled of alcohol, with a jug of wine in his hand, pouring it into his mouth as he walked.

Ye Lingyun recognized that the disheveled alcoholic was Yu Yunchuan who had been invincible a few months ago, so he turned slightly to make way for him.

Yu Yunchuan seemed to have degenerated to the extreme. Although his clothes were still bright and beautiful, Ye Lingyun could see that his inner self had quietly changed.

Yu Yunchuan was followed by a few guards, about three feet away from him, neither daring to approach nor to stay away, none of them went up to stop him from being drunk and domineering.

Yu Yunchuan couldn't drink enough by himself, so he caught a pedestrian and poured some wine on that person's head, whether it was on purpose or unconsciously.

Sitting on the side of the road was a sorcerer who looked at the physiognomy. He seemed to be looking at the marriage of a couple of lovers.

Yu Yunchuan threw the jug to the ground, and then walked towards the warlock with a menacing look.

After the warlock waved goodbye to the destined couple, he suffered bad luck.

Yu Yunchuan seemed to be going crazy, overturned the warlock's table, kicked the warlock down, and punched and kicked.

The people around came and went, but no one dared to step forward to stop them, but their eyes showed fear and resentment, probably because they had been bullied for a long time.

Although the warlock was bruised and swollen from Yu Yunchuan's beating, he was extremely calm. He kept looking at Yu Yunchuan's face carefully, his eyes seemed to be nailed to Yu Yunchuan's face.

Suddenly, Yu Yunchuan screamed and covered his bleeding arm.

He was hit by a stone on his arm at some point, and the stone was deeply embedded in his flesh.

Wen Yue snorted silently, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Ye Lingyun first looked at Yu Yunchuan who had fled in embarrassment, and then at Wen Yue's direction, thinking that some Lei Feng who did not want to be named had done something good.

After Yu Yunchuan left, the sorcerer stood up with difficulty and patted the dust on his clothes, shook his head and sighed, "Extreme prosperity will lead to decline, self-inflicted evil, you can't live."

The author has something to say: Thank you Xiao Gongju for the deep water torpedo~

#Boring Small Theater#

Dayue [duang]: I have a special technique for attracting little leaves

Little Leaf: Well, he's talking nonsense

Mengmeng: Then, my lord, why are you blushing?