The world is prosperous, come alone for Qinghan

is it?

Ying Siyin raised his eyebrows, then stretched out his hand from inside the sedan chair, and slowly lifted the curtain in front of him.

Shen Qinghan and Mo Nanfeng, although it was Mo Nanfeng who stood in front of Ying Siyin's palm, but for some reason, it was Shen Qinghan who was hurt the most.

The viscera and back were in severe pain. Before he fainted, he could hear Mo Nanfeng calling his name, but after waking up, Shen Qinghan stared at the veil above his head in a daze for a long time.

Where is he?Why isn't that little fool Mo Nanfeng here?

He moved his fingers, but he couldn't exert any force on his waist, and it hurt terribly when he moved it. Shen Qinghan let out a few breaths, gritted his teeth and tried to sit up.

"Are you awake?" A deep and steady male voice.

Before Shen Qinghan could raise his eyes, a pair of hands stretched out to support his shoulders, saw through his thoughts of getting up, and lifted him up gently and carefully, with generous palms and strong arms, it should be a reassuring Shen Qinghan was about to raise his head to thank him, but his heart trembled when he saw the man's face clearly.

Fengshen is handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, and there is a smile in his eyes. Although he hides the murderous intent very well, the evil spirit on this face is nothing to worry about. Can't sway.

Shen Qinghan was so close to Ying Siyin, his pupils trembled, and he couldn't contain the panic in his eyes at all. This man, this man who had made him have nightmares for ten years, was actually right in front of him at this very moment. At this moment, he was sticking so close, so close that if he drew his sword, he would surely die Ying Siyin.

Shen Qinghan's fingers were trembling when he turned his head to touch the sword.

Ying Siyin moved his eyes back following his hand, and said with a smile, "Looking for a sword?"

"..." The sword was no longer at hand, Shen Qinghan should have thought, how could a man like Ying Siyin allow such potential risks around him?

"I heard from Marquis Wei that you are... the crown prince Shen Yiqing, the governor of the eighth case Shen Weizhi, the general of the town is silent, and the remaining... evil of one of the three families?"

When the word "remaining evil" was mentioned, Shen Qinghan obviously felt that Ying Siyin's arm holding his shoulder was a little bit harder.

The burning hatred in his heart subsided a little, Shen Qinghan would not lose his mind when he was unarmed, fighting with Ying Siyin at this time, wouldn't it be fatal if he was in a hurry?He withdrew his gaze and looked away, "What are you talking about? I don't know any of them."

"is it?"

"If you don't believe me, why bother to ask me?"

"I believe it." Ying Siyin smiled, "You want to sit up?"

"I'm going to find my friend."

"The kid who raised his sword and tried to chop me up when he saw me?"

It is rare for Ying Siyin to be so gentle and kind. The evil prince who cherishes words like gold on weekdays, wishing that he could make everyone sensible with just one look, but at this moment, he tried his best to talk to him, Shen Qinghan. a few words.

But Shen Qinghan didn't want to talk to him at all, with a somewhat impatient expression on his face, Shen Qinghan stretched out his hand and pushed away Ying Siyin's arm around his shoulder, although the weight of his upper body on his waist would It felt a bit strenuous, but martial arts practitioners like them would more or less get injured during sword practice on weekdays, Shen Qinghan was not so pretentious that he had to lie on the bed because of this.

"Your name is Shen Qinghan?" He was disgusted by others and pushed away. Ying Siyin smiled instead of anger. He looked at his arm that was thrown away, and then at the man who bent slightly and covered his chest. , asked Shen Qinghan, who stumbled towards the door before putting on his shoes.

"..." Shen Qinghan didn't want to talk to him.

"Ten years ago, I did deal with the family of the general Zhen Guo, Shen Mo. Are you... the son of Mo Mo?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Shen Qinghan's fingers were already on the wooden doorknob.

"Admit it." Ying Siyin turned back leisurely, and said with a light smile, "Shen Yiqing, Shen said, keep silent, only one of these three houses was burned without ordering the dead bodies to be counted."

He clearly saw Shen Qinghan's fingers gripping the door frame tightening in an instant.

It seems that my brain can still be used, and I can remember things ten years ago so clearly. Ying Siyin got up, and he walked towards the place where Shen Qinghan was standing step by step, "What? Is it for revenge? In Kunlun Mountain Want to kill me after ten years of sword practice? Don’t say you don’t have your sword now, even if I return your sword to you, even if I have nothing, you may not be close to me.”

"..."

Sima Weihou was right, Shen Qinghan was indeed brought up according to Ying Siyin's preferences. Although Ying Siyin was vicious and cruel, he was a man after all, so he didn't have any weaknesses. He happened to see Shen Qinghan's On the first face, that guy really caught his eyes.

Hmm...arrangement.

"Huh?" Ying Siyin walked behind Shen Qinghan, he stretched out a hand to press the door in front of him, tilted his head slightly, smiled, and looked down at that beautiful face , said softly, "Going? You...don't you stay and take revenge?"

How to yell so blatantly for people to rush to take revenge, I am afraid that only Ying Siyin can do it.

"Qinghan, Qinghan...Shen Qinghan."

Mo Nanfeng's shout came from outside the door.

Shen Qinghan swallowed, and stretched out his hand to pull the door, but Ying Siyin's strength was so great that with him pressing, the door was almost like a heavy iron stone, unable to move.

"What do you want to do?" Shen Qinghan lowered his voice and asked.

"Do you want me to give you a chance to take revenge?"

"..." Shen Qinghan turned his head in disbelief, Ying Siyin's face was beaming with joy, and he reached out to take the opportunity to lift his chin, the soft fingertips just pinched him without any force, Then that face got closer and closer, so close that Ying Siyin's warm breath could be sprayed on Shen Qinghan's face exactly.

"I'll give you a sword and give you a chance, but whether you can kill me or not depends on your own ability." Ying Siyin said with a smile as he was restless holding the man's chin with provocative fingers. "How? Do you want to follow me?"

"Are you crazy?" Shen Qinghan scolded him, raising his foot to kick him, but Ying Siyin had already guessed that there would be such a thing, so Shen Qinghan kicked him to the side.

"Death under the peony flower, even being a ghost is romantic. If I had seen such a beautiful person, ten years ago, I would have brought you back to the Marquis of Jibei. How could I have given you the opportunity to go to Kunlun Mountain? It would be a waste of money." It's a pity that it took so long... a pity."

Shen Qinghan raised his hand to push, but was grabbed by Ying Siyin.

Shen Qinghan raised his foot to kick, but Ying Siyin could restrain him with one knee.

Shen Qinghan struggled with his body...

In short, the two of them tossed and tossed back and forth, Shen Qinghan not only failed to get rid of Ying Siyin, that bastard perverted, but on the contrary, the two sides got closer and closer to each other.

"Qinghan...Shen Qinghan, Shen Qinghan, are you there? Shen Qinghan?" Mo Nanfeng entered the courtyard.

Seeing Gu Zexiao standing in front of a room with his Jing Tianlei in his arms, propping his head up and sound asleep, he stepped forward and kicked the child.

"Oh shit, who, who kicked the young master?"

"Xiao-huo-pao, have you seen my family's Qinghan? Shen Qinghan, he disappeared as soon as I woke up." Mo Nanfeng asked viciously after kicking the person over and reaching out to pick him up from the ground. .

"Xiao-huo-pao? Who are you calling Xiao-huo-pao? Grandpa, I am Shocking Thunder." Mo Nanfeng grabbed the front of his clothes, Gu Zexiao twisted it a few times and found that he couldn't get away, so he crossed his hands The lower back shouted to Mo Nanfeng, "I warn you, let go quickly, or I will..."

"You tell me where Shen Qinghan is, and I will let you go."

"Shen Qinghan is serving the bed."

wait...

sleeping...

Sleeping?

"What dorm to serve? Whose dorm to serve? Where is it? Tell me quickly, or I'll strike with a sword..." Mo Nanfeng was so anxious that he stretched out his sword hand to miss it, so he stretched it out again. hand, and then drew out the sword.

"Okay, let's fight, right? Grandpa, it's been a long time since I've had a good fight with someone." When Gu Zexiao was let go, he naturally jumped up holding his thunderbolt. Written full of excitement, finally able to fight, finally able to fight.

thump...

Before the weapon was stabilized, the person pushing the door in the room was full of strength, and with one palm, Gu Zexiao flew out with the thunder.

The people who came out of the room were Ying Siyin and Shen Qinghan.

The light in Mo Nanfeng's eyes brightened, "Qing Han."

Shen Qinghan didn't dare to look up at him.

Mo Nanfeng didn't think there was anything strange, he jumped forward, and was just one step away from Shen Qinghan, when Ying Siyin stretched out his hand to stop him.

Shen Qinghan and Mo Nanfeng were considered top-notch among the younger generation, but this Ying Siyin was a bit taller, bearing the title of Lord Xiaowen from the North of Hebei, his aura also became overwhelming. , the man turned his head and looked sideways at Mo Nanfeng, and said with a smile, "Don't approach him."

"You..." Mo Nanfeng wanted to draw his sword.

"Don't draw your sword in front of me." Ying Siyin continued to remind, "I taboo this."

"Master Hou... You, you, why are you beating your own people?" Gu Ze laughed at his waist, fearing that he would be tossed and ruined, he rubbed his back, stood up again with the weapon on his shoulders, and muttered Muttering, she came towards Ying Siyin's direction, "I guarded the door for you all night last night, but you slapped me when you got up, what's the matter?"

"You know the door opens outward, but you still sit against the door?"

"Didn't you say that you want me to guard the door tightly and not leave in half a step?"

Ying Siyin has a weird temper, but he is kind to the people around him. Gu Zexiao is also a child he raised by himself, so he has been used to it since he was a child, and Ying Siyin doesn't care.

When Marquis Sima Wei took Shang Luoyun into the hospital, he saw exactly this scene. Marquis Xiaowen had a smile on his lips, and he was guarding another young man behind him. Although the young man was expressionless, his body was covered with Just two words, awkward, anyone who is not blind can tell that Shen Qinghan is very unhappy.

"Spring tour, apricot blossoms blowing all over your head." Sima Weihou smiled slightly, waving the folding fan in his hand, and walked towards this side leisurely, "Who's young on Moshang, full of flair, a gift from the lower official, Hou Are you still satisfied?"

"Why did it become your gift again? I brought down Shen Qinghan." Gu Ze was dissatisfied with a smile, only thinking that Sima Weihou was going to grab credit again, and after replying, he turned back and said to Shen Qinghan, "Little brother, tell me, did I blow you away with a cannonball?

"

"Did you blow him away?" Ying Siyin asked with a smile.

"Of course it's me." Gu Ze patted his chest triumphantly, "Brother Sima chased him for three days and three nights, but he could only see his heel, and couldn't catch him at all. Then... ah, ah, Master Hou, it hurts, Master Hou, master Hou, don't twist my ears, I hurt."