my phoenix is ​​below

Lu Yan had never been so embarrassed and irritable before. He raised his fist and was about to beat him down, just because of the phrase "dream".

What do these mortals think, it's not good to live, they have to court death!

He was so angry that he slammed his fist on the bed and got up to leave.

But as soon as he took a few steps, he stopped, turned his back to Xie Bulian and said: "Prince Qi wants to kill you, but Ye Lanting is reluctant."

He turned his head and told him very kindly: "So you think about it, whether to meet him alive, or to die to atone for your sins."

Xie Bulian opened his mouth, wanted to say a few words, but finally closed it.

He has nothing to say.

Based on this, Lu Yanzhen had nothing to persuade, he patted on his robe, and walked out the door on his own.

He wanted to send a message to Song Wei's whole paper crane, and no one else could know about it yet.

Especially Qu Fengfeng, last time it was broken by Qu Fengfeng.

Lao Lu's small calculations were loud, but at some point, Qu Fengfeng appeared behind him and grabbed his wrist.

"You want to send a letter to Song Wei again?"

There was no emotion in the voice, but there was no smile on Qu Fengfeng's face.

With a stiff smile on Lu Yanzhen's face, he took two steps back and said flatteringly, "Fengfeng..."

Qu Fengfeng let go of his hand, glanced at him strangely, then turned and left.

"Just pass it on, it's none of my business."

Look, the words are vulgar.

But after Qu Fengfeng made such a move, Lu Yanzhen's interest in sending a letter lost, he scratched his head and followed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, a burning pain pierced through his back, as if some force was about to break through.

Is it the seal that Qu Fengfeng mentioned?

Lu Yanzhen frowned, and couldn't help squatting down to hug herself, but couldn't help scolding her in her heart.

What a fucking pain...

But half a moment later, before Qu Fengfeng turned his head, Lu Yanzhen straightened up calmly, and forced a smile on her pale face.

"Wait for me, Fengfeng."

As he said that, he quickly ran over and put his arms around Qu Fengfeng's neck. Xiao Qu was speechless to Lu Yanzhen's mindless behavior, so another supercilious look was born.

But Lu Yan really didn't care about this, he smiled and talked to himself, completely forgetting the pain he was dying just now.

But when Qu Fengfeng pushed him away, saying that he was going out to buy something, Lu Yanzhen almost staggered and fell inside the room the moment he left.

At this moment, Xie Bulian, who was still paralyzed on the bed, was startled, and said weakly: "Brother, this is..."

Lao Lu scrambled on the ground, wriggling like a maggot: "Recently, I've been shopping a lot in brothels, and my body is getting weaker."

He swallowed, and smiled again: "However, it's okay."

It was a simple conversation, but Xie Bulian's expression suddenly darkened, and he said: "Brother told me that he rescued me from Weiguo, so are you a citizen of Weiguo?"

Although the tone was flat, Lu Yan really saw life in it. He didn't care about the pain in his back, so he hurriedly got up and got into Xie Bulian's bed, grabbed his hand, and said, "That's right, that's right, Xie Bulian, Thank you for the green cloth gown, do you remember me?"

Seeing Lu Yanzhen's pale but radiant appearance, Xie Bulian's mind shuddered, and he had an instant impression.

"Are you that...Little Master Lu with the white porcelain fox mask?"

Xie Bulian was puzzled.

Hearing this, Lao Lu burst into tears: "You finally recognized me, thank you Bu Lian, I saved you for the sake of visiting brothels together, so don't think about it."

Xie Bulian stared at him for a long while before giving an answer: "Yes."

"However," Xie Bulian said again: "You disappeared half a year ago, where did you go?"

There was never a moment more embarrassing than this.

Lao Lu scratched his head, and said with a light smile: "I went to the kiln too much and something went wrong, so I went to the mountains to cultivate my morals. No, I'll come out now that I'm better, but when I saw it, Weiguo is gone."

He spoke extremely sadly, as if he felt the same, only Xie Bulian turned his head away and sighed: "Yes, Weiguo is gone..."

Hearing this, Lao Lu felt that there was something to eat, so he grabbed Xie Bulian's hand and said sincerely: "However, you are a brother and sister, just tell me, what happened after I was away for half a year?"

Xie Bulian, who was caught, shook his hand reflexively, but then smiled wryly: "These things, you go to the teahouse and listen to the books, they are more detailed than I said, why bother to ask me?"

That smile was bitter as hell, as if a cup of old tea had been mixed with medicine, making it hard to drink.

The state of Wei is the largest brothel in the entire Wei state.

They urinate there and recruit some good-looking children to train them, and they can make money when they grow up.

Ye Lanting has been there since she was a child.

But at that time, he was not outstanding, although his appearance was good, but the whole drunken life, dream and death, he was born well.

Although he is quite pleasant-tempered, it seems that such a child is not willing to do such a thing.

So the old bustler closed the door and trained him carefully.

Such an arrogant person naturally wants to serve a big family.

When Ye Lanting grew up enough to serve others, the bustard resorted to tricks to spread his message.

It would be a good thing if those rich people could see it.

It was probably the day when the message was sent, Xie Bulian left the palace.

He went to the lake alone in a small boat, and the list of drunken dreams floated on his boat. When he looked up, he happened to meet Xie Bulian who was leaning on the railing and eating melon seeds.

Black hair in blue clothes, black hair hanging down.

There are many such characters in the kiln, but Ye Lanting is a man, and he is also a good-looking man.

Perhaps because he noticed that Xie Bulian was looking at him, Ye Lanting yelled at him from across the small lake: "Hey, the one in the green cloth gown, would you like to kowtow melon seeds with me?"

Look, how interesting!

So of course he didn't go.

Although he travels in low clothes, people in the entire Wei Kingdom only know Wei Wang Xie Xun, but they don't know that he is merciless.

No one knows whether to be thankful or not.

But we can't take it lightly, Weiguo is so big, someone will always want his life.

So he threw away the picture scroll, punted away, and Ye Lanting, who was kneading melon seeds on the high platform and pavilion, spat out the melon seed skin, parted his red lips slightly, and threw out a sentence.

"Dead poor, what a show!"

Fortunately, Xie Bulian couldn't hear this sentence, if he heard it, Weiguo would be one step closer to destroying the country.

He wandered along the lake, and floated to the teahouse to listen to storytelling. The storyteller was young and handsome, but he was blind in one eye.

This is naturally not a big problem, besides, among the storytellers, this one is quite handsome.

It's just that what this gentleman said was unusual. People love to talk about strange things, but he chose to talk about what he wrote.

"It is said that a young son was born in the general's mansion. He looks like a young lady. He is so handsome. The old general thought he was not masculine enough, so he found a secluded yard and imprisoned him without saying anything to the outside world. There is such a child."