Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

The encounter with the scholar can only be regarded as a small episode, Song Yanqing didn't take this matter to heart.

After the scholar left, Song Yanqing casually put the jade pendant into a box.

The medicinal effect of Mixiang is still there, and Mr. Zhao is still not so clear-headed after waking up.

After waking up, Song Yanqing used drunk to block him, and Zuo Xingyun, who came back from work, heard him say this, and his face turned red with fright.

He held Song Yanqing in his arms and looked up and down, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, it wasn't eaten by others."

"Why are you so nervous." Song Yanqing said helplessly.

Zuo Xingyun grinned and said, "Isn't this afraid of losing your body?"

Song Yanqing laughed and cursed a few words, Zuo Xingyun responded with a hmm.

The two quarreled for a while, and Zuo Xingyun suddenly said seriously: "The secret agents of the palace seem to have noticed something, and they have been searching around the Nanfeng Pavilion recently. I can't stay here for a long time. You should be careful. If you need anything, go to Du Qingtong. He knows how to find it." I."

Song Yanqing nodded in response, Zuo Xingyun has been very busy recently.He explained a few more words and left in a hurry.

After the only person he talked to left, Song Yan's life became boring again.

He pretended to receive guests every day, and slapped the bed with the people in the league.While yelling, yelling, while neatly dressed, passing information to each other.

This boring day didn't last long, one night Song Yanqing was just pushed down on the bed by a brother pretending to be a guest.

There was a light knocking from the direction of the window.

The brother who was pressing on him immediately tensed up. Song Yanqing looked around and saw a package being thrown in.

As soon as Song Yanqing saw the tattered package, Song Yanqing knew who was coming.

Song Yanqing was a little nervous when the information transmission was breached.

The brother on his body was more nervous than him. He picked up the long sword beside the bed, got up and rushed to the window to kill.

Xu Sijiang came here today to test Song Yanqing. In fact, he didn't need to work so hard. He could kill Nanfeng Hall directly, and no one would dare to offend him.

It's just that Xu Sijiang considers himself to be an elegant person, although he has high martial arts skills, he can smash people's heads with one palm.But he still felt that he should use his wits to win. Only a reckless person would think of using force to solve a problem.

Apart from those unreliable reasons, the real reason that prompted Xu Sijiang to climb the Nanfeng Pavilion in the middle of the night was that he had taken a fancy to that young master Yan who looked like a goblin.

Mr. Yan has a pretty face, a good figure, and a pair of straight and long legs. I don't know how it feels to wrap around my waist.

Xu Sijiang has a habit of breaking sleeves, he knew very early on that he liked men.It's just that he has never been attracted to any man, but after meeting Mr. Yan last time, Xu Sijiang found that he had feelings.

He even dreamed about some interesting things in his dreams. After throwing away a few pairs of pants, Xu Sijiang decided to come back to see that beautiful and alluring Mr. Yan.

The identity of the prince cannot be revealed, and the brothers in the capital have no chance to enter the room of the prince.

Xu Sijiang thought about it casually, but still felt that sneaking in disguised as a scholar was the best idea.

That Young Master Yan seemed to be very kind-hearted, Xu Sijiang made himself down on purpose, just waiting to be pitied by the beauty.

But he held back his lightness kung fu, and pretended to crawl for a long time. Just as he poked his head out, before he could catch his breath, he saw a burly man with a ferocious face rushing towards him.

Xu Sijiang was startled, and the hand holding the window sill subconsciously exerted force, and the wooden window sill was immediately crushed.

Before he could speak, he fell down with a bang.

At the same time, the big man also struck the window sill with his sword, probably wanting to directly kill the scholar.His sword was merciless, and the sword energy penetrated deeply, directly splitting a deep crack in the wall.

Song Yanqing came a step late, his sight was blocked by the big man, and he didn't notice that the scholar crushed the window sill.

He walked quickly to the window, pulled the big man away and looked out anxiously.

The scholar was lying on the ground moaning/groaning when he heard Song Yanqing calling him.The scholar groaned twice and turned over, revealing his broken forehead and bloody face.

What a tragedy, Song Yanqing thought to herself.

Just as he was about to go down through the window and get someone up, he thought that he was now a helpless young man.

So he patted the big man next to him lightly and said: "You beat him down, you get him up yourself."

The big man let out an oh, and jumped out of the window, holding the scholar by his collar like he was carrying a little chicken.

The window is not big, so there is no way for two people to come in at the same time.

The big man thought about it when he went down, and threw the scholar in after he came up.

Song Yanqing was just about to reach out to take the man over, when the big man waved his hand, and the scholar flew into the room with a whoosh.

Probably because he was afraid of meeting Song Yanqing, the big man had found a good angle.The scholar fell into the room wiping Song Yanqing's clothes, and his head hit the ground with another bang, which made Song Yanqing's teeth ache.

Looking back, the poor scholar had already fainted.

"You, you, you..." Song Yanqing pointed at the big man so angry that his head was buzzing with pain. After you for a long time, he sighed a long time, and waved his hand helplessly to signal the big man to get out of here.

The big man's kung fu is average. He used to be Li's thug in the Assassin's League, and he was responsible for collecting kills.

It is also because there are really not enough manpower now, otherwise the matter of delivering information would not have fallen on him.

He squatted on the window, looking at Song Yanqing aggrievedly, as if saying that he hadn't delivered the information yet.

The sound of the scholar falling to the ground just now was not too low, Song Yanqing was afraid of alarming the royal spies wandering nearby.

It was inconvenient to pass on information today, so he gave the big man a wink.

The big man reacted for a while, nodded his head and put on a face and said, "The stinky scholar who came out of nowhere is really a disappointment."

Song Yanqing saw that there was something going on, and immediately squeezed her throat and said, "My lord, don't take your anger out on that scholar, how about I serve you well today."

The big man was hooked by his voice and was about to say yes, but Song Yanqing gave him a hard look.

This time the big man reacted quickly, and he said viciously: "Get out, I'm not interested today. If there is another time, be careful, I will kill that scholar and demolish your Nanfeng Pavilion."

Saying that he was about to leave, Song Yanqing quickly pointed to his neck.

The big man blinked blankly, Song Yanqing simply raised his hand and tore his collar.

The big man suddenly realized, and stretched out his hand to rub his neck hard.His calloused palms directly rubbed his skin red, and before he left, he shivered cleverly and boldly pinched a few red marks on his neck.

Song Yanqing yelled impassively that it hurts, and nodded approvingly.

The big man felt that he had done his job well, and walked away with a cursing smile.

Song Yanqing touched his tingling neck, sighed and raised his hand to close the window.

He walked to the scholar and looked down at him to make sure that he hadn't woken up yet, so he no longer doubted him.

He stretched out his hand to hug the scholar, but he was afraid that the scholar would wake up halfway and see his sturdy appearance.

Xu Sijiang lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. His forehead was scratched a little, and most of the blood on his face was nosebleed. It didn't matter if he looked scary.

After all, Nanfeng Pavilion was his main suspicion. After being thrown in by the strong man, he simply lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead, wanting to see if Mr. Yan was suspected.

The big man squatted by the window and could see his face, but Xu Sijiang didn't open his eyes.

He listened to the voice and roughly guessed the process.It's just that Mr. Yan pleaded for himself, and was taken advantage of by the strong man.

They are all young men, and Xu Sijiang didn't mention that Song Yanqing was angry.

Soon the big man left, and a somewhat erratic footstep approached a little bit.

That Mr. Yan squatted on the ground as if he was thinking about how to get him to the bed. Xu Sijiang thought that he would be carried to the bed by Mr. Yan.

After all, although Mr. Yan is a young lady, he is still a man anyway.

He was ready to be hugged when he felt Young Master Yan grab his arm, lift him up, and staggered towards the bed.

Probably to please others, Xu Sijiang smelled a strong and somewhat choking aroma.

It smells dizzy, and there are some fun things in it.

Mr. Yan's body is worse than what Xu Sijiang thought. He has some muscles but not much strength.

After holding him up for a few steps, he let out a soft panting sound from being tired.Originally Xu Sijiang liked his voice, but now hearing the intermittent panting, Prince Xu, who was pretending to be dizzy, couldn't hold back, Xiao Sijiang gave an honest reaction.

Song Yanqing didn't notice the abnormality of the scholar. It was not an easy job for a martial arts master to pretend to be a weak man and slowly move him to the bed.

After finally reaching the bedside, Song Yanqing threw the dead pig-like person onto the bed, sat on the bed and began to wipe his sweat.

I'm really afraid that I will accidentally lift someone up with one hand, Song Yanqing thought while wiping the cold sweat from her brow.

When he was thrown on the bed, Xu Sijiang used his strength to turn over and lie on the bed.

I'm really afraid that people will accidentally see little Xu Sijiang playing hooligans. Prince Xu tried to calm down while keeping his breathing steady.

Song Yanqing panted for a while, and felt that even the sick man should recover by now, and he was almost out of breath, so he simply got up and got the ointment from the cabinet.

Xu Sijiang had already comforted Xiao Sijiang, he reckoned that even if he really hit his head, he should wake up now.

So he slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a red curtain and a beautiful woman in thin clothes.

Mr. Yan's eyes were long and narrow, squinting slightly like a fox, looking extraordinarily charming.

Xu Sijiang's eyes swept over his face bit by bit, his lips were moist and his lower lip was red and swollen, it looked like someone had kissed him forcefully.

The collar was torn apart by external force, and the neck was covered with red marks, which could easily remind people of certain scenes.

Song Yanqing's lips were peeling recently, so he bit his lower lip when he was fine.Now, resisting the urge to bite his lip, he leaned over and waved his hands in front of the scholar and said, "Why, am I dumbfounded?"

Xu Sijiang pulled the quilt to cover Xiao Sijiang, he took a little effort to suppress his blushing, and nodded shyly.

Song Yanqing didn't continue to tease him, he dug the ointment and asked casually: "By the way, where's your beard?"

"Xiaosheng doesn't have a beard." Xu Sijiang touched his bare chin and said, "It was a fake before."

Da Yang does not have the custom of men growing beards, and many young people don't grow beards very much.

It's just that the scholar in front of him seems to be in his 30s, and there are not many people at this age who don't grow beards.

"What did you wear the fake one for?" Song Yanqing cleaned his wound and carefully applied the medicine.

"Xiaosheng's fellow countryman said that he looks more mature with a beard, so he won't be deceived." Xu Sijiang said.

Song Yanqing groaned and said, "Then why did you pick it up again?"

After he finished speaking, the scholar in front of him blushed, and he said in a staggered way; "It doesn't work. Wearing a beard will still make people cheat all the money."

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