After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

The ground was paved with red silk, and a person was walking slowly from the sapphire steps.

The young man is wearing a blood-red peony and butterfly pattern brocaded wide-sleeved robe with complicated patterns on the corners of the robe. Several branches of peony are hooked with twisted gold wire. He is dressed in red with a jade belt and is covered with a cloud-white cloak. He has a clear figure and a slender figure. .

Rumo's long hair does not hang down as usual. It is tied up with a gilt jade crown and tied into a neat high bun. A strand of bright red tassels hangs from both sides to the neck, decorated with pearls and jade. Her slender fingertips rub the jade at her waist.

Black hair and red lips, extremely beautiful eyebrows, a pair of auspicious phoenix eyes as if carved from jade, a high and straight nose bridge, and undulating profile of the profile. Looking at him makes people feel cold for no reason, arrogant and unruly, like ice and snow.

The young powerful minister showed his sharp edge.

Lan Yu walked leisurely, stepped into the hall, walked to the center of the hall, and bowed to greet him: "I respectfully wish your majesty to have peace, and wish your majesty long blessings, good luck for all generations, and blessings."

No one said a word during the banquet, and you could hear the drop of a needle. All you could see was the young man in the palace, whose rosy beauty was eye-catching.

With the thin scent of fruit wine in his mouth, Chu Yitang pondered for a moment, and four words came to his mind.

Unparalleled elegance.

His Majesty smiled when he saw him, raised his glass from a distance, and said without any intention of blaming Lan Yu for coming late: "Ai Qing, you are late for the meeting, but thank you for your hard work. Come, please give me a seat!"

Lan Yu nodded slightly, and someone immediately came to guide him to sit down, sitting on the lower side of His Majesty's left hand.

He took off the cloak from his shoulders, and the slender maid waiting at the side stepped forward to take it, knelt down beside him, and poured a glass of wine.

The maid's thin clothes, her chest exposed when she bent down, her snow-white beauty, her hair hanging down on her temples, full of charm.

After he took his seat, someone continued to talk at the table.

Chu Yitang could see that he was fascinated from below. He poured too much wine and the glass was not finished yet.

Changhuai ate two grapes, but he was still not satisfied. He came over to talk to Chu Yitang:

"Speaking of which, Immortal Lanyu is at the right time now. I heard that His Majesty will promote him to be the Admiral of the Metropolitan Procuratorate after the new year. With this promotion, Immortal Lanyu will be able to walk around Tianjing without anyone. Dare to say more."

He was talking enthusiastically, but Chu Yitang didn't respond, staring at the wine glass in front of him in fascination.

Chang Huai scratched his head and called him: "Immortal Lantang? Are you listening?"

Chu Yitang just woke up from a dream, smiled and replied: "It's very beautiful."

"……what?"

Chu Yitang leaned on the armrest and looked at Changhuai, slightly confused: "Do you think Lan Yu is not good-looking?"

Chang Huai threw away the half-peeled grapes and stretched his body further towards Chu Yitang. Patting his thigh: "It goes without saying that Immortal Lord Lanyu is famous for his beauty in Tianjing!"

Chu Yitang raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass. The fruit wine was mellow and left a fragrance on his lips and teeth.

"is it?"

"No, Immortal Lanyu's beauty is not only famous in Tianjing, but also in the underworld!"

The previous Ming Lord of the Underworld once came to Tianjing for a meeting. He looked at a stunning beauty from a distance in the imperial garden and fell in love with her at first sight.

On the same day, he went back and prepared a priceless betrothal gift. He brought it up to the God Emperor and said that he wanted to marry the woman and was willing to treat her as his queen.

The God Emperor loved the beauty of adults the most, so he sent people to find the stunning woman who Ming Jun said was in the imperial garden yesterday.

But after waiting for a long time, the messenger came back and said with embarrassment that there was only one immortal king who walked across the Royal Garden Arch Bridge yesterday, and he was not a beauty.

Lord Ming didn't believe it, and his face didn't look good. He suspected that the God Emperor was tricking him.

The God Emperor sent someone to send a message to the Immortal Lord, hoping that Ming Lord would recognize him. Who would have thought that the person who sent the message was actually Lan Yu.

As soon as Ming Jun saw Lan Yu, he stopped drinking tea, his eyes lit up, and he rushed up to her calling the beauty one by one.

Lan Yu was caught off guard and was hugged by him. He was so humiliated that he was about to stab the prodigal son to death with a knife.

The people in the palace tried their best to stop him, but Lord Ming was still thinking about being punched twice in the face by Lan Yuzhao. He ran to the God Emperor and swore that it didn't matter if he was a man, and he was definitely the one who carried the sedan chair. Fengfeng Guangming married her back, and her position as king and concubine as promised remained unchanged.

Lan Yu was so angry that he beat Mingjun all the way out of Tianjing, and finally kicked him back to the underworld. Mingjun lay on the bed for several months, unable to get up, before the matter was considered over.

After this battle, she gained a reputation as a fierce beauty.

Chang Huai described it vividly, and Chu Yitang laughed and poured another half a glass of fruit wine: "Then this is how this good reputation spread to the underworld?"

"It's not just that. No woman who has ever met Immortal Lanyu has fallen in love with him. There was a ranking in the early years, and Immortal Lanyu has always been at the top of the list, and it hasn't changed."

"What ranking?"

"Tianjing's most popular ranking among women!"

Chu Yitang took a sip of wine and didn't spit it out. He picked up a kerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, coughing slightly and said: "What about now? Is he still at the top of the list?"

Chang Huai said with a slight regret: "There is no more now. Later, when Immortal Lanyu discovered it, he directly gave up this ranking list."

Even if they are well behaved, they are all a group of hooligans with unhealthy ideas.

Chang Huai added: "Not everyone can grow up to look like Immortal Lanyu. I heard from other people that Immortal Lanyu looks exactly like his mother, and his mother is the most beautiful woman in Xicheng Miao Gu Kingdom. , how bad can you say Immortal Lanyu can be?

This is true. Chu Yitang agreed: "Indeed, she looks very much like his mother-in-law."

During the banquet, someone from the palace came to serve the food. Chang Huai ate two chopsticks and couldn't stop talking, and said: "I heard that Your Majesty also wanted to choose a bride for Immortal Lan Yu, but he refused."

Chu Yitang knew this, but he didn't know how Lan Yu refused.

"Why refuse?"

Asking knowingly.

Chang Huai didn't realize that Chu Yitang, his elder brother, didn't know everything. Instead, he asked him about everything. He lowered his voice and said, "It is said that Immortal Lanyu refused to get married because he had someone he liked."

Chu Yitang has a good capacity for drinking, and he doesn't feel drunk at all after drinking so many glasses.

"Does Your Majesty also agree?"

"Your Majesty loves Immortal Lord Lanyu the most. Your Majesty will not agree to anything he says,"

The two of them chatted here for a long time, and Chang Huai stripped off Lan Yu's old ways, while Chu Yitang listened more intently than in class.

Lan Yu didn't like this kind of scene, it was too noisy, and if he couldn't cope with it for a while, he would have to go back to have the New Year's Eve dinner with Chu Yitang.

He was a little unhappy and still sulking over Yuan Qing's words.

At that time, he was discussing matters with the elders of the Tianqiong Pavilion. Hong Ran was also there, and Yuan Qing was waiting for them at the door.

He knew about the quarrel between Chu Yitang and Lan Yu. Lan Yu held back tears when he said that there was no hope between him and Chu Yitang.

Yuan Qing and Hong Ran comforted him for a long time, saying over and over again that there was no grass anywhere in the world.

After they came out, Lan Yu had to go back to the palace to change clothes. Yuan Qing Shunliu asked Lan Yu how he had considered choosing a bride.

Lan Yu didn't know how to lie. He would clench his fingers when he was confused. He couldn't think of how to answer Yuan Qing's words in a short time.

Yuan Qing saw through Lan Yu's little trick. This time it was his turn to hate iron and said angrily: "Are you crazy? People don't want you and you still defend yourself for him? Are you okay with your brain?!"

Lan Yu had the toughest mouth in his body and refuted: "So what? Does this prevent me from protecting my body for him?

Yuan Qing sneered and said mockingly: "Haha, of course it doesn't matter. If you don't stay with Immortal Lan Yu, you will be a virgin forever."

This was the first time that Lan Yu was stabbed in a vital point by Yuan Qing. He became angry with embarrassment, his face turned red, he pointed at Yuan Qing and said harshly: "You, you..."

He kept asking you "you" for a long time, but you didn't come up with a reason, so he decisively gave up and started looking around for a weapon that could be used.

Seeing that something was wrong, Hong Ran slapped the back of Yuan Qing's hand and threatened, "Keep talking nonsense! I won't care when Lan Yu beats you up."

Although Yuan Qing was not convinced, he still hid behind Hong Ran.

After grabbing the one who only knew how to get into trouble, Hong Ran went to persuade Lan Yu: "It's getting late. Go back to the palace and change clothes. We'll wait for you in Guangyang Palace."

Lan Yu glared at Yuan Qing with an evil voice, flicked his sleeves, and walked away angrily.