President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

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This heavy love.

Liang Xiao was in a complicated mood, touched his neck, and suppressed the idea of ​​finding a red rope.

If this is worn with a red string, I am afraid it is not a pendant.

It is armor.

Referring to the size of the keys, when he was thinking about Mr. Huo, he took them out and counted them, and he probably couldn't think of Mr. Huo.

Duan Ming saw that he was in a daze, and shook his hand: "What are you thinking?"

Liang Xiao didn't dare to hang it around his neck, and murmured: "...Mr. Huo trusts me too much."

No matter how much he is an omega, he is, after all, the omega who once smashed the "Dictionary of Contemporary Medical Knowledge" on Mr. Huo's head.

Mr. Huo is now giving him these three hundred keys, no matter whether they are put in plastic bags or tied on a string, once they are rounded and smashed out...

A hole the size of a bowl can be smashed into the wall.

Liang Xiao was afraid of scaring his manager, so he shook his head and suppressed his wild thoughts: "The bedroom---"

Liang Xiao coughed: "Which one is the master bedroom?"

The keys were all labeled, Duan Ming rummaged through them, and handed him one.

Liang Xiao was relatively cautious and thought about it carefully: "What about the second bedroom?"

Duan Ming turned it out and handed it over.

Liang Xiao took a deep breath, his heart beat a little faster, and he fanned the wind: "Is there a small bedroom?"

Duan Ming flipped it over and handed it over.

Liang Xiao coughed and swallowed his saliva: "The study—"

Duan Ming handed it over.

Liang Xiao whispered: "The office..."

Duan Ming was stunned: "You still want to be in the office?!"

Liang Xiao didn't have the nerve to say it, but his thoughts were pierced by the manager's words, he smacked his lips, and reddened from the base of his ears all the way to his neckline.

"Think!" Liang Xiao went all out, "Can't you!"

"...OK." Duan Ming nodded, "I always have ideals."

Duan Ming patted him on the shoulder: "Maybe one day, you two will touch from the master bedroom to the second bedroom, kiss to the small bedroom, roll to the study, and then Mr. Huo will carry you into the office."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming got over his mouth addiction, didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and took the script: "Let's get down to business."

The background of "Cloud Flag" is empty, the protagonist was born in Zhenyuan Hou's Mansion, the current queen's eldest son and grandson, the noble and precious young master.

"When he was born, it happened to coincide with the movement of the white tiger star. Zhenyuan Hou thought he was unlucky, so he was placed in a remote courtyard."

Duan Ming: "The queen couldn't get used to it, so she was simply carried into the palace from a young age, and was pampered and raised as a prince."

Liang Xiao tried his best to suppress his mind, responded, and pressed the car window to blow the air.

"Without the restraint of the prince, he is very talented. From the emperor to the master and master, no one is not used to him." Duan Ming said: "I am used to it too much. If I don't put on a house for three days, there is no one in the whole palace that he hasn't stepped on." roof."

Duan Ming deliberately flipped through a few pages of the script: "The emperor met with the envoys, the court was full of ritual and music, and he stole chestnuts on the roof of Zhaoming Hall to eat."

Liang Xiao sighed lightly.

"What's the matter?" Duan Ming asked, "Don't want to go on the roof or eat chestnuts?"

Liang Xiao wanted to be taken into the office, so he coughed lightly and regained his senses: "No."

Liang Xiao had already chatted with the director about the script for a whole day, and he was almost familiar with the plot: "He not only stole chestnuts, but also touched a lot of fireworks, and played them in the middle of the night."

Unlike Yun Lian, this is a character with a completely bright background in the early stage. He is a young man who is full of vigor and anger. He is used to lawlessness in the palace.

The biographies Duan Ming got only reached this level, so he couldn't hold back his curiosity: "What happened after that?"

Liang Xiao: "Dead."

Duan Ming: "..."

When Liang Xiao acted in the torture scene, he already had a premonition, and sighed: "They like to see me with holes in my clothes, a wound on my chest, and crawling in the snow with blood all over my body."

Duan Ming didn't know whether he should praise him for his clear positioning: "...Yes."

Duan Ming has been watching Weibo for him for the past few days, and he is particularly impressed by the data.The episode where Yun Lian was tortured was the most popular, and there are still many petitions under the official blog of the crew. I hope the crew can shoot a few more scenes on this theme.

Duan Ming coughed: "The more abused - the more virile."

Liang Xiao: "Really?"

Duan Mingxin said how is it possible, they are just greedy for your body: "Really."

Liang Xiao felt a little comforted, nodded at ease, and reopened the script.

The name "Cloud Flag" is taken from Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs".

"He led the army at the age of 16, and he won every battle he fought." Liang Xiao: "Before he was an adult, the emperor already wanted to confer a marquis on him alone, but at this time, their family was involved in a battle for succession."

The empress herself has no heirs, and the Marquis of Zhenyuan surrendered to the sixth prince, doing everything clean and dirty, with too much blood on his hands, and finally offended Tianwei.

The queen was already sick at this time, but when she heard the shock, she became furious and died.

Once the Zhenyuan Hou's mansion was overthrown, the family was ransacked and the family was wiped out, except for a young master who was not yet crowned.

Duan Ming guessed instinctively: "After many years, he will come back to take revenge, clear his grievances, and make everyone in the past pay with blood?"

"No, the Marquis of Zhenyuan's mansion was not wronged." Liang Xiao shook his head, "Their family made every effort to scratch and rule out dissidents. He grew up in the palace and never knew about it."

Liang Xiao flipped through the script: "He fled to the fifth year, and the border was in a hurry."

At this time, the emperor has become the first emperor, and the new emperor succeeds, who is the sixth prince who surrendered to Zhenyuan Hou.

The foundation of the new emperor is not stable, so if the name is justified, all those who followed him in the past have been wiped out, and of course the remnants of the Zhenyuanhou's mansion will not be spared.

"The court is chaotic, and no one can lead the army."

Liang Xiao: "He robbed a horse, was chased by the court all the way, and rolled for two thousand miles with blood."

The border is in chaos, and the army collapses like a mountain.The young general who was invincible back then was covered in wounds and bloodstains, single-handedly using the cloud as a banner, abruptly mobilized hundreds of remnant soldiers.

This remnant army of hundreds of people traversed the battlefield all the way, stopping Rong Di at the northwest border.

"The man who chased him didn't kill him, but guarded his back." Liang Xiao: "He rode his horse overnight and chased him for thirty miles. He shot the leader of Rongdi to death, and was pierced into a sieve by random arrows."

Duan Ming couldn't help but feel the pain: "Is it gone?"

"One more thing." Liang Xiao looked at the script, "The person in charge of arresting him has arrived, and he is lying on the blood-soaked snow, leaning against a rock, setting himself off fireworks."

"..." Liang Xiao endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back: "Why must there be snow?"

"Looks good." Duan Ming urged him: "And then?"

"Those people are going to take him for treatment."

Liang Xiao: "He won't move, it hurts."

Duan Ming was anxious to death: "Then—"

Liang Xiao shook his head: "Not anymore."

Duan Ming was stunned.

Liang Xiao read it again and closed the script.

The camera ends at this scene.

The color of the snow was bright red, and amidst the embers of the fireworks, the young general, who was riding alone to turn the tide, finally exhausted himself and closed his eyes.

The young master who was used to being lawless back then complained in a low voice.

"Mr. Liang came back after talking about the script."

The housekeeper looked at the time: "Do you want to meet him at the door?"

Huo Lan opened the book: "No need."

The housekeeper looked at the book in his hand, coughed, and moved towards the door without a trace: "Mr. Liang doesn't know the way, I still—"

Huo Lan: "1645."

housekeeper:"……"

Huo Lan turned two pages and frowned: "The Anglican Church of Armagh, Northern Ireland..."

"Mr. Huo." The butler said in time, "Mr. Liang may not like "A Brief History of Time."

Huo Lan was silent for a while, and closed the book.

The housekeeper accompanied him to pick out books all afternoon, and watched Mr. Huo choose from the birth of human beings to the origin of the universe. He really wanted to go out to get some fresh air and welcome Mr. Liang who was about to come back.

The housekeeper looked at him, hesitant: "Why did you choose here..."

This study room is not Huo Lan's, but a book left by Mr. and Mrs. Huo Lan.My wife is interested in many fields, so my husband asked someone to write on the wall of books. I was afraid that my wife would not understand economics, so I deliberately chose "Currency War" and other easy-to-understand deductive works.

Huo Lan also has a study room, but the housekeeper doesn't know why he doesn't go there: "Don't you know more about your books?"

Huo Lan: "He doesn't like it."

The butler was stunned for a moment: "Why?"

Huo Lan shook his head, put the book back on the shelf, turned around and left the study.

The butler closed the door and quickly chased after him. Just as he was about to speak, a faint commotion suddenly broke out outside the gate of the villa.

The butler frowned, and grabbed a bodyguard who hurried past: "What happened?"

The bodyguard hesitated to speak, he glanced at Huo Lan and pointed out the window.

The housekeeper glanced outside, his heart sank.

The captain of the bodyguard rushed over, seeing Huo Lan, he quickly stopped what he wanted to say, saluted, and quickly dragged the butler away.

"It was the branch that was mainly responsible for taking care of Mr. Huo back then."

The captain of the bodyguard dragged him all the way to the stairs, worried and lowered his voice: "What's the matter, is it because Mr. Huo gave Mr. Liang his key?"

The housekeeper shook his head with a sullen expression: "It's none of their business."

The butler held back for two seconds, still feeling a little sad: "Boss Huo didn't give Mr. Liang his key, but Boss Huo gave me my key."

Bodyguard Captain: "..."

Recently, comforting hugs are inexplicably popular in the villa. The captain of the bodyguard, the tough guy Tie Xue, hesitated for a long time, closed his eyes and opened his arms towards him.

The butler wanted to make another set, sighed, and moved his arm away: "It should be Long Tao's fault."

The butler has been assisting the office for a long time, and is very familiar with these routines: "If there is a trouble today, it will be on the hot search tomorrow. There are disputes among wealthy families, and the Huo family bullies the division, forcing the subsidiary to block the door to survive."

In dealing with the business world, there are very few people like Huo Lan who only strictly use commercial means, only use ulterior motives, never harm the innocent, and never involve their family members.

Long Tao was getting weaker and weaker day by day, and he had less than the slightest advantage in an upright confrontation, so he naturally put all his strength into these shady places.

"Long Tao is instigating our separation?"

The captain of the bodyguard opened his eyes in disbelief: "Then these people really came?"

The captain of the bodyguard couldn't figure it out: "They all belong to the same family, one prospers and the other loses—"

"I asked, what circumstances would cause Alpha to have a special variant."

The housekeeper was silent for a while: "The hospital said that most of the reasons were because the juveniles were too dangerous when they differentiated, and there were life-threatening situations."

The captain of the bodyguard had never thought about this level before, and he was stunned when he heard this: "Then their family—"

"Mr. Huo was still young when he was fostered in the branch family, so he didn't know what was going on."

Butler: "They have Mr. Huo's medical report, don't they know?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the back of the captain of the bodyguard.

The housekeeper whispered: "My wife's body at that time was not suitable for having children."

For the original division of the family, the husband and wife intend to retire, and the main family has no one to inherit, and sooner or later the property of the main family will be dispersed and transferred to the lower levels.

The only obstacle is that silent and withdrawn and talented young master.

The bodyguard captain's voice was a little hoarse: "Then they wouldn't be like this—"

"They won't take the initiative." The housekeeper said, "But if Mr. Huo has any accidents, they won't bother."

Steward: "Even...will try to hide it."

Xiao Huo Lan has hidden dangers in his body, and he may not be aware of it, but it is impossible for the hospital's physical examination to show nothing.

The patient is still young, the hospital will choose to notify, only the family members of the guardian at that time.

"They didn't tell Mr. Huo, nor did they tell their husband and wife, so they kept it a secret."

The captain of the bodyguard felt cold in his heart: "Well, in case Mr. Huo had any accident in Jiangnan..."

If anything goes wrong, these assets can be passed on to the family inheritance in a stable manner.

Long Tao himself often did such shady things, so it may not be impossible to find out what happened back then.

Even if he was not found out, Huo Lan returned to the imperial capital safely and took over the Huo family. At the beginning, this matter became a knife hanging over the branch's head forever.

The captain of the bodyguard suddenly woke up: "Does Mr. Huo know?"

The butler didn't answer: "Shoot people away."

The captain of the bodyguard was a little anxious: "Boss Huo—"

The butler said nothing, turned around and walked upstairs quickly.

Huo Lan was still standing in front of the window.

The sky was too dark to see clearly, and in the blurred light and shadow, his shoulders and backs still looked sharp and cold.

The butler walked over and said softly, "Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan looked out the window with an indifferent expression.

The butler fell silent.

Huo Lan... probably knows.

Maybe the little Huo Lan didn't know it back then, but when he returned to Huo's house, Huo Lan took control of the situation with thunderous means. To be safe, he had to figure out everything first.

Find out that not only his parents were indifferent to him back then, but even the branch family who took care of him wanted his life.

None of the warmth and kindness is real.

The housekeeper looked at the time and reminded him in a low voice: "Mr. Huo, Mr. Liang will be back soon."

Huo Lan looked up.

"They will drive him away as soon as possible." Seeing his reaction, the housekeeper quickly connected, "Mr. Liang won't see it."

Huo Lan nodded: "Go and pick up Mr. Liang."

"Now?" The butler was startled, a little hesitant, "Then you—"

Huo Lan turned around, walked to the end of the stairs, entered an inconspicuous room, and closed the door.

The butler stood for a long time, sighed softly, turned around and walked downstairs quickly.

The captain of the bodyguard has always been merciless.

When Liang Xiao arrived at the villa, the door had been cleaned up, and there was no trace of someone making trouble.

The butler stood at the door and greeted him: "Mr. Liang."

"..." Liang Xiao carried the key and was taken aback by the battle: "It's not necessary..."

It's not that he doesn't know the way.

Even if the villa is fully rented, there is no need for a housekeeper to greet her every day when she returns home.

The housekeeper twitched the corner of his mouth: "You should be Mr. Huo and wait."

Liang Xiao froze for a moment, then frowned slightly.

"You've worked hard." The butler took the key for him, "Did the deal go well? I heard that the director of this movie is also very strict, and there are many requirements..."

Liang Xiao was slightly dumb: "What's wrong with Mr. Huo?"

The butler breathed a sigh of relief: "...something happened."

Liang Xiao had all the necessary keys in his pocket, but couldn't handle the rest.Liang Xiao asked the housekeeper to give it to the bodyguard, and helped deliver it to the room where his luggage was stored.

Liang Xiao entrusted Duan Ming to help, and followed the butler back: "What's the matter?"

The housekeeper didn't know how to say: "It's... a family matter."

The butler could make up that little Huo Lan was picking up letters alone in the heavy rain, but he was unlikely to be able to express such naked and cruel malice.

Huo Lan looked indifferent and fierce, but he was actually very tolerant to the people around him, but no matter how tolerant he was, he would not allow them to reveal their unbearable past for others to see.

The housekeeper hesitated, not knowing what kind of story to make up, and tried his best to keep Mr. Liang steady.

Liang Xiao looked at him for a while: "Where's Mr. Huo?"

"In..." the housekeeper hesitated for a while, but didn't make it clear: "In a room."

Liang Xiao: "..."

The housekeeper was in a dilemma: "Mr. Liang."

"Your words." Liang Xiao said, "There are 320 seven possible options."

The housekeeper was stunned: "You really counted?!"

Liang Xiao opened his mouth and coughed.

There was a little traffic jam on the way back, which delayed the time.

After reading the script, he missed Mr. Huo again.

The housekeeper really couldn't tell him, his mouth was extremely strict, and he was silent for a while and cautiously revealed: "Mr. Huo is not in a good condition."

Liang Xiao couldn't figure it out: "So I'm going over now."

housekeeper:"……"

The butler thought about it carefully, and didn't even know how to refute: "Yes, but—"

Huo Lan entered the small study.

Huo Lan has always been strict with himself, he would not enter that room easily, and once he entered, no one would be allowed to follow him, nor would anyone be allowed to enter.

The bodyguard who entered rashly last time has already melted to his legs.

The housekeeper stammered: "Boss Huo...it's inconvenient."

Butler: "Can you wait for Mr. Huo in the bedroom?"

Liang Xiao had no problem with this, so he nodded.

The butler breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, it won't be too long."

"Boss Huo is in a bad mood today." The housekeeper was afraid that he would be overwhelmed, so he explained in a low voice, "I can't help it...that's why."

"I really can't tell you where Mr. Huo is." The housekeeper whispered, "You must also not go to him."

Liang Xiao frowned when he heard this: "Will Mr. Huo smash things?"

"Yes." The butler resolutely said, "I will also throw people out of the window."

Liang Xiao: "..."

The housekeeper was really afraid that if he didn't know, he would open the door and be frozen by Mr. Huo, so he tried his best to say in a serious way: "I will--"

Liang Xiao coughed: "Would you...press someone on the sofa and spank his butt?"

The butler himself forgot when he made up this paragraph: "Huh?"

Liang Xiao's face was a little hot, and he suppressed his thoughts: "It's okay."

Butler: "Anyway...you wait in the bedroom."

The housekeeper assured: "It won't be long."

Liang Xiao nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and was sent all the way back to the bedroom by him.

The villa was exceptionally quiet today, and the staff, who are usually nimble, wished they could not be seen today. They went about their business with their heads depressed, and they greeted him very softly.

After all, Liang Xiao didn't ask which room Mr. Huo was in, so he washed himself, wiped his hair, changed into pajamas and left the bathroom.

The last bit of sunlight also completely fell out of the corner of the window.

The weather is not good tonight, there is no moon and no light, and the street lights are so dim that the light only faintly climbs to the window sill.

Liang Xiao stood by the window for a while, watching the butler lead people out of the villa.

Liang Xiao took the script, went out with Mr. Huo's pajamas in his arms, walked around to the luggage room, and quietly took out the three hundred keys.