After the Destiny Child was reborn

Liang Xuan pointed to a person not far from the teahouse on the street: "You... look at that purple dress, is it Fu Shizhong?"

Xiao Weisheng replied before seeing the figure: "How is it possible? Isn't Fu Shizhong saying that he can't come? How could he be in this romantic place... maybe..."

After seeing the purple-clothed figure clearly, Xiao Weisheng swallowed the following words in his stomach.

Fu Yanning actually came.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Chunfeng Tower, Xiao Weisheng couldn't care less about thinking about anything else, he pushed Liang Xuan's small body: "Quick, it's your turn to play!"

Liang Xuan didn't move.

Xiao Weisheng looked down at his little black head, the child's shoulders were still twitching: "What are you doing?"

Liang Xuan sniffed: "You don't understand this, you are brewing emotions."

"..."

Liang Xuan ran out before Fu Yanning arrived at the Chunfeng Building. He stood in front of the Chunfeng Building, with a worried look on his face that he couldn't find his brother.

Xiao Weisheng's body trembled as he watched from the side, because he trembled from laughing.

This kid pretended to be pitiful and concealed the truth. It seemed that he had learned a lot from his third brother.

Fu Yanning, who was rushing to the Chunfeng Building, stopped in a hurry when he saw him.

Fu Yanning turned to look at the signboard of Chunfeng Building: "What is His Highness the Eighth Prince doing here?"

Liang Xuan raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes: "Fu Shizhong is finally here. I heard that the third brother was injured, but this is Chunfenglou, I dare not go in. If the third brother finds out, he will beat me."

Liang Xuan looked up at him eagerly, and pulled his sleeve, "Can Fu Shizhong help me go in and see Third Brother?"

Fu Yanning looked into Liang Xuanshui's watery eyes, and when he heard that Liang Jingzhan was injured, his heart trembled inexplicably, but he still had a heavy face, and his voice was self-confident: "I don't like going in and out of flower steps and willows." City, His Highness the Eighth Prince should go back."

However, Liang Xuan heard the anxiety from Fu Yanning's words, as if he was in a hurry to drive him away.

He saw that Fu Yanning's footsteps didn't look like he was going to leave, he came here on purpose, he wanted to go in but was afraid of being seen by him, so he let him go.

It must be like this.

Liang Xuannu looked up at him with his mouth open, with a questioning air: "Then what is Fu Shizhong doing here?"

Fu Yanning was stunned for a few seconds, then turned to the distance behind Liang Xuan and opened his mouth and replied, "I'm just passing by."

Who believes?

Liang Xuancai didn't believe what he said about fooling the child.

Seeing that Fu Yanning was still unwilling to go in in front of him, Liang Xuan decided to sell it again.

He sniffed, then raised his hand to wipe away the non-existent tears. Taking advantage of the movement of wiping his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Weisheng by the window from the corner of his vision. Xiao Weisheng was waving at him, telling him to come back quickly.

Seeing that the timing was almost up, Liang Xuan rolled his eyes: "Then I'll go find someone else."

He turned around and ran into the teahouse.

"Will it be bad for us to do this?" Liang Xuan said to Xiao Weisheng with his face propped up.

Xiao Weisheng also agreed and replied: "Actually, I don't think it's too good either."

Fu Yanning was still standing outside the Chunfeng Building, wondering about something. He looked up at the Chunfeng Building, and Liang Jingzhan's laughter sounded in his ears for some reason. He gritted his teeth and walked in.

The strong scent of makeup and powder made Fu Yanning feel like he was about to suffocate, and he walked step by step with great effort and difficulty.

The building was full of laughter and laughter just a second ago, and everyone was still doing their own things.

I don't know which girl saw him first, and shouted:

"Isn't this Fu Shizhong?"

The whole building was quiet in the next second, and the faint sound of rubbing clothes could be clearly heard by almost everyone.

Following those words, everyone's eyes turned to Fu Yanning.

Fu Yanning lowered his head and could only look at his toes. He felt like he was walking on the tip of a knife at the moment. He had to bite the bullet every time he took a step. He tried hard to adapt to the inquiring gazes cast on him. To pierce him through.

Several people in the building discussed in low voices:

"A person as cold and upright as Fu Shizhong...does he like to come to this kind of place?" A girl looked at Fu Yanning's face, as if she was obsessed with thinking about something.

The man who was playing the tune beside him guessed: "Could it be that they came to the building to arrest those court officials? First, come by surprise, write down the names of those people one by one, and then impeach them in front of the saint. After all This kind of thing is quite common.”

The girl next to him smiled: "My lord is quite reasonable. I've been here for so long, and this is the first time I've seen Fu Shizhong here."

When Fu Yanning came, chaos broke out in the building. A few officials who were still staying downstairs ran away with their heads in their hands, and ran back to the room to hide in their clothes.

But Fu Yanning himself didn't raise his head, for fear of bumping into something indecent.

After walking a few steps, he found that the first floor, which was still bustling and bustling, suddenly couldn't even see a single person after he entered, so he slowly raised his head, and saw many girls gathered around the second floor, covering them with handkerchiefs. smiling.

"Fu Shizhong, come up." A girl waved a laurel handkerchief and greeted him softly.

The other girl covered her face with a handkerchief, as if Fu Yanning was looking at her at the moment: "Fu Shizhong's face is so cold, I'm so scared."

"Sister sees that Fu Shizhong is obviously blushing, isn't she?"

The soft voices above his head made Fu Yanning feel even more uncomfortable, and he silently lowered his head again.

The only thing that can keep his dignity now is that indifferent and stern expression as if he was pushed in by someone.

If it wasn't for the many girls in the building, I really thought he had gone to the wrong place.

He was standing in the middle of the first floor right now, looking around in a daze, not knowing who to turn to, nor how to speak.

His ears were filled with the sweet voices of various girls, Fu Yanning just stood there for a while.

At this time, the old bustard came over from the first floor with a small round fan, with a smile on his face that was so enthusiastic that he could draw money from the guests.

Fu Yanning frowned, waiting for the bustard to come over.

He clutched a piece of cloth on the cuff of the purple coat tightly in his hand, thinking that he would not be able to hide after all.

The old bustard walked towards him in a showy manner: "Fu Shizhong is a rare visitor."

Fu Yanning was so overwhelmed by the strong fragrance on her body, he took a step back without showing any mercy, kept a safe distance from the old bustard, and said indifferently: "I'm just looking for someone."

The old bustard felt as if cold water had been poured on her heart, because she was afraid that Fu Yanning was here to smash the scene.

She still had a smile on her face, fanned the round fan and asked: "Who is Fu Xiaoge always looking for? Tell Nu, I will help you find it."

In a private room on the second floor, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras is long.

The beauty inside had been lying on the couch for a young year.

The young man half-closed his eyes, propped his head on one hand, and lay on his side on the beauty's couch, with a somewhat seductive look, and his faint smile seemed to be seductive no matter how you looked at it.

The men in black around him were telling stories to him one by one, and the boys who were a little further away were playing silk and bamboo, and looked at the boy in the innermost through the people in front from time to time.

"That person is always by Princess Yongyu's side, and Princess Yongyu will look for him whenever she has something to do..."

Princess Yongyu's husband is Prince Xiaochuanhou's elder brother Liu Consort.

"En..." Liang Jingzhan nodded to show that he heard clearly.

Hearing what they said so much, Liang Jingzhan also understood something.

For example, the bustard in the Chunfeng Building is Princess Yongyu's nanny, and the entire Chunfeng Building is actually under the name of Princess Yongyu.

And he heard from Baiwen that the last place the person who poisoned Marquis Xiao Chuan entered was Chunfeng Building, the relationship between this is self-evident.

From their words, I learned that Princess Yongyu and that man have a long friendship.

It can be seen that Xiaochuanhou's death is inseparable from Princess Yongyu.

A slender wrist next to the lips held a purple-black mulberry and moved up, and the white and tender hands were dyed a rich purple.

Liang Jingzhan opened his mouth and ate with his hands. Suddenly he saw something and sat up.

The voices of the surrounding voices stopped, and the young men around him straightened up like startled snakes, followed Liang Jingzhan's line of sight, and finally stopped at the chest of the young man who was feeding mulberries to King Rong On the top, the boy's skirt was opened, and the white and tender body inside was exposed at a glance.

The young man who was feeding froze, seeing King Rong stretched out his hand, his eyes lit up, and his expression was filled with joy.

King Rong... Is King Rong trying to pamper him?

The faces of the teenagers around were stained with resentment.

Liang Jingzhan pulled the skirts of his clothes with his hands, and closed his skirts together, covering his chest which was whiter than his black suit. From the beginning to the end, his expression was calm, and his tone even complained: "Your clothes are not properly dressed. .”

"Pfft..." A young man couldn't help laughing, covering his lips with the back of his hand, laughing at himself for making a fuss.

The teenagers also felt relieved, their straightened backs collapsed again, and their sitting postures became more casual.

However, they were still somewhat surprised. Every time King Rong came, he didn’t see him doing anything else. It’s been a long time since he came here. He finally came to Chunfeng Tower again, but he was still indifferent. He didn’t even give a hint. I don’t know if it’s true. What hidden disease?

Several teenagers glanced at each other, but the questions in their minds were all the same.

But no one dared to ask.

Before they came here, someone taught them in advance what to ask and what not to ask.

While the young men were silent, they didn't notice that the string and bamboo sounds of the young men at the door also stopped at some point.

The room was extremely quiet for a moment, and the air was slowly flowing in it.

After the silence, Liang Jingzhan realized something was wrong.

It was also extremely quiet outside the room, there was no sound at all.

Although the room is soundproof, the soundproofing effect is not so good, so you can't hear any sound at all.

Liang Jingzhan said to one of them, "Why is there suddenly no sound outside, go and have a look."

A few teenagers noticed that there was really no sound outside after he reminded them.

After waiting for a while, the young man who was sent outside by Liang Jingzhan to see the situation stumbled back: "His Royal Highness, Fu... Fu Xiaoge is old!"

The teenagers were still surprised and didn't react.

Liang Jingzhan had already recovered from the surprise, he straightened his clothes and got off the beauty's couch, and said to the teenagers who hadn't recovered from their surprise, "Go out and hide."

Several teenagers froze: "What are we hiding?"

On the contrary, a smart young man got up and dragged the others out, "Your Highness told us to hide as soon as possible, why are there so many?"

After waiting for all the teenagers to go out, Liang Jingzhan closed the door, took off his boots and tiptoed to the side of the bed, took off the brocade quilt and got in, lay flat on the bed, put on the quilt again, and closed his eyes.

All he had to do was wait for Fu Yanning to arrive.

When Liang Jingzhan thought of his cold temper in such a place, he must be so cramped that he probably didn't dare to raise his head, so the corners of his mouth couldn't help raising his mouth.

The door rang and was opened from the outside.