Stealing Heart Pavilion Master Can't Get Away

The sun is rising, and the sun is still mild, but the weather is a bit muggy.The sun shines through the thick leaves, casting dappled light and shadows in the forest.

A simple and elegant carriage is slowly swaying on the path in the forest. At first glance, the carriage is no different from ordinary carriages, except that it is slightly larger, but upon closer inspection, you can see some rare patterns on the bottom of the vehicle.

The carriage was driving slowly, and a lazy voice came from inside the carriage: "Liangyu, how long will it take to arrive?"

The young man driving the car replied: "Palace Master, we will arrive in another hour."

The man in the carriage gave a faint "hmm" and then there was no more sound.

The man talking in the carriage was half lying on the soft bed with his head in his hands, and Shen Lianzhi was sleeping sweetly in his arms. He stroked Shen Lianzhi's soft black hair as if no one else was there, and his eyes were gentle, completely ignoring the silver-haired man who was reading a book.

The man has jet-black hair hanging over his shoulders, a blue sapphire on his forehead is slightly tilted due to lying down, a pair of slender eyes with slightly raised eye ends, a high nose bridge, light-colored thin lips, and a lazy and evil appearance.

He looked up at the silver-haired man who was reading beside him, and asked casually, "Are you a little excited?"

The silver-haired man didn't say a word, and after reading a page of the book, he replied calmly, "I'm not excited."

The man smiled, stopped talking, and gently stroked Shen Lianzhi's soft hair. Shen Lianzhi reached out to put his forehead on his forehead, and slowly opened his eyes, just in time to meet the man's gentle eyes.

He suddenly sat up, away from the dangerous man, he sat next to Sufeng, wanting to seek Sufeng's protection, but as soon as he got closer, Sufeng calmly got out of the carriage.

When Shen Lianzhi saw Sufeng go out, his face was so bitter that he could wring out the bitterness, and secretly slandered Sufeng for being meaningless.

"Have you rested enough?" The man said lazily, and Shen Lianzhi's brows slowly knit together. He looked back at the man with difficulty, and laughed dryly: "Well, enough rest."

The man looked at him with a half-smile, sat up slowly, and asked caringly, "Is your body okay? Did you get tired last night? Come closer and let the teacher feel your pulse."

"Hehe!" Shen Lianzhi smiled dryly and waved his hands, "Don't bother me, I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Oh? All right?" The corner of the man's mouth still had a slight curvature. Although he was smiling, it made people feel dangerous. He stretched out his hand to Shen Lianzhi, and said slowly: "That's because I didn't work hard enough as a teacher. Since Zhi'er is fine, we..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Lianzhi quickly sat down beside him, and flattered him: "I suddenly feel uncomfortable, please help me feel the pulse."

The man took Shen Lianzhi's hand, pulled him into his arms, pinched his chin, and moved his light-colored thin lips towards Shen Lianzhi's.

Outside the car, Sufeng was still holding the scroll leisurely, flipping the pages from time to time, turning a deaf ear to the surroundings.

Liangyu, who was driving, looked at the potholed road ahead, and turned his head to ask Sufeng beside him: "Master Ye, you said that the road ahead is so uneven, will my palace master knock his teeth when he nibbles on Mr. Shen?" ?”

Su Feng turned the pages of the book without raising his head, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

Liangyu was overjoyed when he heard the words, and muttered, "That's great."

He beat the horse while talking, and soon reached the pothole, the carriage suddenly tilted when he entered, and he heard Shen Lianzhi's "Ouch" from the carriage.

Hearing the screams, Liangyu laughed even more happily, but he didn't laugh for long, and then heard the lazy voice of their palace master from inside the carriage: "Liangyu, I have a match for you in this palace." A potion that enhances the physique, you can take it when you enter the city, and it will be fine for half a month."

Liangyu, who was still smiling brightly, suddenly turned into a bitter face. Who doesn't know that the lord of his family has always been prudish, and used to use some high-sounding excuses to torture people. This Mr. Shen was also coerced by him.Although he was dissatisfied, he only dared to complain in his heart. If he spoke out, he was afraid that his death would be even worse.

The city gate was right in front, Sufeng put the scroll on his forehead to block the glare of the sun, looking at the majestic and majestic city gate not far away, he lost his mind for a moment.

Three years ago, he thought he was going to die, but he was rescued by Shen Lianzhi and Gong Chuhan who arrived suddenly. It took him more than three years just to raise his body. I don't know how Mu Ge is now?

When they entered the city, just in time for the Fudi welcoming team to pass by, Sufeng saw the handsome Fudi riding on a horse in a bright red wedding gown, and was stunned for a moment, his eyes slightly warm.He came back slowly, but he didn't expect to catch up with Fudi and Qingyuan's happy event.

He said softly to Liangyu beside him: "Follow the wedding procession."

"Ah?" Liangyu looked at him puzzled, seeing that he had been silent for a long time, thinking that he would ignore him, so she didn't ask any more questions, and slowly followed behind the welcoming team.

The welcoming team stopped at the door of Ye Mansion, walked to the sedan chair with a smile on his flute, and said gently to the people in the sedan chair, "It's already here, let me help you get off the sedan chair."

There was no response in the sedan chair, he lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and bent over to help Qing Yuan, who was dressed in a bright red bridegroom robe, out.

There was a gentle smile on his face, deliberately ignoring the anger in Qing Yuan's eyes.

Qingyuan was helpless to enter the Ye Mansion with his help, walked into the hall, looked at the festive celebrations and the big red happy characters pasted on the hall, felt resentment in his heart, and also had some inexplicable feelings, like warm currents flowing in his body .

He was drugged by Fudi last night, and he was pulled up early this morning to freshen up and dress up. He wanted to resist, but found that he had no strength, and he couldn't move his hands.

He was still a little dazed at first, but later he realized that he had followed Fudi's way. He gritted his teeth and scolded Fudi countless times in his heart, but Fudi couldn't hear him, and he was the only one who was angry.

He was led by Fudi to stand in the hall, looking at all the guests and the gentle emperor sitting above, the roots of his ears suddenly turned red involuntarily.

Fudi approached his ear and whispered softly: "You trust me."

Qing Yuan stared at him feebly, that look was very weak, not only did not have any deterrent effect, but seemed shy on the contrary.

The newcomer arrived and was about to pay homage, when everyone suddenly turned their eyes to the gate of the hall, with surprise in their eyes.

Fudi looked back and saw Sufeng at the door, he was stunned suddenly, and didn't move for a long time.