Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

Acting has to be a complete set, Xu Sijiang pretended to be drunk and slept with Song Yanqing all night.

In the early hours of the morning, Zuo Xingyun jumped in through the window after finishing his work.

He saw Song Yanqing lying on the bed, and just as he was about to share information with him, he heard the breathing of another person in the room.

He tiptoed over and saw a scholar sleeping soundly beside Song Yanqing.

He lit the oil lamp, gestured to Song Yanqing and asked who this person was.

Song Yanqing didn't answer, he propped his chin and brushed the scholar's hair with his fingers, and said softly, "Master Zuo, why did you come to my place so late, aren't you afraid that Miss Xiaotao will get angry?"

Zuo Xingyun immediately came to his senses, with a lewd/evil expression on his face, he stepped forward a few steps towards Song Yanqing who was on the bed.

Regardless of the fact that there was a strange scholar next to him, he raised his hand to caress Song Yanqing's cheek, and said with a lewd/smiling smile: "That woman doesn't care what the young master wants to do. I just want to find you today, little fairy, you Do you miss me, my lord?"

Song Yanqing yelled, thinking that your pretentiousness is really disgusting.

Zuo Xingyun seemed to see Song Yanqing's contempt, curled his lips helplessly, and continued to smile: "Come, come, let's make out with my young master."

Song Yanqing really didn't want to act in this play, but the identity of the scholar beside her was doubtful.

If Zuo Xingyun didn't say anything more when he came in, he would probably attract suspicion.

He could only wrap his arms around Zuo Xingyun's neck, squeezed his throat and said with a coquettish smile, "Hero Zuo, I have a guest today. He is still asleep on my bed, so I can't..."

Zuo Xingyun's face changed, he raised his brows, and asked silently: "Did he do nothing?" '

Judging by his expression, it seems that if Song Yanqing nods, he can tear that scholar to pieces on the spot.

Seeing Song Yanqing shaking his head, Zuo Xingyun heaved a sigh of relief.

When the two of them first entered the rivers and lakes, they had no one to rely on. Without each other's company, they would have died in the bloody wind long ago.

Zuo Xingyun is one year older than Song Yanqing, and has always regarded him as his own younger brother.

In the final analysis, Song Yanqing came to Nanfeng Pavilion to be a little girl because of a mission, and Zuo Xingyun heard all the nasty things said by those people outside.

He touched Song Yanqing's head in distress, gnawed at his cheek, and looked at him with paternal love.

Song Yanqing was dumbfounded by the kiss, he patted Zuo Xingyun who was obsessed with his old father's psychology and hinted: "That girl Xiaotao..."

Zuo Xingyun laughed and cursed and took a picture of him, his brother was lying on the bed with another man.

Although nothing happened, Zuo Xingyun just felt upset.

He got out of bed suddenly, hugged Song Yanqing, and said with a hearty smile: "This scholar seems to be in the way, so go next door with brother to have some exciting fun."

The original owner had been hugged like this before, and Song Yanqing's legs were wrapped around his waist subconsciously.

Zuo Xingyun took two steps, his face flushed.

He bit Song Yanqing's ear and said, "Eat less, why is it so heavy, my waist is about to break."

Before he finished speaking, he was hammered by Song Yanqing.This time, Zuo Xingyun hammer was honest, and he happily walked out with his younger brother in his arms.

It wasn't until the sound of the door closing that the person who had been lying on the bed moved.

He slowly opened his eyes, a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

Xu Sijiang didn't know what was going on with him, seeing the little girl being taken away by someone else to make out with him, anger welled up in his heart.

Thinking of the bright smiling face of that little girl, Xu Sijiang only felt his heart burning.

He got out of bed and drank a cup of tea, which was already cold.But the fire in Xu Sijiang's heart became more and more intense, and the young master Yan shed a tear.

Falling to the ground and flowing into Lord Xu's heart, he couldn't help but walk quickly to the wall, wanting to hear the voice next door.

As soon as I got closer, I heard the man's low growl and unrestrained moaning/groaning.

Xu Sijiang could almost imagine what happened in the next room, that Mr. Yan was lying on the bed, doing unbearable work.

Thousands of red lips/taste, jade/arms of thousands of pillows, that's what the young lady did.

Xu Sijiang closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down.But his fists were slowly clenched, and a voice in his heart told him.That person is his, and no one else can touch it.

Here, Prince Xu is still holding back the impulse in his heart, so as not to be agitated for a moment, smashing the wall with his palm, and rushing over to twist the head of that man Zuo Daxia.

Murder is nothing, the point is that it will reveal his identity.

It's just a little girl, Xu Sijiang took a deep breath.I have been doing this for more than ten years, and I guess I am still enjoying it now.

Thinking of this, not only was Xu Wangye not comforted, but his mood became even worse.

Hearing the louder and louder voices over there, he gritted his teeth with anger.

Prince Xu was so angry that he grinded his teeth, and Song Yanqing, who was separated by a wall, became hoarse.

He kicked away Zuo Xingyun beside him, and said in a low voice, "It's almost done."

Zuo Xingyun was still talking about the nasty things he heard from the prostitutes, and he didn't get angry when Song Yanqing kicked him.

Pass him the things you just wrote, and Song Yanqing sees that all the information is on it.

"The Prince Xu in the motorcade is a fake?" Song Yanqing asked softly, "Are you sure?"

Zuo Xingyun took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and said quite proudly: "Of course, I discovered it first. I saw a man in a carriage kneeling and saluting to a man in a red dress one night. How could this be The real prince, I guess the one in the red dress is the prince."

"Red clothes?" Song Yanqing said in surprise: "But he wears a knife on his waist, a golden mask on his face, and a jade pendant on his waist."

Zuo Xingyun was still having fun, he laughed and said, "Yes, how did you know."

"He was the one who wounded me before." Song Yanqing patted his head and said, "When I fought him before, he used a saber technique, and the saber still had the royal emblem on it."

"The possibility of hiding martial arts is not ruled out." Zuo Xingyun said deeply.

Song Yanqing nodded in agreement, and suddenly thought of a question.

Just as he was about to speak, Zuo Xingyun started to slap the bed board again, and let out bursts of excited growls.

Song Yanqing was taken aback by him. Seeing that he didn't respond, Zuo Xingyun yelled and said, "My lord, call twice quickly. Don't be afraid of [-], just in case. The situation is so severe recently. If someone really listens to us in the corner what to do."

Song Yanqing still thought that he was afraid of being exposed, sighed and started calling.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Xingyun grinned while sweating, and said, "If I finish so quickly, wouldn't it look like I'm useless."

Song Yanqing yelled, and he looked at Zuo Xingyun coldly.

That guy was still working hard to shape his image of Seven Nights/Jirou, and he didn't notice his brother's cold gaze at all.

Hearing the silence from the side, he even patted Song Yanqing and urged, "Come on, I feel like I'm getting stronger and stronger."

Before he could say anything, Song Yanqing kicked him off the bed.

Zuo Xingyun casually dusted off the dust on his body, wanting to go to bed.

"Get out." Song Yanqing said with a headache: "You are too fierce, my voice is not good. I think if this continues, I will not be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

Zuo Xingyun looked very happy. He lay down on the bed, tilted his head and said, "By the way, Yan Qing, the prince has been restless these days. I heard from the spies in the prince's mansion that the prince and the concubine always quarrel recently. It is estimated that the prince will come to you soon."

Song Yanqing said hesitantly: "I'm fine, but what about the guards around the crown prince?"

"I have Xiaotao's poison here. If you rub it on your wrists and the back of your neck, the prince will lose his resistance when he smells it close." Zuo Xingyun took out a small medicine bottle from his arms and said, "Before you use it, eat the previous Xiaotao." The antidote pill for you, when the time comes, you will hold the prince in your hand, and those guards will not dare to do anything to you. If you kill the prince, someone will take care of you."

Song Yanqing nodded and took the medicine bottle, Zuo Xingyun continued: "Then Xu Sijiang and Xu Kang have left the convoy, and they have probably come to the capital. I heard that Prince Xu is insidious and cunning. People know what he looks like. Recently, there are always royal spies walking in the Nanfeng Hall, and he will probably sneak in to investigate, so be careful."

Song Yanqing recalled the original text, Xu Sijiang who killed the original owner and Zuo Xingyun in a one-on-one match, couldn't help asking: "Does Xu Wang know martial arts?"

"No." Zuo Xingyun said hesitantly: "No one has seen the prince use martial arts, probably not."

Song Yanqing raised her eyebrows, it seemed that Xu Sijiang was hiding something very deep.

He just wanted to hint to Zuo Xingyun, tell him that the prince is very powerful in martial arts, let him be more careful.

But before he could speak, there was a sudden commotion outside.

I vaguely heard the old bustard screaming and cursing to catch the thief, and there was a submissive voice mixed with the glaring of the guards and the exclamation of the boys.

It seemed that he was saying something, Mr. Yan called me, the voice was normal at first.Later, it was estimated that he was beaten, and the more he screamed, the worse he became.Finally, he began to yell at Mr. Yan.

Song Yanqing listened for a while, then said with a dark face, "It's the scholar in my room."

Now is an extraordinary period, and the bustard and guards of the Nanfeng Hall are all members of the Assassin League.They don't care if the person who comes is a thief or an innocent person, as long as they behave suspiciously, they will arrest them all, interrogate and beat them to death.

Zuo Xingyun didn't take it seriously, he was a killer and not a monk.

A scholar dies when he dies.

He also wanted to take advantage of this chaotic time to tell Song Yanqing about Miss Hong's next plan in detail.

But Song Yanqing suddenly stood up and was about to run outside.

"Come back to me!" Zuo Xingyun grabbed Song Yanqing, saw that he was anxious, and didn't have time to ask, but just tore the clothes on his chest.

"Thank you." Song Yanqing nodded, and Zuo Xingyun also stood up and rubbed his lips fiercely until the lips became red and swollen.She started rubbing the corners of his eyes again, took a cup of tea and splashed it on his chest.

"Let's go." As he spoke, he hugged Song Yanqing and walked quickly to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he squinted his eyes and made an expression of being interrupted by someone, and shouted viciously: "What are you doing? Why don't you let people go in the middle of the night?" sleep."

Although Song Yanqing's clothes were taken off by him, Zuo Xingyun hugged him tightly and held him in his arms, not letting others see the slightest bit.

Xu Wangye, who had been arguing for a long time, was being beaten by the guards. He had deep internal strength, and the beatings by those guards were not painful to him.

He knew he shouldn't be so reckless, but he heard the faint sobbing of Mr. Yan next door.He only felt that a big hand grabbed his heart, and those ambiguous panting sounds were particularly harsh to his ears.

Xu Sijiang could only think of this reason, otherwise there is nothing else that could explain his gaffe.

Like a kid, he ran out and made a big fuss.

His plan succeeded, and Mr. Yan really came out.

It's just that he is being held in the arms of that left hero now, his clothes are disheveled, his lips are red and swollen, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell what happened in the room at a glance.

That Young Master Yan nestled in the man's arms, looked at him quietly, and said in a hoarse voice: "What's going on."

"This man slipped out of your room, holding a valuable jade pendant in his hand." Du Qingtong came over from the side, holding a jade pendant in his hand, and winked at Song Yanqing with his back to everyone.

Song Yanqing glared at Du Qingtong, raised his hand and snatched the jade pendant and said: "The scholar put this on me, it was originally his property."

As he spoke, he coughed twice, signaling the bustard to stop beating.

He pushed the arm tightly hugging him, Zuo Xingyun let go with a smile.Then he pulled off the inner garment that was covering his body, and wrapped Song Yanqing's upper body.His movements are fast, and his movements are careful as if he is treating a treasure.

Xu Sijiang took a deep breath, and when he looked at Zuo Xingyun, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Zuo Xingyun wrapped Song Yanqing carefully, and after making sure that his strong muscles would not be exposed, he patted him on the shoulder and teased in a low voice: "You can only see your face if you are full of tendons."

Song Yanqing gave him a hard look, and said softly, "I hate it, so many people are watching."

Du Qingtong was dumbfounded as he watched from the sidelines. If he remembered correctly, in front of him was this shy-faced man who single-handedly slaughtered half of the bandit village with thousands of people on top of the mountain last month.

Zuo Xingyun and Song Yanqing cooperated a lot, he gave Song Yanqing an appreciative look, and encouraged Song Yanqing to work hard and continue to flirt.

Xu Sijiang was held up by two guards, and his thoughts are now in a mess.

It's been a long time since he lost his composure. It can be seen that after seeing Mr. Yan, he began to lose control.

He recalled the name he said casually and Mr. Yan's reaction, there was probably something tricky about it.

The scholar lowered his head, Song Yanqing couldn't see his expression clearly.

He raised his hand to lift the scholar's chin, Xu Sijiang noticed his movement, and secretly forced out a mouthful of blood.

Song Yanqing raised the scholar's face, and saw a trace of blood slipping down the corner of his mouth.

Song Yanqing shook her hand, feeling a little distressed.

This person is likely to be the reincarnation of his lover, and it is also likely to be the villainous boss Xu who secretly returned to the capital.

He felt distressed for a while, and worried that Xu Sijiang would run away and kill everyone present.

Song Yanqing sighed lightly, gently wiped off the blood from the corner of the scholar's mouth, frowned slightly and said, "You don't stay in my room well, why come out and run around by yourself."

"Xiaosheng got up and found that the young master is not there." Xu Sijiang's eyes fell on Song Yanqing's red and swollen lips, probably because he kissed too hard, and now his skin is a little broken.

He closed his eyes, pretending to be timid and said: "Xiaosheng wants to go out to find Mr. Yan, but he is afraid that the jade pendant will be taken away by others."

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly lost his voice.

Song Yanqing looked down suspiciously, raised his hand to signal the two guards behind him to let go, and the scholar immediately fell down limply, and was falling into Song Yanqing's arms.

Zuo Xingyun was still watching the excitement, but when he saw this, he walked over quickly and wanted to throw the scholar out.

Song Yanqing hugged Xu Sijiang and shook his head at him, Zuo Xingyun's face became even uglier.

He looked at the scholar as if he was looking at a pig that stole his own cabbage.

After receiving Song Yanqing's wink, the old bustard said in a sharp voice: "It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone, don't join in the fun."

Du Qingtong helped the 'weak and powerless' Song Yanqing to bring the scholar back to his room, but Zuo Xingyun stopped him before he cupped his hands.

He frowned and looked at the scholar lying on the bed, only thinking that this person acted suspiciously.

Either coveting the beauty of his family's Yan Qing, or sneaking in as a spy.

He gestured to Song Yanqing, and without waiting for an answer, he raised his hand and prepared to finish the scholar with a palm.

The more Song Yanqing looked at the scholar, the more he felt close to him, so he leaned over to cover the scholar.

Pretending to look at his wound, but actually protecting him.

Zuo Xingyun hummed dissatisfiedly from behind, and then the door was slammed shut.

The room became quiet again, Song Yanqing pointed at the scholar's lips, and he said softly: "Mr. Mo, you have left my guest in anger again. How do you think you will compensate me?"

The scholar lay on the bed without any reaction, as if he really passed out.

Zuo Xingyun walked outside the door, grabbed Du Qingtong and said in a low voice: "The scholar has a problem, Yan Qing is straightforward and not smart enough, you should pay more attention and report to me if you have anything to do."

Du Qingtong nodded to show that he understood, Zuo Xingyun waved him to leave.

He thought about it left and right, and always felt that Song Yanqing's reaction today was wrong.

Zuo Xingyun gritted his teeth and flew up to the roof.Lift a tile and peep underneath.

He thought to himself, if the scholar dared to do anything to Song Yanqing, he would definitely send him to see the King of Hades.

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