The protagonists in the book all resent me for breaking

As the saying goes, once you are born and you are familiar again, Jiang Xian, who is jumping the toilet for the second time, is not as repulsive as before. No matter how you say it, it is better to take the initiative than to have your ass kicked into eight petals.

Jiang Xian took a deep breath, closed his eyes, held his breath, and fell headfirst into it.

After a while of dizziness, he finally stepped on the solid ground again. Jiang Xian was not used to it, so he staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, someone nearby helped him.

Then a shrill voice said respectfully: "Young Master Chuyun, please be careful with your steps."

"Hmm..." Jiang Xian turned his head, and saw a handsome young eunuch with his back slightly arched, holding his arm.

"Thanks."

Jiang Xian hurriedly adjusted his posture and stood firm, and thanked the other party, but he didn't expect the little eunuch to take half a step back in panic, bowed to him with a big gift, and said in panic: "It is the duty of a slave to take care of the young master. Thank you Mo Yan, the slave can't afford it."

"..." Jiang Xiansheng lived in the new era of socialism, and was taught that everyone is equal since he was a child. Now he suddenly came to a world where individuals are distinguished by their superiority and inferiority, and he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

He was stunned for a while, and then imitated those princes and grandchildren on TV, and waved his hand: "Forget it, let's go."

The little eunuch then straightened up and quickly stepped forward to lead him the way.

Jiang Xian followed him while observing the surrounding scene. He was walking on a white marble veranda with exquisite patterns carved on the veranda pillars, spanning a large lotus pond.

The time seems to be in the early summer, and the lotus leaves are in fields. There are pink and white flower buds emerging from the lotus leaves, and some of them are already half-opened, like young girls who want to show but are shy.

The air is full of a faint smell of water, and it also carries the unique fragrance of green plants, which is not unpleasant.

Jiang Xian recalled the few remaining outlines in his heart, thinking that this was probably when Zhong Chuyun first arrived in Dongyun Country.

Walking through the lotus pond, there is a garden in front of you. All kinds of flowers and plants are planted in an orderly manner. It can be seen that they have been taken care of very carefully, and it is a thriving scene.

After walking a few steps in the garden, they came across two maids carrying trays. When the maids saw that the person facing them was dressed in robes and looked extraordinary, she knew it was not an ordinary person, so she quickly bowed and retreated to both sides of the road to make way .

When Jiang Xian passed by them, he was very sharp-eyed and saw a blush on the cheeks of both of them.

As soon as they passed by the two, excited whispers came from behind: "That young master is so handsome, I've never seen him before..."

Being praised by others, Jiang Xian's vanity was instantly satisfied, and he said triumphantly to Qingmian: "Youdao is born beautiful and hard to give up, like me, both men and women are suitable for all ages, it's a pity that I'm crooked , how many girls will die and live for me, they can't stop!"

As soon as the words fell, Qingmian retorted unceremoniously: "I have never seen you so shameless. Whose face do you have now, do you not have an ACD in your heart? You are always boasting, son Chuyun, It has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Xian: "..." Can this friend still do it!

Before Jiang Xian could finish being depressed, Qingmian suddenly asked: "You said that Pei Yi possesses a strange skill, what exactly is it?"

Jiang Xian said: "Pei Yi was born with yin and yang eyes, can communicate with spirits, and can ward off ghosts."

"Sounds good." Qingmian asked again: "According to you, Pei Yi should be a kind of existence that people respect and fear. He is so powerful, how could he be killed so easily in the end?"

Jiang Xian thought hard, then said with a sad face, "I don't remember..."

"Forget it, I'll read it by myself." After Qingmian gave Jiang Xian a big white eye for free, he waved his skeleton claws, and a book that exuded a faint golden light and looked very tall appeared in the air on Qingmian In front of him, the pages of the book were automatic without wind, and after a quick "squeaky" sound of turning the pages, the book disappeared out of thin air.

Jiang Xian saw that Qingmian had finished reading, and immediately asked very doglegly: "How is it? Do you know why?"

Qing Mian squinted at him, and then replied solemnly: "Spoiler XXX, I can't spoiler."

Jiang Xian: "..." I really want to know what I wrote!

Qingmian directly ignored his constipated expression, and asked, "Do you have any countermeasures for this plot?"

To be honest, Jiang Xian himself felt that the plot this time was quite troublesome. In his novel, Pei Yi was a cold and undemanding person, but he was a little lacking in love, so Zhong Chuyun didn't need to do anything else, he just cared He, if you treat him well, he will fall, so that in the end he will sacrifice his life for him.

"Do you think that if Zhong Chuyun were to leave in the future, would Pei Yi be willing to go with him?" Jiang Xian didn't answer directly, but Qing Mian already roughly understood his thoughts.

"I don't know." Qingmian said, "If he ran away with you, it would be treason, right? If it were you, would you treason for Xiaoqingxiaoai?"

Jiang Xian sighed and said, "If you're alive, you'll be stabbed in the back, and if you're dead, you'll be left with a bad reputation. I probably don't have the courage."

It was rare for Qingmian not to taunt him this time, and even put on a comforting tone: "Then let's take a step and see, maybe things will turn around in the end."

……

While speaking, the little eunuch had already led Jiang Xian through the garden and across a road before stopping in front of a remote palace in the northwest corner of the palace.

Jiang Xian looked up at the plaque on the gate. The three gilt characters of "Golden Osmanthus Hall" were quite artistic.

Three maids and a little eunuch were standing respectfully on both sides of the gate, as if waiting for his arrival. One of the maids was dressed a little more gorgeously than the others, and immediately greeted him as soon as she saw him, facing him. He saluted: "My servant, Caixiu, has been waiting for Mr. Chuyun for a long time, please invite me inside."

Jiang Xian nodded slightly, stepped in first, and found that not only was the location of the palace very remote, but it also seemed that few people came. When you wake up, it's a world of difference.

From the arrangement of the residence, Jiang Xian could see that Emperor Dongyun didn't seem to like Zhong Chuyun very much, or to put it bluntly, he didn't take Yushu Kingdom seriously.

Caixiu was still a little behind him and introduced the layout of the palace to him, and the rest of the court ladies and eunuchs followed behind them, quietly like a little tail.

Listening to this pavilion and that pavilion over there, Jiang Xian's mind was full of thoughts about Pei Yi, and he responded casually without listening to much.

Finally, Caixiu took him to a large room in the middle of the palace, and said: "This is the son's bedroom. Caixiu is ordered by His Majesty to take care of the son's daily life from now on. If you need anything Yes, just let me know."

"Yeah." Jiang Xian nodded, "I'll take a rest first, and then call me at dinner."

Entering the room, the room has been cleaned well. There are three rooms in a row without partitions. As soon as you enter the door, there is a round table with fine patterns carved on the side of the table. There is a set of tea sets on the table. Zhang Shu'an, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it, and the bedroom on the right, with a thick brocade quilt on the bed, and a screen with ink landscape paintings in the corner.

I don't know what kind of wood these furniture are made of, but there is still a faint fragrance in the room.

Jiang Xian first threw himself on the brocade quilt and rolled it twice. The silk quilt was cold and smooth, and it felt so good to the touch that he couldn't put it down.

"Hello." Qing Mian looked at Jiang Xian who was rolling around on the bed like a dog having fun in the snow, and finally couldn't help but said, "Do you think there is something wrong with that maid named Caixiu?"

"Of course there is." Jiang Xian rubbed his face against the quilt: "She is the eyeliner sent by Emperor Dongyun to monitor me."

"You don't look stupid." Qingmian said teasingly.

Jiang Xian snorted: "At any rate, I've watched a few palace fighting dramas too! I think besides her, there must be many people secretly staring at this palace." He stretched his waist as he spoke: " This proton is a prisoner living in a gorgeous cage..."

Qingmian nodded in agreement.

The author has something to say: Jiang Xian: The quilt is so comfortable...

Pei Yi: Stop rubbing the quilt, come rub me, I am more comfortable than the quilt.

As he spoke, he took off his shirt, revealing a strong body.