[Quick wear] The male partner always has his own ideas

Before Luan Jiang could speak, he heard the sound of horseshoes coming from the city.

About five seconds later, more than a dozen Imperial Guards in soft armor appeared at the gate of the city.

Headed by Jufu, commander of the imperial guards.

Almost everyone in the capital knew the name Jufu.

A few years ago, Ju Fu was still young, but he entered the Nanyan army alone on the battlefield and took the head of the enemy general. When he came back, he met Sima Heng, the war god of Nanyan. After fighting no less than a hundred times, Ju Fu After cutting off Sima Heng's arm, his left face was also injured by Sima Heng's long knife, leaving an indelible scar.

Ju Fusheng is handsome, young and talented, and with his outstanding military achievements, it is said that the matchmaker should have broken through the gate of Ju's house long ago.

However, the scar that almost spanned half of Ju Fu's face really scared away a group of famous ladies, and most of the remaining girls were people with a bad reputation.

Emperor Luan couldn't bear to see his good minister be alone all the time, so he wanted to give him a marriage.

But Ju Fu politely declined Emperor Luan's kindness, and said that he made a vow not to marry for life as early as the death of his sweetheart.

Only then did Emperor Luan stop thinking about bestowing marriage.

After the war subsided, Ju Fu led the elite soldiers into the capital with a bloody and evil spirit. He never thought that he would scare several children to tears on the spot. Since then, there has been a commander of the Imperial Army in the capital for no reason. rumors.

Emperor Luan wanted to stop him, but was refused by Ju Fu on the grounds that he didn't care and asked His Majesty not to worry too much about it.

The original body had rarely seen the commander of the Imperial Army, and Luan Jiang had never met Ju Fu in the palace since he transmigrated.

Now three years later, Luan Jiang was a little surprised when he saw this commander of the imperial army who was rumored to 'eat children'. Without him, Jufu really didn't look evil, and his appearance was not ugly.

The color of the scar across his face has faded a lot, but it is still very obvious, but this scar has clearly added a bit of toughness to Ju Fuping, and there is also a kind of aura that seems to be coming out of his clothes. male hormones, in modern times, I don't know how popular it will be.

When Luan Jiang was thinking about it, Ju Fu had already led a group of imperial guards off the horse. He first knelt down in front of Luan Jiang with his fists cupped and one knee, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Ju Fu of the Imperial Guard has met the seventh prince, and your highness is blessed and golden! .”

The city guards were very surprised when they saw Ju Fu, thinking why the imperial guards, who had always only listened to the emperor's orders, would appear here, and suddenly heard Ju Fu's words of greeting, they were so frightened that they fell down With the spear in his hand, he knelt down with his legs shaking.

"Get up." Luan Jiang looked across the crowd at the imperial palace standing in the distance, and looked away at Jufu, who had already known the situation and asked, "Commander Ju, but the emperor ordered you to come? "

Ju Fu got up, bent over slightly, and replied: "Go back to Your Highness. Your Majesty is worried that there will be some blind people in the city who will bump into His Highness, so he specially ordered his ministers to escort His Highness back to the palace."

Apparently, Emperor Luan had already learned from the dark guard what happened outside the city just now.

"Then there will be Lao Ju in charge."

Ju Fu led his horse to Luan Jiang and said, "Your Highness, please get on the horse."

There was another sound of horseshoes, and the guards guarding the city looked at the imperial army who was gradually going away, and raised their hands to wipe the cold sweat that had just oozed from their foreheads.

Luan Jiang sat on a black steed, and Ju Fu, the commander of the Imperial Army, personally led the horse rope. The eyes of those who saw this scene widened, their faces were full of shock, and they all secretly guessed in their hearts what was on the black horse. who sits.

When passing by the fifth floor of the town, Luan Jiang stopped his horse and looked up slightly to the second floor, where there was a place where he used to drink.

A man stood by the window on the second floor.

Even after three years, everyone's appearance changed, Luan Jiang still recognized his identity at a glance - Shen Lingxiu.

But Luan Jiang opened his eyes slightly, and what surprised him was the aura lingering on Shen Lingxiu's body.

Three years ago, Shen Lingxiu was still a gentle and modest gentleman, he was upright and gentle, as if he had no negative emotions, except for that emotional injury...

However, today, the Shen Lingxiu that Luan Jiang sees is completely different from the previous gentleman. His eyes are extremely dark, there is a dark swell between his brows, and the hostility is raging around him, and there is a fear of terror in his bones. , It doesn't look like a living person at all, but like a fierce soul crawling out of hell, the embodiment of evil in the world.

For a few seconds, Luan Jiang even felt that he saw Qin Xun who sometimes got sick in Shen Lingxiu.

The moment their eyes collided, Shen Lingxiu smiled softly at Luan Jiangwen as he did three years ago.

It's just that the smile that stained Shen Lingxiu's eyebrows and eyes made Luan Jiang feel a very strong danger, as if he wanted to peel him off and eat him.

Luan Jiang shuddered at his conjecture, he looked away, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and rode straight towards the gate of the palace.

Luan Jiang's gesture of avoiding something caused Shen Lingxiu to curl his lips, but his eyes were as deep as purgatory.

His Jiang Jiang seems to want to alienate him?

It's really... irritating.

Well--

How should he teach the disobedient Jiang Jiang a lesson?

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After leading Jiang Xiaobai all the way into the palace unimpeded, Luan Jiang came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with ease. Outside the hall, Chang Huai had been waiting for him for a long time.

Seeing Luan Jiang who had grown into a monstrous figure, Chang Huai, with a faint worry between his brows, hurriedly greeted him with joy, and said excitedly, "My lord, you are back."

Luan Jiang smiled when he heard the words, "Eunuch Chang, long time no see."

"Yes." Chang Huai sighed, "Your Highness has been away for three years, but His Majesty has been worried."

When mentioning Emperor Luan, Chang Huai's smile became a bit more bitter.

Luan Jiang saw that his mood was not right, so he didn't ask any further questions, but said, "Please trouble Eunuch Chang to take care of Jiang Xiaobai for me."

Before Chang Huai could reply, Luan Jiang hurried into the hall.

A few hoarse coughs came into Luan Jiang's ears first, and Luan Jiang's heart tightened when he heard that, and he hurried into the inner hall.

Just one glance almost brought Luan Jiang to tears.

Emperor Luan's aging rate far exceeded Luan Jiang's imagination. From the outside, Emperor Luan still looked like a strong and healthy emperor, but Emperor Luan's inner spirit faded away very quickly for some reason. Sheng, that weak breath hangs between Emperor Luan's brows, and there is a sign that his life is not long.

"Father..." Luan Jiang called out softly, for the first time he felt regretful and annoyed that he had left in spite of himself for three years. He stood at the door of the inner hall, hesitating and not daring to take another step forward.

Emperor Luan hurriedly put down his pen, walked a few steps to Luan Jiang, and rubbed Luan Jiang's head gently and slowly as he did three years ago, pampering him tenderly and full of thoughts: "Father Emperor's little Qi finally grown up."

The sound of "Little Seven" made Luan Jiang completely abandon his worries and timidity, he threw himself into Emperor Luan's arms with no hesitation, and acted coquettishly as before: "Father, I miss you so much. "

Emperor Luan smiled and was still bumped into Luan Jiang's arms. Just when he was about to say something, he coughed uncontrollably several times.

Hearing this cough that seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, Luan Jiang suddenly withdrew from Emperor Luan's arms, and pressed three fingers on Emperor Luan's wrist with a sullen face and said nothing. Luan Jiang was too tired from practicing martial arts, so Luan Jiang went lazily Therefore, he only mastered lightness kung fu and medical skills to perfection, and even had a posture that the blue is better than the blue.

In just a few seconds, Luan Jiang had a complete idea of ​​Emperor Luan's current health and lifespan.

He withdrew his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and remained silent without speaking.

However, his mind was full of preparation methods of various secret medicines and miraculous medicines.

"Xiaoqi." Emperor Luan smoothed his frowning brows for him, and comforted him softly, "Father doesn't want you to worry about anything."

Luan Jiang looked up at him, there was water in his eyes, and even his voice was crying: "Why...why is this...?"

"Is it... because of that bowl of heart-blood...?" He asked tremblingly.

Emperor Luan wiped away the water dripping from the corner of his eyes lovingly, and shook his head, "Xiao Qi, this has nothing to do with you." It was just half a bowl of heartache, and it could not kill him at all.

Luan Jiang grabbed the corner of Emperor Luan's sleeve, he had never been so weak and frightened: "Then, what's the reason?"

Emperor Luan didn't want to tell him the reason, but facing the tearful Luan Jiang, Emperor Luan couldn't bear to be cruel, so he told the truth: "It's your aunt Liang Yiyu, she wants my life."

Luan Jiang's eyes were still covered with soft tears, his expression was slightly stern, and his murderous intent was slightly revealed. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Father, where is she?"

"In the cold palace." Emperor Luan sighed softly.

For special sake, Emperor Luan would spare Liang Yiyu's life no matter what, even if Liang Yiyu wanted his life, but as long as it was special, he would obey obediently, just like back then.

Luan Jiang loosened Emperor Luan's sleeve at once, turned around and walked out of the hall full of hostility.

"Xiaoqi." Emperor Luan behind him stopped him, with a somewhat helpless tone, "Let her live. Don't let your father down on me."

"Father, I will make her life worse than death." Luan Jiang didn't even bother to call the woman an aunt, he gritted his teeth, "If father knows that his sister hurt you, I think father will definitely be like me , will never let Liang Yiyu go."

Emperor Luan who wanted to dissuade Luan Jiang was suddenly stunned when he heard his last sentence.

Will Shu Qing, who took care of Liang Yiyu in every possible way for the good of her childhood, really give up Liang Yiyu as a sister because Liang Yiyu hurt him?

Emperor Luan never dared to compare him with Liang Yiyu, because he knew that in Shuqing's eyes, Liang Yiyu was his most important relative.

And he couldn't even be sure that Shuqing loved him.