stop!This is your junior brother!

"Chang Cang? Chang Qing Bubai...a good name!"

"In that case, little guy, let me call you Ah Cang."

……

The sun was shining and the capital was singing and dancing, and there was no mess outside.

Ning Heng was lying on his back on the lawn, with his hands behind his head and a blade of grass dangling in his mouth, looking extraordinarily carefree.

He suddenly said: "Ah Cang, shall I teach you martial arts?"

As he said that, he got up abruptly, sat up as if he was very excited, and looked sideways at him, because the blade of grass didn't fall out of his mouth.

This person always thinks out what comes out.

Ran Cang thought to himself.

But he couldn't refuse.

While touching Ran Cang's bones, Ning Heng said to himself, "16 years old...he's a bit old, um...why is his body so deficient? This won't work, it will lead to the root cause of the disease."

Ran Cang's heart tightened.

If he was born in the imperial palace and loved by the emperor, if the emperor is just and wise in this world, if he has never seen swords and swords in the rivers and lakes, if he has never seen hundreds of people with faces like children, and if he has never seen Ning Heng. don't care so much.

It was just two months of getting along, but he saw a completely different world.

Ning Heng patted his nervous forearm and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, I have a solution."

He smiled like a child who succeeded in pranking, but he had the concern and pity of an elder.

"Wait for half a month, and I'll teach you martial arts when I come back."

……

Ning Heng never broke his promise.

When he came back, Ran Cang started practicing martial arts after helping him recuperate for only a month.

"Squat a little deeper."

"Punch. Power! Power!"

"Raise your legs, okay, step up."

The picture became blurred and fuzzy, and turned into a dazzling and warm panic. In that warmth, someone smiled and stretched out his hand to him——

"Ah Cang."

Ran Cang suddenly felt extremely flustered, he ran forward like crazy, but couldn't grasp the hand that was clearly close at hand, the golden color in the void, the person standing there, obviously the same as before, but getting closer and closer. further away.

"rather,"

"Aheng—!"

He woke up suddenly from the dream, and grabbed the hand of the person beside him. Immediately, red marks were pressed on his fair and delicate skin. It should have been very painful, but the person who was caught remained silent, like a clay puppet.

Ran Cang grasped the long-fingered hand firmly in his hand as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and then kissed him over and over again.

"Ah Heng, Ah Heng..."

Still no response.

Ran Cang was still in shock, panting heavily, looked up in surprise, and saw Ning Heng looking in his direction, with cold eyes, as if looking at him, or at the void.

wrong!This is not Ah Heng!

Ah Heng Mingming loves to laugh so much, he is full of life like sunshine, he has never shown such a disgusted expression to himself!

He looked at the thick black black iron chains on his thin limbs, and at the pale man who was chained, his head began to feel a little dizzy.

No, that's not the case!

Ran Cang grabbed the collar of the man who was wearing it. His shoulders were thinner than the woman's, like two butterfly wings, making one wonder if they would be broken accidentally.

This person under his palm... is completely controlled by him...

A fleeting thought.

Ran Cang almost crushed the man's shoulder, "Where is Ah Heng? Where is my Ah Heng?!"

The sound of "Kaka" came from both shoulders, and the bones groaned and groaned overwhelmed.

Finally he raised his head, the pale man raised his head, his gaze was finally completely focused on Ran Cang's face, but there was no reflection of Ran Cang in his pupils.

"Ah Cang."

"I am Ning Heng."

"The one who turned me into what I am now..."

"Isn't it you?"

What was reflected in Ran Cang's suddenly shrunken pupils was Ning Heng's face with his head up. Those beautiful eyes slowly shed two lines of blood and tears.

The butterfly's wings were broken by his own hands.

……

"Aheng!"

Ran Cang sat up abruptly from the bed, panting with empty eyes, looking around, but didn't see the person he wanted to see, the shackles he was holding tightly in his palms were already a little hot from his body temperature.

There was a faint smell of heather in the air, and Ran Cang sat quietly, gradually returning to his senses.

"Aheng..."

He stroked the shackles as if he was touching a piece of delicate skin.Thinking of the scene in the dream, the feeling of completely controlling people in the hands gradually fermented, and the tactile feeling of firmly holding the shoulders was real and delicate.

Ran Cang found himself feeling again.

He held the shackles in his hands, and kissed lightly, as if kissing the hands in a dream, with an insane and creepy expression.

"You can't run."

"Your favorite 'shore green' is here with me, how could you leave?"

……

When I came out of the dark room, the sky was already full of sunset clouds.

He even slept through the whole afternoon.

Ran Cang frowned, but then he remembered something and smiled.

Aggressive and dangerous.

"Ah Heng..."

He made a decision.

"This world is so big,"

He had tried it before, but without success.

"I want you to know—"

But the seeds were planted.

"just me--"

Just wait for a day, and it will be born from the ground.

"It's your home."

***

Dinner was a bit depressing.

It is difficult to decide how to deal with the Gu on A-Tu, Fang Siyuan is dizzy and unconscious due to the influence of the Gu poison, then Ran Cang's four subordinates must have subordinates, hiding in the dark, the person who put the Gu on A-Tu has not yet turn up.

These things were a mess at all, but there was news from Fenglou, saying that after looking through the previous records, they didn't find any suspicious people around Ah Tu at all.

Listening to Fenglou's news can't be wrong, which makes people think of one thing. A month and a half ago, Huang Zhizhi and Yunniang's pole broke suddenly during the performance, thus inferring that there was a ghost inside the castle in the air.

Although it was true that something strange was found in a young servant who had just been recruited later, and he was kicked out, how could a person who could tamper with the pole under Wu Xiaoyun's repeated inspections be found out so easily? ?So in the castle in the air, there must be nails.

Maybe even more than one.

The people on Shijin's side wanted to destroy the castle in the air, and the people on Shijijiao's side wanted to destroy Atu for unknown purposes.

Really...

Luo Shu is probably the only one who still has an appetite at the same table.

"Young master, don't just eat plum meat, eat some fried rapeseed."

[-] looked at Luo Shu, who was eyeing the sweet vegetables, and sighed, and gave Luo Shu a piece of green fried rapeseed with chopsticks.

Meat and vegetables must be matched, as well as sweet and salty.

Luo Shu watched "Heavenly Hengcai" widen his eyes, and looked at [-] accusingly, and was defeated by [-]'s expressionless gaze.

At the bottom of the cliff, Luo Shu resolutely cooks by himself after being tortured by the food in the shopping mall. However, everyone knows Luo Shu's cooking skills. Wild vegetables and other things that can be eaten directly, wild vegetables are slightly bitter and sweet, fresh and juicy, and taste really good, but no matter how good they are, they can't be eaten for ten years... This has led to the fact that although Luo Shu is not picky about eaters, he is very fond of meat dishes. When the vegetarian dishes were served at the same time, the chopsticks rushed towards the meat dishes without hesitation.

After Luo Shu finished eating the rapeseed in the bowl, he thought it tasted good, so he picked up another chopstick.Luo Shu was very serious when eating, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and he was indescribably satisfied, as if what he ate was not home-cooked dishes, but a feast of flat peaches, and what he drank was not tea, but Yulu fine wine.

Having such a person at the dinner table can always greatly stimulate people's appetite. Wu Xiaoyun had no appetite at first, so he couldn't help but pick up a piece of roasted pork with plums. The sweet and sour taste stimulated his taste buds, and his hunger suddenly arose.

Shao Zhan took a look at Lei Shicang, who had not eaten anything other than the few chopsticks she picked up after serving the table. Lei Shicang, who had been drinking all the time, felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Ever since he met him in the hall, he had mixed emotions. The girl named Atu, after hearing that she waited for Lei Shicang all night, has been haunting her heart, making the lawless little demon girl a little puzzled, what happened to her.

But Shao Zhan has always loved and hated freely, he did whatever he thought of, and he didn't care about other people's eyes. Seeing Lei Shicang drinking all the time, he thought of Luo Shu's warning to her many times that only drinking was bad for her health. Look around and imitate the two. Looking like [-], he picked up Lei Shicang's chopsticks and fried rapeseed viciously.

"The big man eats a la carte, and he is not allowed to drink."

Lei Shicang was a head and a half taller than Shao Zhan, and he had to lower his head to see Shao Zhan when he was sitting. When he lowered his head, he saw Shao Zhan staring at him with a pair of shining golden pupils, like a cat's. Eyes, he felt as if he had been bumped lightly by someone, and his depression was instantly diluted a lot.

Candlelight was reflected in Shao Zhan's eyes, dotted with stars, as if hiding a handful of golden shards of sunlight.

Lei Shicang smiled and said, "Okay, listen to Miss Ah Zhan."

After speaking, he really put down the wine jar and started to move his chopsticks. Shao Zhan watched the food in Lei Shicang's bowl go down quickly, and couldn't help but bend his eyes. Into the rice, was eaten all.

Wu Xiaoyun stopped her chopsticks and looked in Shao Zhan's direction. The worry and bitterness in her eyes could no longer be concealed. Zhao Ke, who was beside her, picked up a chopstick for her and asked, "Xiaoyun, what's wrong?"

Wu Xiaoyun bit her lower lip, poked the chopsticks on the chicken, and shook her head.

Ah Tu likes Hero Lei so much, but this silly boy, this is simply impossible.

Daxia Lei is an alcoholic, and she has known him all these years, but she has never seen anyone who can persuade him to drink alcohol.

Seeing Wu Xiaoyun shaking his head, Zhao Ke didn't care, and gave her another piece of braised pork, "Xiaoyun, eat more, don't starve."

Wu Xiaoyun looked at her husband-in-law. Atu was obviously his sister, and he was a little sadder, but he still forced a smile to cover his sorrow and comfort her, and his heart immediately warmed up.

"Well, Brother Ke, you can eat too."

Luo Qing, who was passing by, touched her nose, feeling that she was full without eating anything.

Siyuan is still in a coma now, the food is not going to be used anymore, and the steamed buns are covered in a cage to keep warm, so if he wakes up at night, he won't be hungry.

Luo Qing thought, and put the food on the pot.

It's just that he never expected that Fang Siyuan was destined to miss this meal tonight.

……

Everyone in the Zuixian Tower has their own concerns, but there are a few people waiting outside the Zuixian Tower. The two leaders, one is dressed in brocade clothes, the other is dressed in white robes, who is it not Yang Er and Wang Yi?

"Wang Er, to be honest, do you really not have a ghost on your body? The sun is coming out from the west, and this time I said I would stay at night and you didn't persuade me."

The carriage is spacious, the inner wall is embedded with warm fur, tea and snacks are placed on the small table, the warmth is harmonious, it is not the cold outside the carriage at all.Yang You took a bite of the cloud cake, and frowned in disgust.

This taste is much worse than that of Zuixianlou.

Wang Yi lazily leaned against the inner wall of the carriage, still holding the fan in his hand, and said, "If I were a ghost, would you still be fooling around here?"

Obviously let the people below come to line up, not all the sons in the city do this, but Yang Er is special, saying what is it to let Qingmei see her sincerity, squatting here trembling in line , just to take a look at Luo Qing who opens the door every morning.

Before, he was persuaded by him to go back because he thought it would be easy to catch a cold if he squatted overnight, it was inconvenient to groom his appearance, and he could not rest comfortably... for various reasons, the result was that Yang Er's carriage was transformed into a mobile house by him.

This Dynasty does not have too many restrictions on the carriage, as long as the decoration outside the carriage is not excessive, it will not interfere.Yang You asked someone to build an extra-large carriage. His family's carriage required one horse, but his family's was less than two horses and couldn't pull it.

Yang You glanced at Wang Yi suspiciously, his brother is actually quite a hairy guy, he must drink dew or snow on plum blossoms for drinking tea, the material for clothes must be "Wangshuang" from the Tibetan Clothes Pavilion, and what washes his face? The soap must be fragrance-free, but the incense on the clothes must be "snowy"... all kinds of things, and so on.

In the past, I must have used various reasons to dissuade me, and I will be persuaded by reasons that cannot be ignored in all likelihood. What happened this time?

Seeing Yang You's suspicious face, Wang Yi laughed angrily, "What's your expression? I didn't come over when you squatted at night before? This time, I saw that your carriage is ready, so why don't you try it?"

Yang You quickly apologized with a smile: "What's the matter, brother Wang can come to accompany the little brother, it's a great honor, I'm very grateful~"

Yang Er was distracted, so he ignored one point. No matter how comfortable this carriage is, it is still a carriage. Reason to come willingly to squat at night?

Wang Yi opened the fan to cover half of his face, lifted a corner of the bed curtain and looked towards the Zuixianlou, with heavy eyes, a little anticipation and doubt, and a guilty conscience that was well concealed.

***

It was late at night, and the dark clouds outside the window covered the bright moon, making it a little groggy.

Fang Siyuan was woken up by starvation.

His stomach protested frantically, making his brain dizzy, and he didn't even have time to think about the current situation. He didn't even have time to put on his coat, and staggered to the kitchen.

He was so hungry, even more hungry than when he was cheated out of his money and lived on stream water and wild fruits for seven or eight consecutive days.

He remembered that the shopkeeper and Luo Qing would keep meals in the kitchen.

He ran to the kitchen, dizzy with hunger, and there were stars in front of him.

Where is the food, where...

He slammed into the kitchen, but saw a figure.

He thinks with a chaotic brain, who is this?Is it Little Eight Brothers?Do you want to add another meal to the shopkeeper?

But when he looked up, he heard an all-too-familiar voice.

Like an oriole out of the valley, Qingyue is more tactful.

"Brother Siyuan, are you hungry? If you want to eat, Atu will make it for you."