Lanling covered the moon

"Of course not. General Wei is being polite. Chang Gong is satisfied with having a tile to cover his head. Why do you ask for anything else?"

Zimo smiled faintly, surrounded by short, small and simple houses, but they were still clean, and a few skinny horses were tied up in the dilapidated stable.

Seeing a stranger enter the post house, Ma'er kicked the haystack beside his feet, poked his head out and honked at Zi Mo Youyou, very familiar.

"Oh, I didn't expect this beast to judge people by their appearance. Seeing His Royal Highness Lanling's stunning beauty, they all came to join in the fun." Wei Xiaokuan sneered eccentrically.

"General Wei is just joking. I think this horse is also lonely here. Seeing me coming, I am thinking about becoming friends with me."

"Hey, what His Highness Chang Gong said is right. Since you are a hostage in my great week, there is no certainty for three to five years or even your whole life. Here, you should get acquainted first. After all, you may be the one who will know you for the rest of your life." A place to stay..."

Wei Xiaokuan lowered his voice and said.

"Hu Aliu? Hu Aliu!" General Wei shouted, a middle-aged man with a goatee trotted out to meet him, and then bowed in front of Wei Xiaokuan with a flattering smile, and replied: "Master Wei , Ah Liu is here! I have traveled a long distance, but I have never met you far, what a sin!"

"Stop talking nonsense, this is Gao Changgong, the protégé of the Qi State, and I will entrust this general to you, so I can take care of you!" Wei Xiaokuan gave the guard a wink, which naturally meant that he knew it well.

A proton is a proton, this person cannot be allowed to lose his life, but he must not be allowed to eat, drink, and enjoy life here.The speed among them is mastered by the old man in this post house himself.

"Yes, yes!" Hu Aliu was simply a roundworm in Lord Wei's stomach, how could he not understand that Lord General hated King Lanling very much.I heard that His Majesty the Emperor surrendered East Jingzhou because of Gao Changgong's failure to attack Jinyang?

He raised his eyes to look at this man, tsk, he really has a charming face, and people will be fascinated by it just by looking at him, he doesn't look like a man!We must sharpen his spirit and let him suffer more!It would be a lot of fun to see how this flowery and jade-like prince has grown old and out of shape in this post house!

Hu Aliu sent Wei Xiaokuan away with a secret smile, and arranged Zimo in a simple hut.

"There are no slaves and servants here, His Royal Highness Lanling won't dislike you!" He asked deliberately with a sneer, he glanced at the beauty's expression, could it be that the ghost-faced Shura is all a false name, and the King of Lanling relied on this It's only because of his skin that he can get along well in Qi country, right?

It is heard that Gao Cheng, Emperor Wenxiang of the Northern Qi Dynasty, is a romantic seed who has seen countless women in his life.To be able to give birth to such a catastrophe as Gao Changgong, I really don't know what that woman looks like. !

Hu Aliu made a mistake, and while Xiao was thinking, he followed Zimo into the room, and stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his waist, but before he touched the corner of the man's clothes, Zimo smiled and twisted his wrist. He was suppressed on the old wooden table.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts!" the staff yelled so loudly that tears were about to fall.This person looks weak, how could he have such great strength? !The rumors are true, it really is Ghost Face Lanling, the current hero of the God of War!

He was really obsessed with sex for a while, what a mistake! !

"Forgive me, Your Highness Lanling, please forgive me! I don't dare, I don't dare!! I only dare to offend you when I'm obsessed for a while... Your Highness, please forgive me~"

Zimo saw that the man was flushed with cold sweat on his forehead, thinking that this small punishment should be enough, so he let go of the man and sat on the broken bench.

If the tiger doesn't show his power, he treats him as a sick cat. He also joined the army at the age of nine. He has been in the gangsters since he was a child. What kind of lunatics have I never seen?

As soon as he let go, the man seemed to have escaped from the mouth of a tiger. He scrambled out of Zimo's house, pointed his head at Zimo and cursed as he fled, "You, you wait, you are here with me, grandpa. Eat and live, let's see how rampant you are!"

Zimo's face turned cold, he picked up the broken teacup in his hand and before he was willing to throw it out, the staff was so frightened that he fell to the ground again, ran away staggeringly.

Unconsciously sneered, looked at the broken cup, luckily it wasn't thrown out, otherwise there wouldn't even be a place to find water.

Looking at the bare walls of this house, he thought that he was not frightened, so don't be too deceptive!

The whole body of the carriage was sore and limp, and there was a creaking sound when sitting on the wooden bed.

Why. . . . . .Zimo let out a long sigh and fell back on the wooden bed. Fortunately, the bed was strong enough, and it seemed that sleeping would not be a problem.

After lying down for a while, the sky was completely dark.

It's been a long time since I haven't seen the curator bring the food, and thinking about it, this is what the man gave him just now. . . . . .

Just as he was thinking about whether he would go to the kitchen to steal some food or go out in the dead of night to find some food without anyone noticing, someone unexpectedly came to this inn.

"Ouch, isn't this the prince, the grand lord is here to welcome you from a distance, to welcome you from a distance!" It was Hu Aliu who spoke, and Zi Mo didn't know who had arrived to make him be so flattering. Just as he was about to close the door, he suddenly heard the person outside say: "His Highness Chang Gong, wait a minute, this old slave is here to bring you something."

"Huh?" Zimo looked at the eunuch, and he looked familiar.

"Your Highness, when you came to Weiyang Palace to negotiate a peace, you met with Xiao, do you still remember?" Wang Gonggong said.

"It seems quite familiar, it should be Yu Wenyong's close servant."

"Yes, I have seen His Highness Lanling. I don't know if His Highness is still used to it here? Your Majesty is not at ease, let the younger one come and take a look." The father-in-law looked around, and dusted the dust flying in front of him with some distaste. face contemptuous.

"Hu Aliu, what's going on here? How can His Highness live in such a place?!" the prince scolded with a straight face.

The guards were a little dumbfounded, why did His Majesty the Emperor send the chief eunuch here that night when he was so worried? !Lord Wei wants him to give this King Lanling some flair. . . . . .

"Here, the conditions here are simple, and it is already the best room, Wang Gonggong Mingjian!"

"Yeah, I like this place too, I'd better ask eunuch to go back and tell His Majesty that the protégé Gao Changgong eats and sleeps in this post house, so His Majesty doesn't need to worry about everything."

Hu Aliu was in a hurry to find an excuse, but he didn't expect that the Prince of Lanling himself wanted to send the prince away.

Very strange, strange!

"Here...Since His Royal Highness said so, the old slave put down some food and left." After speaking, the little eunuch behind him brought two big baskets of things and put them in front of Zimo, bowing goodbye, "His Royal Highness rested earlier and took my leave."

"Eunuch, go slowly." Zi Mo said goodbye.Na Hu Aliu didn't dare to stay in the house any longer, and followed the prince to retreat.

Zimo closed the door, opened the food box and saw that it was really delicacies from mountains and seas, Yu Wenyong must have brought him all the dinner made by the imperial dining room.

Picked up the chopsticks and tasted a few bites, and ate a few pieces of cakes, and my stomach was full.

Looking at the food box, I felt mixed emotions in my heart, thinking that he, a person who is happy with kindness and hatred, now sighs, not knowing what to do with Yu Wenyong. . . . . .

God knows how!

Still eat and sleep!

Zimo fell asleep as soon as he pulled the quilt. His body felt prickly and itchy. He scratched, wondering if there were fleas?However, I was already tired from the long journey to Chang'an, so I couldn't control the many things, so I fell into a deep sleep.

At night, the post house was dilapidated and silent.

Occasionally, there are a few insects screaming, and the sound of horses chewing hay.

There was a flash of white light, and a ghostly figure fell like a shooting star in the courtyard of the post house. Looking at the dilapidated house and the old well, he couldn't help but sigh.

Is this what the man said well?

The horses in the stables stood up, chewed their bridles, poked their heads out to look around, and neighed a few times while breathing hot air.

Yu Wenyong raised his hand and made a silent gesture to the animal, the horse seemed to understand everything, and fell asleep peacefully again.

With a slight smile, Yu Wenyong walked through the wooden door of the house and appeared beside the man's bed, carefully watching his sleeping appearance.

"I told you that you have burns from the underworld fire, why are you so stubborn and unbelieving?" He bowed his head, waving his hand lightly over Zimo's face, as if there were bright stars falling on Zimo's eyebrows and eyes, He fell into a deeper sleep, not knowing what happened.

Yu Wenyong took out a jar of medicine, which was a fairy medicine.

Minghuo hurts the inside but not the outside, and hurts the bones but not the skin, he is so worried about him, but this person just doesn't know his good, thinking that he is taking advantage of the opportunity. . . . . .

"The disciple will heal your wounds."

Yu Wenyong leaned down and pecked at the man's ear softly and said.

Slightly raised his finger, and moved his fingertips, the belt on Zi Mo's body was easily untied, the skirt of his clothes was opened wide, and following Yu Wenyong's gaze, the clothes were like living things, slipping off the man's body one by one Slender shoulders.

The jade-like body that had been stripped of its clothes and uncovered made the gods' heart beat wildly upon seeing it.

Inside the house, it was suddenly fragrant and beautiful, and Feifei filled the corner of the humble room.

Yu Wenyong caught the floating body, hugged him tightly, and pressed his lips against the man's lips.

He wants to hug him so much but he is so mad that he can't bear it, how can he keep quiet at this moment, let go and back away?

I don't want to hand over this person any more, and he can go through fire and water for him, so why should I want him to forget each other again? !

Thinking of this, Yu Wenyong no longer has any hesitation and hesitation in his eyes.He slowly placed the man on the bed, fearing that the hard board would hit Zimo's bones, so he took off his clothes and robe and placed it under Zimo's body.

The tall body sank slowly, and Yu Wenyong raised his hand to caress the face that made people fall at a glance.He pecked at his lips lightly, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be devout worship, leaving the shape of love on this body.

The flowing water of the Prajna River and the sound of the piano from that year seemed to be still in his ears, but at this moment, the sound overflowing from the man's throat made him even more frantic.

He is his strings, and the two of them sing together in harmony, messing up the fairy fate that is beyond the world.

Occasionally, Zimo unconsciously raised his head and hummed softly. Yu Wenyong seemed to be comforting him, and whispered: "I will transfer the immortal energy to you, and it will make you heal faster. It will be like this every day, you and I Never part."

There was a sudden dull pain, Zimo frowned and unconsciously grasped the quilt under him in the nightmare.

What's going on here?

He was scorching again as if being scorched by a raging flame.Feeling strange, I tried to open my eyes, but I was hit hard, and I fell into the chaos and lost my strength.

Who kept calling his master in his ear, he didn't know, couldn't remember clearly, couldn't tell, but there were tears seeping from the corner of his eyes. . . . . .

A little bit, a drop, will make this evil fire burn more vigorously.

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