Lord, don't be too arrogant

The outburst of anger was like a moving volcano, he couldn't help dragging Lu Yao up and walking back.

As for why he had to go, it was because he started chasing after seeing Yue Jiansheng's Flying Pigeon Passing Letter, so angry that he even forgot to ride the horse.

Uncle: Xiaoyou, the girl's husband is here... But by the way, this husband is very familiar...

"My lord, let go!" Lu Yao was dragged behind and grinned, his head spinning rapidly, "Or I'll shout..."

"You dare! You shout and try!"

"Prince of Beiting, Huangfu...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" With a little elbow force, Lu Yao was restrained.

The advantage of this is that Lu Yao can't move or make a sound, but the disadvantage is also obvious. The two of them are fighting each other, and now neither of them can leave...

Lu Yao was terrified, a heart-piercing pain came from his wrist, which made him struggle and twist nervously.

"Don't move!" Huangfu Qingcheng whispered, Lu Yao would not listen, and continued to struggle.

"Tell you not to move..." Huangfu Qingcheng took a deep breath, Lu Yao suddenly felt behind him...something seemed to be changing...resisting him...

What the hell, did you react at this time?You must have done it on purpose!Really more animals than animals!

Lu Yao almost peed in fright, but immediately behaved so well that he didn't even dare to move a finger.I only feel that I am in Huangfu Qingcheng's arms, and my nose is full of his breath - the faint fragrance of blue bamboo.

Huangfu Qingcheng hugged him, feeling Lu Yao's slight trembling in his arms, at this moment, he suddenly felt that this felt so good, he really wanted to just let it go...

The two of them were in a stalemate, and they just hugged each other in the busy downtown area. After passing by countless passers-by, they all gave them surprised looks. Such a handsome and handsome young man, why is he holding a man in his arms?This shit is unscientific!After all, although the Southern Qin style is relatively open, it is still not accepted by the public to cuddle in the street and openly announce one's Longyang addiction.

Huangfu Qingcheng tried his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart. It is not an option to continue like this. Sooner or later someone will recognize him, the famous Prince of Beiting... and he is at the feet of the emperor again. If this matter gets to the ears of the Queen Mother... Besides... Scared The flowers of the motherland on the bad street are not good either.

"Are you...do you stop struggling and shouting?" Huangfu Qingcheng asked in a low voice.

Lu Yao was speechless and nodded repeatedly.

"Don't run away?"

Lu Yao nodded his head like pounding garlic.

Huangfu Qingcheng's anger dissipated a little, he let go of Lu Yao's hand, Lu Yao stepped aside, his whole wrist was red and swollen, he looked at Huangfu Qingcheng angrily with tears in his eyes, like a little beast being beaten. (Xiaoshou?)

Seeing Lu Yao's wrist, Huangfu Qingcheng felt apologetic in his heart, he used a little more force out of desperation, but he really didn't mean to hurt him.

"Your hand... let me see."

"Don't!" Someone started to quarrel.

Huangfu Qingcheng's face sank, "Stretch it out!"

"do not want!"

"you dare!"

"Don't! I'm like this anyway, I don't want money, I don't want my life! I won't go back to the palace! If you have the ability, you can knock me out and drag me back! But as long as you have a breath, you can live forever and escape from prison!" Lu Yao also said. Angry.

Huangfu Qingcheng stared at him, "It's not that I didn't think about knocking you out..." After all, he couldn't bear to do that murderous hand.He sighed, "Tell me, what am I going to do with you?"

Hearing these words, the bad water in Lu Yao's stomach began to bubble again. This is a godsend opportunity.

"My lord, how about this, if you do me a small favor, I won't be angry, not only will you not be angry, but you will also answer the question you asked at the beginning. We are so familiar, how about treating it as a gift of friendship?" Finally With an infinitely hooked and rippling coda.

"Which question?" He was stunned for a moment, and had already forgotten all about it.

"Why do I appear here? Don't you want to know?" Lu Yao smirked.

Huangfu pondered for a while, he really...wants to know, everything about Lu Yao is full of unknowns to him, not to mention he also has absolute confidence, even if "she" is in front of him, he can't make any movement .

"...Okay, I'll take care of you first."

The BOSS was successfully tamed, the agreement was reached, and Lu Yao let out a sigh of relief, what the hell, I almost scared my dad to death.

"My lord, come with me."

Lu Yao pulled up Huangfu Qingcheng's sleeve and was about to leave, but Huangfu Qingcheng turned his wrist and held him instead.Lu Yao hissed when the wound on his hand was touched.

"...What are you in a hurry for?" Huangfu Qingcheng held up Lu Yao's wrist for a look, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, unplugged it, stretched out his fingers to pick up some ointment, and carefully wiped it on his swollen arm superior.

Lu Yao blushed, and he slightly shrank his hands.

"What? Does it hurt?"

"No, it's the first time I've been grabbed and applied medicine."

Huangfu Qingcheng sighed, "Do you think this king often does this to others?"

Lu Yao faltered, and the night at Songmozhai, he and Luo Fan suddenly flashed in his mind... Sigh, who knows if you often apply medicine to other people's chrysanthemums, or to yourself.

After taking the medicine, Huangfu Qingcheng put away the bottle and looked at him, "What's the matter? Don't you want me to help you?"

Yes, there is also the matter of Chu Yunsheng.

"Quick, let's go." Lu Yao jumped up and dragged Huangfu Qingcheng back to the ticket window for the third time.

"Master, look clearly, this person must meet your requirements!"

Damn, you actually said that I'm not handsome. Obviously, what's wrong is not my face, but this world, and your aesthetics that stayed in the last century!

It's a pity that no matter which century's aesthetic point of view, Huangfu Qingcheng is a first-class beauty.

The old man raised his eyes and saw Huangfu Qingcheng, his whole face immediately burst into smiles, "I don't know who it is, so it's Mr. Bai, it's been a while. Please come in, please come in." A sign was hung after getting up, "Master Chu must also want to see you."

Lu Yao is depressed, what is wrong with this world!Face is better than silver.

No.20 Master Hui for the little Shun Shun Mao

Lu Yao quickly took the sign and glanced at it. It was written with the words Chu Yunsheng in correct regular script. Now it is likely that he is that kid. Thinking of seeing Chu Yunsheng in a while, His heart couldn't help but jump up nervously.

Seeing him pinching the sign, Huangfu Qingcheng raised her eyebrows.

He pulled Lu Yao silently, went around to the backyard, pushed open an inconspicuous old door and walked in.

Going in is a long and dark corridor with candles, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras is faintly wafting.At the end of the aisle stood two guards. When they saw Huangfu Qingcheng, they all saluted respectfully and said, "Hello, Mr. Bai."

So easy to use, the map is fully open!Unexpectedly, this guy is actually a frequent visitor to Chrysanthemum Terrace!Lu Yao cast a deep look of contempt at the people around him.

Receiving Lu Yao's disdainful radio wave energy, Huangfu Qingcheng glanced at him and said, "Don't think about it, I used to come here often, just to watch Qian Xitiao's "Zijin"."

Zijin?What is it?Are you sure you didn't read it backwards?

However, Huangfu Qingcheng's words sounded like he was saying, don't think about it, I watch island country action movies only for rigorous academic research on human reproduction, Lu Yao snorted twice from his nostrils, noncommittal.

Following Huangfu Qingcheng and turning a corner, a large courtyard appeared in front of him.

I never expected it!This is another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. The courtyard looks inconspicuous on the outside, but there is such a resplendent interior inside.

The vegetation in the courtyard is lush, and the scenery of mountains, rocks and waters is too beautiful to behold.A little ahead, there is a five-story building. There are two brass and gold-plated lions squatting on both sides of the stone steps in front of the door, which are dazzling under the light.Two scarlet door curtains subtly separate the flashy noise inside from the leisurely tranquility outside.

Huangfu Qingcheng's footsteps stopped here, he turned to Lu Yao and said, "Don't call me the prince for a while, here, my identity is Bai Zhiqiu, a wealthy jewelry businessman. You..." He paused, "Anyway, no People know you, so you might as well call him Lu Yao, he's my cousin." Seeing that Lu Yao nodded, Huangfu Qingcheng motioned for Lu Yao to follow him, opened the curtain and stepped in.

The inner hall on the first floor is very large, with a high platform in the middle. The four pillars are exquisitely carved with white jade, and the countertop is covered with smooth marble, with flowing patterns.Behind the stage is the silk and bamboo troupe, playing the melodious music.There are low tables and futons all around, and the guests sit on the ground. You can often see handsome or enchanting young ladies shuttled by, and there are a lot of people, and there are endless banquets.Hundreds of candles are lit on the wall day and night, but the corners are still very dark, and you can vaguely see overlapping and squirming figures... There are light blue veils hanging everywhere, filled with candlelight, as if interpreting a beautiful scene. dream.

As soon as Huangfu Qingcheng led Lu Yao to appear, a servant stepped forward to salute, "Hello, Mr. Bai."

"Well, where's Feng Niang?"

"Set up the guests upstairs, and I'll come down immediately. Is Mr. Bai going to the private seat?"

"it is good."

The boy led the two of them to the second floor. The aisle on the second floor is connected to the inner hall on the first floor. The surrounding area is surrounded by a semi-enclosed room made of golden nanmu wood. There are carved Arhat beds and flower tables in the middle. Surrounded by railings, guests on the first floor can't see the above, but in the private seats, they can watch the performances off the stage without hindering their 'business'.

Lu Yao faintly felt that something was wrong...and Huangfu Qingcheng came to this kind of place...the two of them in the private seat...really a real man?

Huangfu Qingcheng sat down on the Arhat bed, the private seat is very small, there is only one bed... do you want to sit on the coffee table?