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Behind him, Wushuang, a swordsman in black, also walked in.

Feng Ming leaned against the window, put his hands around the hair behind his back, dried it with internal force, and said casually, "What is the Holy Son trying to do?"

"Lan Xiaoyu wants to send me into the palace?" Yan Ge curled his lips.

Feng Ming looked at the carrier pigeon in his hand, the note on the carrier pigeon's feet showed no signs of being tampered with, but he already guessed that it was inseparable.

"Tell me how you know." Feng Ming strode towards the rocking chair covered with a thick woolen blanket, lay down comfortably on it, and poured a cup of tea for himself and Yan Ge.

"First, you don't want Wushuang to go back to Beijing with me." Yan Ge also smiled and sat opposite him, took a sip of tea.

"Secondly, you said that Fengmen's most important thing is never the level of martial arts, but to heal the face."

"Thirdly, our place of residence is not Fenglou."

"Fourth, I contacted Qiu Xiaoyu, he is in the capital. Or, he is beside Lan Xiaoyu."

After finishing the last sip of tea, Yan Ge looked at Feng Ming. "In the beginning, Lan Xiaoyu must have something important to entrust, but now I have lost all my internal strength, my appearance has been ruined, and I have no value."

"And you have already paved the way for public opinion in the capital, restored my appearance, and sent me into the palace, not only to paralyze the emperor, but also to preserve Fenglou."

As soon as Yan Ge finished speaking, Feng Ming laughed unabashedly, "It's wonderful."

"Of course," Yan Ge smiled and took swordsman Wushuang's hand, and intertwined his fingers, "If it wasn't for Wushuang, you would have planned to kill me."

The rocking chair under Feng Ming was torn apart, he has always had a bad temper, now Yan Ge has guessed everything he did, it is already very difficult for him to control himself not to do anything.

A sword cry sounded, and the sword in the hands of the swordsman was also ready to go.

"Wu Shuang didn't leave, and you didn't react much, which means you have the absolute trump card in your hand. Is it Lan Xiaoyu? The trick that stopped Elder Wushuang last time?" Yan Ge still sat on the spot, smiling sideways.

Feng Ming also reacted at this time, Yan Ge had already guessed but did not leave, he must be asking for something!He squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Ge. The Holy Son was really chosen right this time, "What do you want to do?"

Yan Ge stood up, and met Shang Fengming's gaze, "I want to enter the capital secretly." Entering the capital and entering the palace, there is a difference in one word, and the meaning is very different.

【Ah ah ah! 】

[So handsome!Don't ask me why I think a disfigured person is handsome!But that's how I feel! 】

[The previous one, let me answer you, this is called charisma. 】

【5555 Tan Hua, you are so smart that you will have no friends. 】

Feng Ming looked at Yan Ge and raised his eyebrows, "Okay."

The next day.

When Yan Ge and Swordsman Wushuang left the inn, they saw that the luxurious carriage parked at the door had turned into a dilapidated small carriage.The horse changed from a tall white horse to a skinny black horse, and the driver was a little old man who smiled kindly when he saw them coming out.

Feng Ming lifted the curtain, revealing a gorgeous face that didn't match the dilapidated carriage, "What are you dawdling about? Get in the carriage!"

Yan Ge pursed his lips and got into the carriage holding Swordsman Wushuang's hand.

Inside the carriage, Feng Ming looked at the hands that the two had been holding all along, and simply closed his eyes and leaned back.Out of sight, out of mind, tired and crooked!

"Drive!" The carriage started to stagger, and after walking for two hours, it arrived at the gate of the capital and was at the end of the queue to enter the city.

"Drive! Get out of the way! The prefect of Luoyang and the general of Luoyang have returned to Beijing!"

Luoyang?The Luoyang that resisted the rebels?The soldiers guarding the city gate glanced at each other, and began to drive the entering team to both sides, leaving the middle road behind.

Luoyang magistrate and general?Xiao Xu and Qi Wuwei?Yan Ge's heart moved slightly, but he didn't lift the curtain.

[Ha ha ha ha ha dog anchor. 】

[The dog anchor is so beautiful now, and thinking about Tan Hua, I feel a little distressed. 】

"Drive!" Qi Wuwei rushed into the gate of the city with a small army, this time all those who enter the capital will be rewarded, ordinary soldiers have no chance at all.

Xiao Xu and Bing Yao followed behind in a carriage, raised the curtain by the window with the folding fan in their hands, looked at the people waiting by the road, and wondered why the prime minister asked him to return to Beijing so abruptly.

【Anchor dog, look at that thin and small black horse over there, Tan Hua is sitting in it. 】

Tan Hua.Fengmen also called him back?No, long before that, His Majesty had told Tan Hua to enter the capital, but he fled back.

Xiao Xu retracted the fan, unfolded it with a "shua", and shook it slowly.While fanning, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

After the two of them had passed by, the entering brigade lined up again.

Half an hour later, the carriage entered the city. Instead of taking the main road, it turned left into a small alley, entered a small alley, and stopped at the back door of a house.

Feng Xiang jumped out of the car first and walked inside.

Yan Ge and Swordsman Wushuang followed behind.

Feng Xiang went straight into the study, knocked twice on the wall, and a secret passage appeared in front of the three of them.After passing through the long secret passage, when he went out again, he was already in the top room of the Phoenix Tower, the highest in the capital.

Layers of veils hang down in the room, and behind the veils, a red figure lying sideways is looming. Just looking at the snake-like figure is enough to make people daydream.

"You want to see me?"

"You want to rebel?"

The two voices sounded at the same time.

[How did you guess this?I feel like my IQ has been crushed. 】

[Worship the boss. 】

【Lan Xiaoyu still has eyesight.If Tan Hua was put in the palace, he would definitely do better than her. 】

Yan Ge pursed her lips, and did not answer her question, but continued to ask, "Seduce the emperor, let him be addicted to beauty, have no intention of government affairs or even commit cruelty?"

"That's right." Lan Xiaoyu's body lying on her side moved a bit, propped up her upper body, and the three thousand black hairs meandered upwards as she stood up, drawing charming lines on her chest and buttocks, showing a full of enchantment.She bent her lips, wanting to see what Yan Ge would say in the end.

"Is it useful?" Yan Ge strode forward, lifted the gauze curtain, lifted the brocade quilt covering her, and grabbed the cold chain that locked her small ankle.

Lan Xiaoyu's white jade feet suddenly touched the air, and her toes couldn't help shrinking.This shrinking inevitably touched Yan Ge's warm skin. She raised her eyes and blatantly rubbed again, "It's useless?"

If it was useless, the emperor would not have locked her in this building, and would not even come to see her, for fear of meeting her.She was about to succeed, who let the prime minister and his group meddle in their own business?

"It's useless." Yan Ge threw her feet aside, and her ankles hit the edge of the bed. Although the thick wool had been padded, it was still a blue color when touched by a hard object.

There was a trace of pain on Lan Xiaoyu's delicate face, even if she knew she was faking, it still made people feel distressed.She held his wrist and looked up at him, as if he was her light, and she was willing to believe anything he said, "Then what do you think is useful?"

Behind him, swordsman Wushuang couldn't help but grasp the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

【Swordsman can't help it hahahaha】

[Tan Hua must resist the temptation! 】

[If it were me, I probably couldn't bear it.That look just now, ah, kill me. 】

[As a woman, I couldn't bear to see the pain on her face. 】

[I'm not a wall climber, but Lan Xiaoyu is so awesome! 】

"Compared to the harem, isn't the previous dynasty better?" Yan Ge smiled, "If I guessed correctly, our emperor needs a knife in his hand now."

"The most loyal is the most treacherous. Using the world as a stage, acting on stage and defrauding the people of the world, you can do—" Yan Ge looked at him and curled his lips, "A show in a prosperous age."

【! ! ! ! 】

[Hi everyone, I'm back from climbing the wall again, and I'm still Marshal Tanhua 555555]

"You're an actor." Lan Xiaoyu said doubtful words, but her soft hands still held Yan Ge, and even leaned her upper body.And the light in her eyes became more and more intense, like dewdrops on blooming flowers in the morning, reflecting the bright sunlight.

"No, I'm scholar Zhou Rong." Yan Ge said.

Lan Xiaoyu looked at his scarred face and smiled, "Yes, you are scholar Zhou Rong." She let go of Yan Ge's hand and looked at Swordsman Wushuang, "What about him?"

"He is the invincible shadow guard trained in my family since childhood."

【Invincible Hahahahahaha】

[Wu Shuang, Invincible, although they both mean the same thing, but why do they feel so different? 】

Lan Xiaoyu smiled and bent over, she looked at Yan Ge, like a girl seeing her lover, her eyes sparkled, "When the mask is taken off, this performance is over, and you can return to the top!"

"nature."

"If you can do it," Lan Xiaoyu suddenly hugged him, and whispered in his ear, "I will give you a reward. As for what the reward is—"

Noticing that the temperature in the room had dropped to the lowest, she let go of her hand, rolled around on the bed, and returned to the original side-lying position.With this posture, she winked at Yan Ge, "You will know when the time comes."

Swordsman Wushuang stepped forward and grabbed Yan Ge's wrist, which happened to be where Lan Xiaoyu had just held it.

Yan Ge smiled and comforted, "She did it on purpose."

"No." Swordsman Wushuang replied coldly.

Before Yan Ge could speak, Lan Xiaoyu said softly, "Now you are just the shadow guard of scholar Zhou Rong, what right do you have to care whether your master is close to women or men?"

"The shadow guard is not only responsible for the owner's safety, but also warms the bed." Swordsman Wushuang held Yan Ge's hand tightly.

【What?I'm hallucinating? 】

【Is this from the mouth of the swordsman? ? ? 】

【How would the swordsman know this! ! ! 】

Yan Ge suddenly looked at Swordsman Wushuang.He had thought about the relationship between them before, the master and the shadow guard were already the closest relationship he could think of.

"Even if you are a bed warmer, what right do you have to control who your master brings to the bed?" Lan Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, "Unless—"

Yan Ge's heart skipped a beat.

"Your master is very vicious on the bed. No one can stand it except you. And in order to protect his face, he spread the matter without killing anyone. He can only warm your bed."

【! ! ! ! ! 】

【What?What did she say?Is this what a weak girl should say? 】

[This is something a demon concubine can say, and now I believe he is a demon concubine. 】

【Very fierce on the bed hahahahahahahahaha】