Bai Yilangjun, who was waiting for the footsteps from behind the Kyoto Official Office, heard the footsteps from behind him, turned back, and saw the young man who had just been released from the jail, and his cold eyebrows seemed to be shrouded in cold frost.

"If you have the next time, I won't come to fish out."

Zhang did not know that the face did not change the color. As usual, the left ear came into the right ears, and he was humane in front of the hippie smiling face. "My good brother, you can say more than once."

"If you can't come, you might as well go back and ask the old man, so that he is better to control me anymore, and save me early in the morning to see you upset."

When the two met, the sword was tense instantly. Bai Yi Lang Jun was pushed by him, his heart was stubborn, and the anger in his abdomen rushed straight into his throat, but anyway, he pressed down.

After the youth, he was cold and went straight to the carriage.

Zhang, who was still standing at the gate of the official department, stood nothing and saw that no one got on the carriage, and the man's low voice came from the car.

"My father is looking for you, you'd better not let his old man wait for too long, otherwise this time you don’t guarantee that you still have a good life now."

The sound is depressed with deep anger.

This threat sounds like that. Zhang, who has never returned to that home for a few years, did not know that he was thinking about it for a short time. He decided to take a look at his face.

Don't you have to walk back with your two legs?

That was too tired. After seeing the old man, let the Zhang family from sending himself back to his home, it is quite cost -effective.

So Zhang did not know that he got into the car.

Sitting in the compartment, facing the cold people like the iceberg side, Zhang did not know that a look was too lazy to go over, lazy, "Zhang Huaiyu, don't put on the shelf in front of me, I remember me and I follow.

You have said a lot of times. Otherwise, look at me like this, be careful that I dug your eyes. "

If it wasn't for the other party's sight, Zhang would not be disdainful to be of him.

Inside the carriage, the young people's voice was cold, and the slender peach blossom eyes were unsightly killing intentions.

Zhang Huaiyu, who was sitting in the carriage, sneered, and his eyes were disdainful. "I never think you are my brother, you can rest assured."

His relationship with Zhang has never reconciled, and he was the same as a reason for some reasons. If he had to maintain a family surface relationship outside, he did not want to ignore his second brother.

"What do you sneak into the list of people who entered the city?" What do you do? "

"Oh ..." A response to him was a sneer, and there was an unscrupulous mocking expression, as if he was too lazy to answer his question.

Probably I was accustomed to Zhang Huaiyu, who didn't know this dog, and Zhang Huaiyu didn't feel surprised.

After closing my eyes, Shen Sheng asked, "You saw the Spring and Autumn Period last night? Some people said that you have been to the Saint -scholarship last night."

"What about it?"

Zhang did not know that he was sitting crooked, leaning on the wall of the car, and he was lazy as if there was no bone shelf, and said softly like a smile, "He, far more interesting than the world's guess."

"Maybe it is the same person as me."

This sentence made Zhang Huaiyu open her eyes, and couldn't help but look at it, and her heart rose a faint surprise and unbelievable.

He was very doubtful that this was a ghost that he didn't know his own good.

How could there be such a mixed apprentice like Zhang?

Silent for a long time, Zhang Huaiyu did not answer, and stopped watching him if he closed his eyes.

Nympho

The Shouyan arrived quickly on this day, and it was very lively in Shangchun City, as if the New Year.

Xiao Yan and Zhou Wuping entered the palace together, and everyone was seated in order according to the identity level. The seats of the two were separated by a long distance.

The small corner of the hall is falling.

Still attending such a grand banquet for the first time, Zhou Wuping inevitably was nervous, and he wanted to stay with Xiao Yan in the subconscious.

"A Jiu, do I find someone to change the seat with you?"

Before King Qi came, Zhou Wuping touched Xiao Yan and said to him.

Xiao Yan shook his head and rejected his kindness, and whispered, "No, His Royal Highness. This is a palace feast. According to the official level, I should sit here."

At the same time, more and more ministers have been swept away through the hall, such as reminding what Zhou Wuping is reminding.

At this time, the latter also reacted, and a hint of annoyance flashed on his face, thinking that he was really stunned. This is the palace feast. How can he be the master?

Besides, what would the courtesy who saw Xiao Yan who pressed himself without prespinging himself?

"Well, what you said is reasonable."

Give a sweet dates and given a sweet jujube. Xiao Yan has always been good at coaxing children. Seeing Zhou Wuping, he is still nervous. "His Royal Highness will just follow your brothers later to give birthday gifts to the king.

, Don't need to do more, someone come to talk to you, just just plain places. "

"Um."

Zhou Wuping slowly nodded his head, looking at Xiao Yan's eyes slowly becoming firm, like a big and well -behaved big dog, showing deep dependence on the owner.

Maybe he didn't even find himself, he was a bit ... too dependent on Xiao Yan.

At the beginning of the palace banquet, it was exquisite and luxurious.

In the middle of the main hall, a group of dancers with fragrant fragrance and music, dancing the happy life dance, watching the performance next to them, or drinking or whispering, the atmosphere and joy.

Here, Xiao Yan saw the older Qi King for the first time. The other party ranked high, the two were white, and the figure was thin. It was not bad to watch the mental head.

Then, then

Going down is the princess of different years of age. Xiao Yan counted. Except for the eldest son who was still banned, the rest of the people were present.

"What do you see?"

His eyes were looking at everyone carefully, and the sound suddenly sounded.

scare!

Xiao Yan was startled, but he didn't have much emotional change on his face. He turned his head and looked at Xiaolangjun.

Looking at the same age as him, carefree, but this face did not know how to ask Xiao Yan to look at it inexplicably.

"Who are you……?"

Looking at the Xiaolang who suddenly appeared next to him, he was doubtful.

He remembers that this wasn't this one who was sitting next to himself, right?

Why is it replaced in a blink of an eye?

Xiaolangjun is a son of a minister in the DPRK. He heard a smile and introduced himself. He introduced himself. The latter sentence was called Xiao Yan understand why he was familiar with the other person.

"When I was asking the Holy Palace that day, I was stabbed by the south barbarian. You saved me, do you remember?"

The opponent's eyes are shining, and they are grateful.

Xiao Yan turned his mind, and after a while, he turned out the corresponding fragment from the memory of the previous few days.

"It's you ..."

When I remembered, it was still that he had affected others and was shocked by the other party. If you really want to talk about it, it is Xiao Yan to apologize to him.

Listening to Xiao Yan said so, Xiao Langjun waved his hand and said he didn't care.

"Not hindered, it is obviously the South barbarians who hurt me, how can I do it with you?"

After speaking, listening to him again, his eyes were somewhere, and his expression was wronged and angry.

Xiao Yan looked at his sight, and it was the direction of the South Barbarian.

The party joked loudly, eating meat and drinking was very bold, and the voice could be passed on to Xiao Yan after half of the hall.

It is Huyu, and most people in the hall do not understand.

However, when they looked at the dance Ji in the middle, they looked straight, and they could guess that this group of people was not saying that it was not good. The people in the hall looked at it from time to time.

Harper was sitting alone, and the momentum was calm.

"Who is that person?"

The sight shifted to the young man sitting beside Harper, Xiao Yan raised his chin and asked.

The man was young, and his body was dressed up as golden. He was sitting on the cushion with lazy cake, watching songs and dancing with his head, but his expression seemed a bit of interest.

Several southern barbarians around him were obviously centered on him and looked up.

"Thath ..." Xiao Langjun glanced at who Xiao Yan asked, looking back, disdain, "The little prince of the south -Chil. Nanda King's favorite young son."

Xiao Yan was moving and tentative, "It's both love, how can he be willing to let him go long distances to participate in the birthday banquet?"

"Who knows this, it is estimated that he is playing with himself, I want to come to see it together."

Is this really the case?

Xiao Yan's sight turned around on Chil, and then he put on Harper next to him, thinking in his mind.

If it is really a simple faction to make a birthday feast, there is no need to go to the south of the Nanguan War in person, and now it is still the most beloved little prince of the South Barbarian king.

Suddenly, Harper looked up, and his eyes were keen and accurately shot towards Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Yan retracted his eyes in time, lowered his eyelids, and stopped looking.

Sitting in Harper in the table was suspicious, and he obviously realized that someone was watching him, but after searching for a lap, he did not find a suspicious person.
To be continued...