Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

Yangliu Town.

"Shopkeeper, check out!"

"Twenty-eight dollars."

"What about your shopkeeper?"

Lang Yu frowned and said to the guest: "If you want to see our shopkeeper, you will be charged an additional ten taels for the meal."

The diner left the money and left resentfully, and looked back frequently before leaving, but he had already gone out, and he didn't see the shopkeeper come out.

There are many rich people in the hall, "Brother Lang, I will add ten taels and you let the shopkeeper come out."

Lang Yu rolled up his sleeves, wrote down an account, and said without raising his head, "You have to add 100 taels."

"100 taels is 100 taels."

Lang Yu turned his head to give the waiter a look, and saw the handsome and tall man going upstairs helplessly.

Boom boom boom!

"What's the matter?" A lazy voice sounded from the room.

Zhao Feiyun touched his nose, "Come down to pick up the guests."

The next second the door opened, and a handsome man with dark eyebrows stood at the door, "Will you be able to speak? What is pick-up? I'll make a good hotel. You think it's a small hotel."

Who made you love money so much.

Zhao Feiyun looked at the sleep marks on his face, "The sun is high, and the people below are so busy, do you, the boss, have the nerve to sleep?"

Zuo Yan yawned, "Who made me the boss."

Walking down while talking, he suddenly turned his head when he was about to go down the stairs, "Money."

Zhao Feiyun said, "100 taels."

Satisfied, Zuo Yan went downstairs, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the hall.

"Who wants to see me?"

Zuo Yan's face once had the title of the most beautiful man in the Jin Kingdom. Seven years ago, his face was still a little immature. After all, at the age of 20, no matter how you look at it, he is still a boy.

And seven years later, he has a more mature temperament, and the frizz he once had disappeared with the precipitation of time. In addition, he often takes drugs, and the whole person is even more lazy.

When not talking, it is a painting that can make people eat.

The premise is that he doesn't speak.

"Shopkeeper, are you just getting up?" The rich man who added 100 taels directly served the public, so that other people who want to see people without money can also see this boss Zhu from Yangliu Town.

Zuo Yan looked over, "Adding a dish to this boss, you can't let him spend 100 taels in vain."

The rich man laughed twice, out of face.

Zhao Feiyun said: "Which dish to add?"

Zuo Yan thought for a while, "Let's plate peanuts."

Everyone: ... the shopkeeper is still so picky.

Zuo Yan was sitting at the counter flipping through the ledger casually, Lang Yu saw that he looked like he couldn't wake up, "Your body..."

"It's okay, I slept too much."

Zuo Yan leaned on his chin, staring at the door in a daze.

Seven years ago, Xiao Liuzui beheaded thousands of people at the foot of the white jade steps. On the same night, his bedroom caught fire, and Zuo Yan was brought out by being stunned.

After he woke up, he had already appeared in the carriage, and the other three people in the carriage made him a little dazed.

Zhao Feiyun, Wei Yong, and a man who looks familiar.

After being reminded by the system, this is the male favorite who is good at playing the piano in his mansion.

No matter how you look at it, these three people who are completely out of reach will join forces to rescue him from the palace.

And from their explanations, he knew that Lang Yu was actually placed in his mansion by the emperor to protect him, and Lang Yu received the last order to find an opportunity to take him out of the palace.

Wei Youdong was with him, and as for Zhao Feiyun, Lang Yu accidentally rescued him.

In seven years, he has traveled to many places and met many people. The only thing that remains the same is that he still knows that this is just a mission.

Finally, they found everything they were looking for, and they landed in such a small town.

But Xiao Liuzui didn't know what to do.

It would be interesting if the man forgot about him.

System: "No, you see he hasn't accepted a concubine for so many years, not even a bed warmer."

Zuo Yan said, "Me neither."

Think about dreaming back at midnight, gritting your teeth alone...

Ahem, I can't think about it, my eyes are hot.

Zuo Yan was in a daze, and sat in the lobby until the night, until they closed, and the women reluctantly left.

"Young master also grows a jade tree facing the wind, so why doesn't anyone come to see me?"

Zhao Feiyun looked at Lang Yu's calculations, his earnings this day were much higher than yesterday's. He touched his face and felt that those people's eyes were wrong.

Lang Yu glanced at him, then looked at the melancholy person over there.

"Go and close the door."

Zhao Feiyun didn't get any comfort, so he sighed. Under the candlelight, he could see a scar on the side of his face from the corner of his eyes to the corner of his mouth, making his handsome face slightly dark.

"Let me go."

Zuo Yan stood up and stretched his muscles, Zhao Feiyun turned around to wipe the table.

As soon as the door was closed here, there was a call from outside.

"It's closed, please be early tomorrow."

There was a pause for a knock on the door, and then there was a clap. Zuo Yan quickly opened the door expressionlessly.

"You said it was closed...you..."

There was a boy standing outside the door, no, it couldn't be called a boy, it just looked small and familiar.

"My lord."

A long-standing address made the other two busy people in the store stop their movements, and looked at the door with cold and stern eyes.

"got the wrong person."

As Zuo Yan said that, he was about to close the door, and the person who had been hiding in the shadows slowly approached.

Wearing a black hood, footsteps stepped on Zuo Yan's heartbeat.

The 'boy' looked at him and said, "Master Shisan, I haven't seen you in seven years, how are you?"

Through his shoulder, he looked at the two people in the room, one was standing by the counter looking at him with an expression on his face, and the other was holding a chair in his hand.

These few people, who used to have such extraordinary identities, gathered here to do such trivial things.

Zuo Yan looked at the man who had wrapped himself up tightly, and responded, "Okay."

The 'young man' smiled, "I haven't seen you for many years, I brought you the things you forgot to take away." He turned his head and looked at the man who was walking slowly.

As the tall man got closer and closer, Zuo Yan's heart became more and more nervous, and the hand holding the door trembled.

The man walked up to him, stretched out a pair of unusually pale hands from the black robe, and slowly raised and took off the hood.

Just like when the two met for the first time, he was amazed the moment he saw him.

Those eyebrows, those eyes, and those bright red lips, the only difference is that there is white in between the black hair.

dazzling.

Zuo Yan's breathing became difficult, as if his heart was tightly grasped by two hands, ruthlessly, without leaving a single gap.

"you……"

The first word he uttered was hoarse, and he wanted to speak again, but he didn't know what to say.

On the contrary, the face of the person in front of him showed a trace of childishness, and those pale hands that did not seem to be alive held his cheeks.

Icy.

"Got you."

That face came close to him, his eyes were curved, and the mole at the corner of his eye became clearer. The butterfly-like eyelashes brushed his eyelids. Zuo Yan closed his eyes subconsciously, opened them immediately, and retreated a little.

However, before he took half a step back, the person in front of him moved forward again, breathing almost staggered.

"Zhu Zhu, where are you going?"

Pouting his lips, as if he had done something terribly wrong, his eyes soon filled with tears, as long as he moved again, he could smash them down.

The person is still the same person, but not the same.

Zuo Yan looked at him, "Xiao Liuzui."

Xiao Liuzui tilted his head, pecked his lips, hugged him embarrassingly and rubbed against him.

Zuo Yan's neck is his favorite place. With a height of nearly 1.9 meters, he can always curl up in his arms and rub against his neck.

Zuo Yan hugged him, and his whole body was already sluggish.

"What's up with him."

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The last inn in Yangliu Town closed the door, and the lanterns in front of the door were not extinguished, so that passers-by could see the road clearly.

Inside the room, the candles were brightly lit, and several people were standing or sitting, and their eyes fell on the two people in the middle.

"Is it tasty?"

Xiao Liuzui chewed the porridge, nodded heavily, "It's delicious."

Zuo Yan handed him the bowl, Xiao Liuzui looked down at the bowl, then at him, and muttered, "It's not delicious."

But seeing Zuo Yan frowning at him, he still picked up the spoon and ate it obediently, but those eyes were looking at Zuo Yan opposite him the whole time, as if he could run away if he missed a glance.

"what happened to him?"

Zhao Feiyun couldn't believe it, this person was the God of Killing who killed his father back then, stained his hands with blood, and looked down on him.

"Since the Thirteenth Master left, the master's spirit has become worse and worse, and he would talk to himself occasionally, and even speak and behave in favor of children, until this time when he left the palace..." It has completely become a child's sanity.

Zuo Yan looked at Wei Yong who came out of the pharmacy, and got a nod from him.

The poison in Xiao Liuzui's body, it is a miracle that he can persist for so many years, it is not uncommon for him to be stupid, but it is strange for him to be alive.

Reaching out to wipe the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Liuzui bit his finger and smiled innocently at him.

Zuo Yan took the spoon in his hand, scooped up the porridge and handed it to him. Xiao Liuzui licked his fingers tangled up, held it with one hand, and ate the porridge he fed.

Lang Yu asked: "Is this a private visit from his WeChat server?"

Except for Zuo Yan, everyone here does not have a good opinion of the emperor.

Lu Zhu said, "My master has already made arrangements before leaving the palace, Xiao Huang is already dead."

Zhao Feiyun asked, "The throne..."

"Emperor Xiao is dead, and it is said that he is located in Zhu Ye, the former emperor of Jin Dynasty."

Zuo Yan raised his head, "Brother Huang is still alive?"

Green Bamboo lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Now, the eyes of several people looking at Xiao Liuzui who was still quietly waiting for the feed became more complicated.

After Luzhu's explanation, they understood again that everything this man did was for Zhu Xu in the end.

When they first met, one of them was a prince, and the other was an ordinary person who sold himself to bury his father.

After that, he was the emperor, and he was the master of Wuyi Pavilion in Jianghu.

Later, the leader of the faction of the rivers and lakes turned into the third prince of the enemy country, and the emperor became the queen.

See you again after many years.

One is a small inn owner, and the other is amazingly talented, but has turned into a child's mind.

Things change, but one thing never changes.

"Zhu Zhu, can I sleep with you tonight?"

"No."