Envy

In the evening Li Xingfeng arranged a banquet for them.

Before the banquet, Meng Tou took Yan Zhaohan back to his room to take a bath, and happened to meet Li Jingyu at the corner of the corridor.

He was travel-stained, as if he had just returned, with a tired and disgusted expression.There was a rosy color on his face, not as livid and frightening as when we first met.He casually threw the whip to the servants who followed him, and when he looked up, he saw Meng Tou.

They stopped at the same time, looked at each other, and were speechless for a while.

Meng Tou had expected that they would meet at Li's house sooner or later, so it was no surprise.

Li Jingyu was overwhelmed with astonishment, his heart was really narrow.This enemy actually came to his house, and he still wanted to walk a narrow road with him.

"Why is it you every time, endlessly?"

Li Xingfeng heard that his younger brother had returned home, and as soon as he came out of the house, he saw them confronting each other.The atmosphere is a bit strange.

He wondered: "Jingyu? Why do you..."

Li Jingyu immediately jumped to Li Xingfeng's side, grabbed his arm, pointed at Meng Tou and said, "Brother, this person not only blatantly opposed me on the street, but also hurt a girl I knew for no reason."

After hearing his nonsense, Meng Tou retorted: "Second Young Master Li rode a horse through the downtown area and almost hurt the little girl. That's all, and he still refuses to apologize. And the girl who knew you, she was possessed by a ghost Dead, do you want me to see death without saving? By the way, Xingfeng, your third younger brother has gone..."

The word "Hualou" has not been said yet.Yan Zhaohan secretly held his hand, motioning him not to continue.Meng Tou glanced at him and said nothing.

Li Jingyu said angrily, "Brother, don't listen to his nonsense."

It's not that Li Xingfeng doesn't understand his younger brother's temperament, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay. This must be a misunderstanding. This is my good brother Meng Tou since childhood."

Li Jingyu was stunned for a long time before recovering: "Is he Meng Tou?"

Meng Tou, the only disciple under Daoist Xuchang's seat?

Li Jingyu forgot how he was taken away by his brother.Li Xingfeng said "Goodbye at the banquet" to Meng Tuo, pulled Li Jingyu to a quieter place, and said to him: "Restrain yourself these few days, the person next to Meng Tou is Yan Shaojun who attacked the palace .No matter what you do, don't disturb them."

He was surprised: "That blind man is Shaojun?"

"Can I still lie to you?" Li Xingfeng said to him while dragging him away, "Remember, our Li family will not get involved in the matter of Xiqi Palace and Mingjuemen. Yan Shaojun and Jiang Yi, We can't afford to offend either side."

Li Jingyu was not convinced, he thought, what's the big deal about a mere attack on Gong Shaojun.

……

Meng Tou dismissed all the maids and servants, and quietly opened the curtain to enter the bath.He removed all his clothes and hung them on a rack beside him.The edge of the pool was splashed with water and it was a little slippery, so he walked carefully.

Yan Zhaohan rested against the pool wall, his black hair draped wetly on his shoulders.Meng Tou sat down next to him, leaned over, and pecked his face.

Yan Zhaohan naturally leaned on Meng Tou's shoulder: "I'm a little tired after driving for several days. I couldn't help but fell asleep just now."

Meng Tou said: "If you feel tired later, just tell me, and I will take you back to rest immediately."

"Ah."

Meng Tou turned sideways and said to him: "When you see those strategists at the banquet later, you don't need to speak. Anyway, outsiders think you are cold and arrogant and not easy to get close to. Those strategists who are stalking people dare not make things difficult for you."

"it is good."

Yan Zhaohan bent one leg, and his snow-white knee just came out of the water.Petals in the water cling to his legs.His obsidian-like eyes are also moist, and his lips are like peach petals.The tear mole under the right eye added a bit of enchantment.

Meng Tou blushed when he saw it, and pulled his hand from the water, pressing it on his heart: "Are you my young master Yan?"

Yan Zhaohan only felt that his heart was beating violently, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Why do I always feel that you look more and more like a goblin, or a vixen." Meng Tou was wronged, "You used to be deserted. Do you think you have eaten my young master Yan?"

"My third brother was famous for his descent from the Dongtan River when he was young. He is gentle and calm. Did you eat my third brother?" The skin under Yan Zhaohan's hands was tight and firm, with clear texture.He moved his hand up, tracing the outline of the man's face, and murmured: "I really want to see what you look like."

Meng Tou approached him, bowed his head and kissed his neck.Yan Zhaohan followed the man and raised his chin.

After a while, Meng Tou regretted, "We're going to the banquet soon, it's not good to leave some marks on your neck." So he picked him up from the cold water and wiped his body dry.He stood obediently, motionless, letting Meng Tou wipe it.

Meng Tou recalled a description in Long Yang's book: "The man's figure is too beautiful, and it makes him feel hot all over."

Meng Tou quickly put down his pick, afraid of nosebleeds, he quickly covered his nose, stuffed clean clothes into his arms, and said fiercely: "You do it yourself!"

Then they were ushered into the table by the servants.The noisy hall suddenly fell silent.The guests rubbed their eyes again and again, and felt that the young man in blue who Meng Sanlang was supporting was really familiar.

Someone dropped a wine bottle and stuttered in fright: "Shao Shao Shao Jun!"

Meng Tou pressed Yan Zhaohan's shoulder and asked him to sit down on the seat.

For a while, the guests of the Li family whispered to each other and talked a lot.There are all kinds of voices.Meng Tou couldn't hear clearly, but he could guess what they were talking about.

Suddenly, a sharp and abrupt voice came out of these discussions: "What are you afraid of, I'm just a blind man." After the sound, the people around became quiet again, and all looked at that person.

The speaker was Li Xingfeng's third brother.Meng Tou looked up.Li Jingyu was leaning on a chair and watching them.Although he is still young, he is an arrogant and domineering master.

Li Xingfeng's face changed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Jingyu, why are you talking to the guests!"

"Brother still won't let me tell the truth?" Li Jingyu said disdainfully, "I thought Yan Shaojun, who attacked Qiegong, would be very capable, but seeing him now, it's nothing more than that."

Yan Zhaohan took a sip of tea quietly without much reaction.

Meng Tou said coldly: "Yes. You don't need to rely on the attack and palace control spirit."

Li Jingyu sat on the chair, leaned forward, and looked directly at Meng Tou: "Young Master Meng, you haven't taken over Mu Su yet, you are now..."

Li Xingfeng interrupted him: "Jingyu, that's enough!"

Yan Zhaohan held Meng Tou's hand under the table, telling his third brother not to be angry.He said softly: "What the young master said is true. The young master lives so recklessly and unrestrainedly, that even his father and brother don't need to rely on him, and of course he doesn't need to depend on him to conquer the palace, and he doesn't need Mu Mi's protection."

Yan Zhaohan said: "Third Brother, don't mention these things again, lest you make the young master angry."

Li Jingyu's face turned red and blue, looked at Li Xingfeng, did not say a word for a while, and left the table in embarrassment.

There was an uproar again during the banquet, and many people looked at Yan Zhaohan thoughtfully.

In any case, his elegance and talent are still there.

He killed his master at the age of 21, becoming the youngest ruler in the past century.The world called him "Shaojun".