[Xianze] Danbo Bookstore Jiangnan Branch

*Breakfast in Kyoto

The long sword landed on the dusty ground, making a crisp whine, but Xie Bi'an didn't care about it.His lips trembled slightly, and the perennial iceberg on his face began to crumble and shake. His knees were bent, and he was about to kneel in the direction of Li Chengze.

Fan Xian quietly took two steps back, went to the back room to look for Li Hongcheng, and left the reunion time alone to the former master and servant.

A pair of arms held Xie Bi'an tightly.Li Chengze held his arm and refused to let him kneel down, but bent down himself, carefully picked up the sword that fell on the ground, wiped the dust off his face with his cuff, and held it in front of Xie Bi'an with both hands.

"Bian, I'm still alive." Li Chengze said, although he didn't cry, his eyes were shining brightly under the moonlight.

Just now he was outside the door listening to the movement in the house, but he recalled many days spent in this house in his heart.

He was forced by Emperor Qing to build a house outside the palace when he was 14 years old. He was not very happy with this house, but after all he spent some years here.In spring, he plays with parrots and enjoys the peach blossoms; in summer, he huddles in his study to enjoy the cool; in autumn, he smells cinnamon in the scented kiosk; in winter, he wears a white coat and drinks freshly brewed tea.

His life in this mansion was not good. Emperor Qing took him out to confront the prince, and there were those who tried to join him in the court and some who avoided suspicion from him.His royal relatives were half crazy and half stupid, and he knew that there was always a storm that would drown him.

So he idled away during the day and tossed and turned at night.

And Li Chengze spent the four seasons standing here, fighting for the throne, going out and wandering, always following Xie Bi'an behind him.

Li Chengze had too much to say, Xie Bi'an had followed him for many years, and he was already more like his own brother than those brothers and sisters in the palace.But he can't treat Xie Bi'an as a human being, he can only treat him as a sword, a weapon, he ignores all the swords he blocked for his injuries, and takes his loyalty for granted.

There are dangerous eyes and ears hidden in every corner of his mansion, watching his every move... and he has never even been able to thank Xie Bi'an.

Now that there is no poisonous snake by his side, thousands of words are choked in his throat, no matter how eloquent Li Chengze is, he can't say a single beautiful and magnificent word of praise.He should have said "You have worked hard these years", he should have said "If it wasn't for you, this Asura Road would have been even more difficult for me to walk alone", or even "You and my concubine are my unbearable concerns in this life".But when the words came to his lips, Li Chengze felt that the meaning was lost.The friendship between men, the relationship between master and servant, and the tacit understanding of living together all the year round, why use redundant rhetoric to pile it up.

So, Li Chengze just nodded heavily and said, "Bian, thank you."

Xie Bi'an didn't speak.Just like he quietly cleaned the second prince's tomb in the past six months, he was silent every time, but he would always leave behind a bunch of purple grapes that his master loved most during his lifetime.Except for Concubine Shu, he was the closest person to Li Chengze, and he saw all his emotions, anger, sorrow, joy, conspiracy and schemes, and they had already become close relatives.

Xie Bi'an bent down and bowed deeply to Li Chengze.Li Chengze also bowed to him seriously, raised his head and smiled at him.

Xie Bi'an felt uncomfortable at first - there is no reason for the master to salute the guards, but he naturally understood the gratitude in Li Chengze's move and the implication that we should treat each other as equals in the future.He noticed that Li Chengze's smile became extraordinarily clean, and he was no longer fully armed and on guard.

Xie Bi'an raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Your Highness has changed."

"Of course, after all, I am no longer the second prince." Having said that, Li Chengze patted him on the shoulder, "Bian, will you not get used to calling me by my name Chengze in the future?"

Xie Bi'an shook his head, the smile on his cold face seldom stayed for a long time: "I will not get used to it. But I am happy for Chengze today."

At this point, Fan Xian led the untied Li Hongcheng out of the inner room.

Although Li Hongcheng was kidnapped these few days, Xie Bi'an never treated him badly, so he didn't necessarily look haggard.Now his biggest worry is Fan Ruoruo who is far away in the south of the Yangtze River.Fortunately, Fan Xian had just told him that he had sent the pigeon back to Ruoruo immediately to report that he was safe. Li Hongcheng relieved his worries and became sleepy instead.

Xie Bi'an straightened his front and was about to apologize to Li Hongcheng himself. Li Hongcheng stopped him and said, "I understand Bi'an's difficulties. After all, is it because of Brother Ze? Needless to say, we will settle our grievances with tea in the future , don’t mention it again.”

As he spoke, he yawned and suggested: "You guys are exhausted all the way, why don't you move to Prince Jing's mansion and have a good rest for a night before making plans for tomorrow."

Fan Xian agreed, "Let's discuss everything tomorrow."

Everyone agreed to this arrangement.It's just that when Fan Xian glanced over Li Chengze inadvertently, both of them were startled like an electric shock, and each looked away.

Fan Xian was right, no matter what happened, or what was left unspoken... let's talk about it tomorrow.

In the early morning of the next day, Li Chengze woke up very early.One reason is because he lives next to Xie Bi'an, Xie Bi'an has the habit of getting up early to practice sword all year round, Li Chengze is a light sleeper, and heard the sound of him dancing sword outside the courtyard.Secondly, Xie Bi'an told Fan Xian that few words that disturbed him so much that he couldn't sleep for a long time.

Although he understood that Xie Bi'an thought he was dead, he wanted to finish everything for him.But this timing is too delicate, not to mention that both Fan Xian and Li Chengze are ice-snow and smart, how can they not understand the remaining half of Xie Bian's unspoken sentence?Even if Xie Bi'an didn't mention it...how could he not guess the clues of the past relationship.

It's just that this layer of ambiguous window paper is suddenly brought to the bright side...

Fortunately, Li Chengze also had a direct and straightforward temperament. He soaked his face in warm water and spit out two bubbles, then decided to go downstairs to eat breakfast as if nothing had happened.Unexpectedly, as soon as he passed through the screen, he saw Fan Xian sitting alone on a wooden chair, eating melon seeds, and there was a pot of freshly brewed tea beside him, which was steaming.

Li Chengze paused, put his hands on his chest, sat down beside Fan Xian familiarly, and poured himself a pot of tea.

"Morning, Xiao Fan Shishen." He said.

Fan Xian bit the melon seeds, and handed him a handful: "The freshly fried sunflower seeds, try it."

"Well, it tastes good."

"Of course. Hey, have you had breakfast yet?"

"not yet, what about you?"

"Me neither."

"what."

……

In the awkward silence, there were only two sounds of cracking melon seeds in the hall.

Of course Fan Xian understood Li Chengze's careful thinking.Even if he didn't figure it out at first, the sudden amplified heartbeat when the boat tilted that night and Li Chengze fell into his hands would not be deceiving.He originally wanted to let nature take its course, but who knew that this young seedling was suddenly artificially spawned, as thick-skinned as Fan Xian, and when he got up early, he gurgled three bubbles in the warm water.

Regarding this anecdote about spitting bubbles, the two found it interesting after chatting unintentionally a few years later.After all, they were born of the same father, and the way they decompress when facing pressure is so similar.Li Chengze insisted that he could vomit eighteen bubbles at most, and he still wanted to bury his head in the water to die despite Fan Xian's strong resistance.For the remaining three days, his smoking voice turned into a hookah voice.

The morning scene outside the hall is just right, it is early summer, the spring flowers on the trees have withered, and the green branches and leaves are fluttering in the breeze.The sound of Xie Bi'an's sword practice was still rustling with the fragrance of bamboo leaves.The two watched quietly for a while, and Fan Xian spoke.

"Going to have breakfast?"

"Outside?"

"correct."

"Oh," Li Chengze sneered disdainfully, and regained some of his flexibility when bickering with Fan Xian in the past, "In Jiangnan, I may not beat you, but in the capital...Fan Xian, there is no breakfast that Li Chengze has never eaten. "

"Hmph," Fan Xian shrugged, "You lost the game from the very beginning with your clearing stance of the king making his debut with a loud bang in the sky."

He stretched out his hand towards Li Chengze: "Stop talking nonsense, do you want to go?"

Li Chengze stared at his outstretched palm, and slapped it knowingly, Fan Xian retracted his hand deftly to avoid the attack.The two played a childish palm-slapping game for a while, and finally decided to put on their coats, with one hugging their chest and the other behind their hands, and swaggered into the city.

Prince Jing's Mansion is located along the moat on the south side of Kyoto, where there are rivers, there are people. There is a morning tea market a few hundred steps away.The eating habits of people in Kyoto and people in Jiangnan are slightly different. They prefer pasta and salty food to delicate dim sum.The people in Jiangnan are gentle, while the people in Kyoto are straightforward. Even the shouts in the market are full of spirit.

As soon as the two approached the market, they collided with two children rushing over holding sticks of candied haws.Li Chengze could barely dodge, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will be recognized?"

Fan Xian pretended to steal the child's candied haws, and teased the child until he was about to cry, so he took out candy from his pocket to cheer him up.He shook his head with his finger: "It's possible in other places, but not here. How can a high-ranking official wake up early and come to the market to eat rough food? You are not famous here at all, don't be too sentimental."

Having said that, he actually got up earlier today than Xie Bi'an, went to the market first to confirm that there were no spies or eyeliners, and then returned to Prince Jing's mansion, took off his coat and sat down again to crack sunflower seeds.

Li Chengze's reply was covered by the heat and noise from the market.

"The big meat buns are out of the oven—it's gone if you don't grab them!"

"Steamed jujube cake, ah, make it up for your wife and children!"

Fan Xian dived into the crowd skillfully, grabbed Li Chengze by the sleeve, and dragged him in too.Li Chengze had never been in such a lively and crowded market. He didn't like the crowds and felt uneasy, but was pulled by Fan Xian's irresistible hand, so he had no choice but to follow.

The oncoming people looked different, dressed plainly, but they all had ordinary kindness on their faces.Sometimes in the crowd, whoever accidentally stepped on someone's foot didn't get annoyed, and greeted each other what breakfast they had, with joy on their faces.

Li Chengze followed him around, first bought a vegetable bag to cushion his stomach, then went in and out of the alley, and entered the sitting shop that smelled of fresh meat. It turned out that he was eating small wontons.

After sitting down, Li Chengze looked around: "I've been here before, and I've eaten here. Emperor Qing's private server travels, the only thing he eats is this restaurant's wontons—it's not delicious.”

Fan Xian laughed loudly, pouted a little "I really don't know how to do it" and shook his head: "There's no one, of course it's unpalatable."

Two bowls of wontons were brought up, and a small corner was broken on the side of the bowl due to long-term use.The small wontons had thin skin and big meat, and there were scallions, egg skins, and seaweed floating in the soup. Fan Xian added some chili sauce to it, and brought it to Li Chengze.

"The ingredients of the small wontons are not only these, but also the scene outside the shop."

Li Chengze was about to ask: There are all people outside the shop, where did the scene come from?But still the aroma took away the soul first.He scooped up a small fresh meat wonton with a spoon, blew impatiently five times on the side of his mouth, and sucked it into his mouth with his head raised.The skin was so thin that it was almost transparent, exuding an attractive pink color from the marinated fresh meat inside.It melts almost immediately on the tongue, leaving only the aroma of meat in the mouth.

Eating small wontons gives you the joy of struggling with appetite and fear of heat.If you eat it too hot, you will burn your tongue; if you drink it cold, it will lose its original taste.Li Chengze sucked down seven or eight small wontons in one breath, kept twitching his tongue, but was reluctant to put down the bowl, his heart felt hot because of his burning mouth, he quickly poured a few sips of herbal tea, and sighed deeply.

He looked up, but saw that the sun was rising, and the flow of people outside the shop was getting more and more crowded.In the alleys under the red sun, children trot past with a wooden windmill, singing a nursery rhyme that they don't understand.

After eating the wontons, Fan Xian bought two more steamed cakes with pitted red dates. After eating the fluffy and sweet steamed cakes, they walked towards a shop with a long queue.

"Let me introduce." Fan Xian said vaguely, "This is the beverage industry jointly developed by Fan Sizhe and I. It has a bright future. Now it has opened branches in three markets in the capital. It will soon enter the south of the Yangtze River." .”

The long queue in front of the shop was spectacular, and the people who had already paid were waiting patiently with the rice paper on which the numbers had been written.A young couple came towards each other, holding a cup of long wooden bowls in their hands, using the hollow straw to suck up the black balls in the milky white soup, chewing happily in their mouths.

"Yi Diu Diu...an interesting name." Li Chengze read this strange shop name, thinking that it really belonged to Fan Xian's style.

Fan Xian nodded in agreement with his guess: "It's a new drink brought from 'Wonderland', pearl milk tea. This is the holy water that can rule the calories of half the people on the earth."

Through the unlimited authority of the chairman, Fan Xian immediately got two cups of freshly made hot milk tea with half sugar and boba.Li Chengze sniffed it under his nose, and found out that it was a drink mixed with milk, sugar, and tea leaves. He had read in books that grassland nomads liked to drink salty milk tea, but he didn't know what sweet milk tea was like.

He bit the straw, took a big sip of milk tea, his mouth was immediately filled with a fresh and sweet tea taste, and his mouth was fragrant.Li Chengze smashed his mouth and was about to take a second sip, when he suddenly felt that something was blocking the straw, and he couldn't drink it even though his cheeks were swollen like a goldfish.

"Relax." Fan Xian motioned him to insert the straw obliquely. Sure enough, he easily sucked the pearl ball made of glutinous rice into his mouth.

"Yeah." Li Chengze couldn't help nodding as soon as he ate the delicious food, "It's wonderful."

"Milk tea is easy to gain weight, but who cares about being fat or thin when you are happy." Fan Xian explained, "Although the research and development of plastic straws can replace wooden tea cups and straws to achieve greater benefits, but due to environmental pollution...now That's not bad."

"What is plastic?"

The two ate too much, and began to wander around the market while drinking milk tea.

"A high-molecular-weight synthetic resin. Now people use cloth bags to pack things, but plastic is transparent and waterproof, which is more convenient. It's just very environmentally friendly and bad for the environment. I don't like it."

"Here, whether drought or flood depends on the face of God, but in the 'Wonderland', it is the other way around. The environment depends on the face of people?"

"Your understanding is quite interesting."

"People in 'Wonderland' also like to read books, what do they read?"

"I like to read, and I also like to write. For example, "A Dream of Red Mansions", and [-] poems from Tang and Song Dynasties, which I recited at the banquet in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests."

"Fortunately, there are thousands of famous masters behind you to support you."

"Why does this sound so weird... But you know that these works are not original by me, aren't you disappointed?"

After Li Chengze took the last sip of milk tea, Fan Xian took his wooden cup and stuffed it into the "Wooden Cup Recycling Place" beside the stone bridge.

"I can't say it. After all, apart from your bridge, I can't see so many famous works from other places. But you have no reason not to update "Red Mansion"?"

After all, it is still a reminder!The two walked onto the stone bridge, and on the other side of the bridge was a trading market, which was also very lively, with lively shouts flying everywhere.Fan Xian liked this kind of morning very much. He thought of something, and said to Li Chengze: "When my mother established the Overwatch Council, she erected a stone tablet outside the courtyard. I often think about what she left on it."

Li Chengze actually went to see it, but he just said "hmm" and listened to Fan Xian's continuation.

"My mother said, 'Born equal, everyone is like a dragon'." Fan Xian stopped abruptly here, and took a deep look at Li Chengze.

Li Chengze pondered for a moment, then simply shook his head: "It's hard to understand."

"Come on." Fan Xian signaled him to continue to sneak into the crowd.They re-entered the lively market, shuttled among the pedestrians, and observed their busy or leisurely morning.

"My mother said, 'I hope there will be no more oppression and bondage in this world, and everyone born in this world can have the right to live, the right to freedom, and the right to happiness.' In the end, it is to enjoy freedom regardless of high or low. "Fan Xian explained in a gentle nostalgic tone, his voice was so soft that Li Chengze had to hold his breath to listen.

"look."

Fan Xian pointed to a street vendor selling malt candy.Li Chengze followed the trend, but found that the surrounding scenery and the crowd were all frozen under the guidance of Fan Xian's magic power, the willow trees stopped shaking, the flames of the fire-breathing artist were frozen in the eyes of the children, and time stood still on the smiles on everyone's faces mind.Only the two of them breathed and moved through the still space.

"His malt candy is sweet and fragrant. There are three children in his family, so he is never allowed to bargain at the stall. Others say he is stingy, but the children love to call him Sweet Dad."

Fan Xian flipped his hand again, and the grandmother pouring the rice wine was all smiles, and the rice wine drew a clear arc in the air.

"When she was young, she was the famous rice wine Xishi here, and she was almost going to marry the newcomer Wang Juren, but she followed the oil seller because she has muscle control."

He was clearly telling some trivial characters, ordinary to funny stories, but Fan Xian spoke with sincerity and reverence.Li Chengze listened blankly, there were all kinds of stories behind these tired and energetic faces, despicable, ridiculous, kind, and sentimental... Li Chengze's mouth unknowingly brought a smile.

"He likes to steal other people's chickens. She is wearing rouge today to meet her sweetheart. She wants to be a female official in the future. He likes to collect snake skins..." Fan Xian's voice overlapped in the space. .

"Did you see, these people are just people, just like Teng Zijing. But because they are people, they shouldn't be simple numbers in the memorial to the emperor, and shouldn't be an understatement in someone else's mouth, 'Kill it!" '. The emperor used gold bottles and they used wooden cups, the emperor ate royal food and they ate rough food; but the emperor was a baby and they grew up in swaddling clothes, and the emperor died and sent them to a coffin and they also lay in a graveyard—how do you say they are What's different?"

Fan Xian looked sincerely at the people around him, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers.The tourists resumed their previous movements in an instant, the rice wine fell into the cups, and they began to live on their own.There was a scent of rice cakes in the air.

"'May one day, all people are born equal, no distinction between high and low, protect life, and pursue light.'" Fan Xian sighed, "My mother is so brave. Such a long-cherished wish is actually fulfilled in the 'Wonderland'. Unfulfilled. But I—”

Fan Xian glanced back, and suddenly found a child holding a clip in his hand close behind him. The long clip in his hand had already been inserted into his pocket, and half of his purse was caught.They looked at each other for a moment, the child showed an embarrassed smile, stuffed Fan Xian's purse into his arms, and ran away quickly.

"I'm relying on my father to be making chicken soup to inspire the feudal class to create a harmonious world!!" Fan Xian's veins twitched. The direction of the thief chased after him.

"Stop, brat!" Fan Xian took Li Chengze with one hand and picked up the big white steamed buns from the roadside stall, and threw them at the thief.I still didn’t forget to turn around and say, “Old Wang, I’ll pay tomorrow!”

The steamed bun seller responded from behind, and said, "Master Fan, your friend is almost out of breath, run slowly."

Li Chengze burst out laughing while being driven wildly on Qingshi Road by Fan Xian, like a dog owner who was being chased by an energetic husky.He only had time to leave a series of "hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" in the wind, and finally almost passed out.

The two of them watched the thief bite the steamed bun that was thrown at him just now in the dead-end alley with no one there, and deftly climbed over the wall and ran away.Li Chengze was panting heavily and supported the corner of the wall, he was still laughing while breathing smoothly.

Fan Xian didn't pant, but just kicked his calf: "Laughing fart."

"No...huh...hahahaha, you...hahahaha," Li Chengze covered his stomach, and it took him a long time to gain the strength to speak, "Master Xiao Fan was just talking about the beautiful long-cherished wish of the Datong world, and suddenly jumped out A thief stole your money. This plot development is really magnificent, I really admire hahahahaha..."

Li Chengze calmed down, and said, "But according to your strength, it's impossible to let the child get close to you at will. I'm afraid it's on purpose."

Fan Xian kicked him on the other side of the calf again: "I don't have the heart of a holy father. I wanted him to steal it and then catch him for nine-year compulsory education. Who knew you could run so slowly."

"If you let go, I'll be fine." Li Chengze pointed to their hands that were still holding each other.

Fan Xian said, "Okay."

He was about to pull his hand back when Li Chengze let out a "hey~" and turned his arm to grab his hand in the opposite direction. As a result, the two held each other even tighter.

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help complaining, "You're refusing to welcome... you're quite good at flirting."

"Wait, let me tell you something." Li Chengze said.

"You said."

"Next time on the anniversary of Teng Zijing's death, if you and his widow and children agree, I will also go to pay respects."

Fan Xian was taken aback for a moment, then got to the bottom of it: "What's the reason?"

"I can understand what you just said, but I can't say it's suitable for today's Nanqing. People in this era are no different from 'Fairyland'. They grew up with different rules, how do you suddenly make them understand—— The life of the poor is the same as that of the rich? As long as there is this emperor and this royal family, even if the dynasty changes, there will still be a difference between the emperor and the mortal."

Fan Xian nodded and admitted: "You're right. When I first saw my mother's stele, I felt inferior, because she was trying to make an enemy of the world, but I just wanted to live well. But in the end, I came from another world. A world, even from the future. I have seen the light, so I cannot endure the darkness."

When Fan Xian spoke from the bottom of his heart, he suddenly felt miraculous.In his previous life, he was lying in a hospital bed, how could he know that he would wake up in such an era without TV and mobile phones, and discuss freedom and equality with the (former) second prince here.

"I still say the same thing." Li Chengze said, "I will not repent for the decisions I have made. I am in Shura, I don't eat minced meat, and I am worthless. But if you think I have stayed in the dark for so long, still Not completely blackened, not yet completely blind... take me to the light."

Fan Xian lowered his head slightly and laughed.Li Chengze waited for a long time, but Fan Xian still didn't say anything, he just squinted and smiled.Fan Xian used to have the face of a smart person, but now he smiled without any scruples...it's really silly.

Li Chengze tugged at his arm: "Hey, it's almost there."

Fan Xian barely stopped laughing, and said in a low voice, "I feel like I've found a treasure."

"Ha, what baby?" Infected by his smile, Li Chengze smirked too.

"It's the kind of person who dances alone, thinking that he can only be alone in this life, but suddenly finds... there are actually people who can dance together." Fan Xian said again without thinking, "Do you know the shoulder-shaking dance?" *

"Shoulder shaking dance, what is it? Your word 'Fairyland' is too much, Mr. Fan, let me get used to it slowly." Li Chengze leaned closer, and the distance between the two gradually changed from the category of friends to that of friends. To a distance of less than a foot.

Fan Xian smiled and puffed up his chest and took another half step forward. Li Chengze was not afraid, and still looked at him with a half-smile.

"Let me tell you, Li Chengze." Fan Xian said, the hot air blowing up Li Chengze's bangs, "Are you starting to break the pot?"

"Huh?" Li Chengze asked knowingly.

The eyes of the two met, and they could see themselves reflected in each other's eyes.Fan Xian's eyes were not pure black, there was a faint blue light shining in front of the bluestone mud wall.No one can hear the hustle and bustle just one street away, they are immersed in another world in the corner of the alley, the only thing they can hear is the faster and faster heartbeat.

"I guess you're thinking," Fan Xian said imitating Li Chengze's tone, "'Anyway, it's been ruined by Bi'an (here Chengze's style of continuous reading), it's better to just... just pierce the window paper, and Bawang insists on it." Bow.'" Then he flicked his non-existent fringe.

"What role am I in your heart?"

"How should I put it, the second son of the chaebol usually plays the image of the second middle school domineering president..."

Li Chengze let go of the hands they had been holding. He twisted his wrist, and then Fu Zhixin put his hand on the wall behind Fan Xian, leaning his body slightly forward, blocking the sunlight at the entrance of the alley.

Subconsciously, Fan Xian pushed his head against the blue wall behind him, and he was surrounded by Li Chengze's circle.He was shocked by Li Chengze's sudden and magnificent posture, and he was stunned: "You... ah?" What is this person doing? How does he know that the domineering president will definitely be a wall?

The key point is that he is an imposing eight-foot man, and he usually looks majestic and majestic when he walks his dog. Now he is blocked by Li Chengze, who is similar in height but thinner than him.

Li Chengze had reached this point in his thoughts, and said frankly: "I'm ready to bow my head hard."

"How do you go to the law?" Fan Xian said teasingly.

Perhaps feeling that Fan Xian looked down upon his image as the overlord, Li Chengze sneered, pinched Fan Xian's chin with his other hand, carefully studied Fan Xian's face of a boy from a good family who was trying to hold back his smile, and slowly pasted it. past.

Li Chengze lowered his eyes, his eyelashes merged into two small fans that trembled slightly.Seeing that their noses were about to meet, Fan Xian tilted his head to the right and quietly supported Li Chengze's lower back with his hands. He opened his lips lightly and felt the trembling heat from Li Chengze's body.

When his lips touched something soft, a Taiwanese-accented commentary voice-over sounded in Fan Xian's head: They started flicking each other's lips, but they didn't, they were interrupted by the big devil.

"Brother Ze! Brother Fan!"

Li Chengze's arm supporting the wall went limp, and he almost kissed Qing Qiang passionately.Fortunately, Fan Xian supported him and pulled him into his arms.Li Chengze was really speechless, he put his face into Fan Xian's lapel, smelled the smell of bamboo and sandalwood on Fan Xian, and suddenly felt that he was also like the ill-fated and miserable character in "Red Mansion", being ruthlessly slapped by the author. Pinch the back of the neck and play with it.

Li Hongcheng appeared at the entrance of the alley, and at a glance he saw the strange posture of the two hugging each other chest to chest against the wall.His brain couldn't digest it, his jaw sank and he almost dislocated: "This... what kind of rules are these?"

"I'm teaching him the shoulder-shaking dance." Fan Xian said calmly, "Why is His Royal Highness here?"

Li Hong became an honest man, so he accepted his explanation just like that, and quickly said: "Oh, the steamed bun seller said you ran in this direction. I have just picked out the books in Brother Ze's house, and I am going to show Brother Ze I'll send the list to Jiangnan, so I can reunite with Ruoruo as soon as possible."

He looked on tiptoe at Li Chengze, who was still buried in Fan Xian's chest, and said worriedly, "Brother Danze... Did you feel unwell and passed out?"

"Oh," Fan Xian said solemnly again, "You know puffer fish, right? They try their best to inflate themselves into balls to demonstrate, but once they are punctured with a needle, they deflate."

"what?"

"It's nothing, excuse me, Your Majesty. You go ahead and we'll be back soon."

The prince said "Oh" and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly felt something weird, scratched his head and looked at Fan Xian again: "Brother Fan... did I do something wrong?"

Fan Xian grinned cutely at him, and patted Li Chengze who was still crouching on his shoulder in comfort.

"Thank you for providing enough drama to this story."

TBC