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"Come out." Just as Feng Jiuge fell into deep thought, Yun Qingchen's voice suddenly came from inside the wall.

Feng Jiuge came back to his senses in an instant, since he was discovered, he couldn't continue to hide, so he propped up the wall with both hands, turned over beautifully, and turned from outside the wall to inside the wall.

Feng Jiuge greeted with a smile: "Hey, Yuebai, what a coincidence, we met again, are you happy?"

Yun Qingchen looked at him without saying a word. Feng Jiuge was probably the only one who came to listen to the corner in the middle of the night.

Looking at Yun Qingchen's appearance, Feng Jiuge sighed helplessly, this person will always have this expression, won't he change his expression?Always the same, not tired of it?

"Yuebai, do you know why I came here? Hehe, don't you know? Why don't you guess?" Feng Jiuge continued.

Yun Qingchen: "..."

Feng Jiuge didn't seem to see Yun Qingchen's reaction, and still said to himself: "I definitely can't guess, let me tell you, I'm here to watch my nephew, and I'm afraid that he will walk around at night and encounter danger, so I specially followed him and secretly protected him, tell me, is my uncle very competent?" After speaking, he looked at Yun Qingchen with a look of praising on his face.

Yun Qingchen: "..." Only Feng Jiuge should be able to talk about tracking so freshly and refinedly. Every time he meets Feng Jiuge, he will refresh his cognition.

"Yuebai, it's not that I'm talking about you. I've been talking for so long, why don't you even give me a sip of tea? Really, they don't treat me as a friend at all." Feng Jiuge said as he walked to the stone table, Taking the teacup that Yun Qingchen drank before, he drank it.

"Wow, Qingchen, why does your tea taste so good? It's a little bitter, a little sweet, and finally a little sour." Feng Jiuge said exaggeratedly.

Yun Qingchen lowered his eyes and said, "You should go."

"I've just arrived, so let me go. Where's the friend you promised?" Feng Jiuge raised his feet, raised Erlang's legs, looked at Yun Qingchen with his head propped up, and complained quite dissatisfied.

Yun Qingchen never knew that a person could talk so much, just like a sparrow, chirping non-stop.

"Yuebai, why don't you speak? It's so embarrassing for me to speak alone, I'm so embarrassed." Feng Jiuge put down the teacup and said with a smile.

"Are you embarrassed?" Yun Qingchen finally spoke.

"Of course, in front of Yuebai, there will be more or less, such as now." After speaking, Feng Jiuge lowered his head and covered half of his face with his sleeve.

Yun Qingchen: "..."

"Yuebai, why do you always have an expression? You should be like me, smile more, come and smile." Feng Jiuge said.

"No." Yun Qingchen turned his head away, and replied two words coldly.

"It's said that people who love to laugh are handsome. At first I didn't believe it, but slowly, I found out that this really makes sense, and it turned out it wasn't a lie." Feng Jiuge said seriously.

Seeing that Yun Qingchen had no intention of asking further, Feng Jiuge continued: "Really, look at me, I'm the best example." As he spoke, he moved his face closer to Yun Qingchen.

Yun Qingchen glanced at him, and really wanted to grab a handful of mud to block his chattering mouth.

"Not interested." Yun Qingchen moved back slightly, ignoring the handsome face in front of him.

Feng Jiuge stretched out both hands to break off Yun Qingchen's head, forcing him to look at him, and said: "Look, I, a beautiful young man facing the wind in a jade tree, appear in front of you, you have to look at it a few times anyway. Eye."

Yun Qingchen looked at Feng Jiuge's face that was close at hand, and he paused for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, there was a cold light in his eyes, and he said, "Let go."

Feng Jiuge's heart trembled, he let go of his hands wisely, and said with a smile: "Hehe, Yuebai, did you see clearly? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"Feng Jiuge, are you going or not?" Yun Qingchen said with a trace of anger.

"Don't go." Feng Jiuge caught a glimpse of Yun Qingchen's face, and became playful for a while, deliberately contradicting him.

"Then I'll see you off." After Yun Qingchen finished speaking, he swept his cuffs, and whipped up a fierce wind, blowing Feng Jiuge away from the wall.

"Wow!" Feng Jiuge was "sent" out so embarrassed that he was caught off guard. He stabilized his figure, raised his neck and shouted into the wall: "Yuebai, you!"

Yun Qingchen interrupted before he finished speaking, "Come in if you want to die."

Feng Jiuge swallowed back what he hadn't said, of course he wasn't afraid of Yun Qingchen's threat, but just thought that if he was annoyed, it would be bad for future contacts, so he had no choice but to walk in the same direction as when he was walking. go.

Feng Jiuge wobbled back to the palace, went back to the bedroom, searched the bookshelves a few times, and found that he couldn't find the book he had read before, so he couldn't help calling Jingfeng: "Jingfeng, I want you to take that book Put it away, where did you put it?"

"The butler just came." A subtle look flashed in Jingfeng's eyes.

"Oh, but I'm asking where is the book, what does it matter to him?" Feng Jiuge asked puzzled.

"The book was burned by the steward, who said it was for the sake of the master's health. After all, the master is not young now, and he must pay attention to nourishing the essence and strength. It is useless to read more of that book." Jingfeng's voice gradually weakened after speaking. , quite embarrassed.

After hearing this, Feng Jiuge nodded, "Oh, it's okay." After speaking, he reached out and took out a book from under the couch, and lay on the soft couch to read it.

With sharp eyes, Jing Feng glanced at the contents of the book and blurted out:

"Why is there still master?"

"Huh? There are still a lot of books." After finishing speaking, he dragged out a wooden box from the collapsed box, which was full of books, picked up one, handed it to Jingfeng, and said, "Would you like a copy for you?"

"No, no need, the master rested earlier, and the subordinates will leave first." After speaking, he left in a hurry as if the soles of his feet were blown by wind.

Feng Jiuge smiled, don't think he doesn't know what Jingfeng is thinking, he only has two books of erotic pictures, and all the books in this box were given to him by the late emperor when he was 15 years old, saying that he wanted him to read more Books, he had to come to spot checks from time to time. Later, he directly put the books in the box and hid them, telling the late emperor that the books were taken away by rats. In order to commemorate those books, he decided not to read them anymore. Therefore, he was severely beaten by the late emperor After a meal, I didn't send him any more books, and it was a waste of books.

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Jiuge got up early, laying down on the desk bored, looking at the books in the box yesterday, planning to look through them today, took a copy of "The Doctrine of the Mean", opened the first page and found that there were The words were densely packed, his eyes were dazed, he closed the book immediately, he really wasn't made for reading.

Throwing down the book in his hand, he walked to the soft couch, bent down and dragged out a box from under the couch, opened it, and found that there were some small things, such as rattles, butterfly-shaped kites and the like.

Feng Jiuge picked up the kite, pulled the string on it, and found that it was quite strong, and the skeleton of the kite was still intact. His heart moved, he ran outside the house with the kite, and shouted: "Jingfeng, Jingfeng, let's go Let's fly a kite"

No one responded in the empty courtyard, at this moment a young man ran up and said, "My lord, Jingfeng has gone to the village to pull carrots."

Feng Jiuge nodded, "Oh, go ahead." After speaking, he walked out.

Feng Jiuge came to an open space, stood in the direction of the wind, tossed the kite in his hand, then slowly set the line, and ran forward. After a while, a pink butterfly kite flew in the air.

Just when Feng Jiuge was having fun, he saw a large group of people running towards him with swords in hand, and the leader shouted sharply: "The capital expressly forbids kite flying, come and take him down!" , two people stepped forward and walked towards Feng Jiuge.

The two grabbed Feng Jiuge's hand, one left and one right, and the kite slowly fell down.

Feng Jiuge pointed to himself and asked, "You don't know me?"

The leader sneered, "Stop doing this, flying a kite in the capital is a felony, take it away."

"Where do you want to take me?" Feng Jiuge asked while walking.

The leader of the "Xing Department" replied.

Xingbu's servant Xu Hao looked at Feng Jiuge who was standing in the hall, and stammered, "You, why are you here?"

Feng Jiuge pointed to the person behind him, and said, "They brought me here."

"My lord, this man was flying a kite in the capital, and his subordinates brought him back." The leader stepped forward and replied.

When Xu Hao heard this, his body began to tremble, and he pointed at the person in front of him, unable to utter a complete sentence for a while, "Zhang Yang! You you you"

Zhang Yang didn't know why Xu Hao was so excited, so he couldn't help asking: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Hao looked at Feng Jiuge, Feng Jiuge showed him a bright smile, Xu Hao felt so bitter in his heart, why did he recruit this ancestor.

"Chen, Prince Chen, the people under my subordinates don't know Mount Tai, so I hope the prince will not take it to heart." Xu Hao cupped his hands.

Chen Wang Zhang Yang was stunned, he dared to bring Lord Yan back

Feng Jiuge hooked his lips and said, "Master Xu, do you want to put me in prison?"

"No, no, no need." Xu Hao shook his head hastily, and if Feng Jiuge was put in prison, wouldn't the sky be turned upside down?

"But, I suddenly wanted to go in." Feng Jiuge simply sat cross-legged on the ground, "Master Xu, put me in prison."

Xu Hao quickly knelt on the ground, and Zhang Yang also knelt down when he saw this.

"My lord, absolutely not." Xu Hao waved his hands repeatedly.

Feng Jiuge put one hand on his knee, supported his head, and said with a smile: "Master Xu, you are also a veteran, you should know my temper."

"Yes yes yes." Xu Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead, it was because he knew Feng Jiuge's temper that he was afraid.

"I just flew a kite, and he caught me just like that." Feng Jiuge pointed at Zhang Yang, "First, my good mood was ruined, second, my kite was trampled by those under him, and finally , When did the capital say you can’t fly kites?”

"Last year," Zhang Yang interrupted.

"Oh." Feng Jiuge suddenly realized, "I'm not here, so I have to know."

Xu Hao echoed, "Yes, yes, the lord is not here, and those who don't know are innocent. This time it was purely a misunderstanding. If the lord is fine, please go back."

Feng Jiuge glanced at Xu Hao, stood up, brushed off the dust on his clothes, and said, "Remember, pay me the kite."

"Okay, okay, pay, pay." Xu Hao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Only then did Feng Jiuge turn around and leave. After reaching the last step, he suddenly waved his hand, and the drum beside him fell to the ground, and the plaque of Xingbu also fell heavily on the ground.

Hearing the wailing sound behind him, Feng Jiuge bent his eyes, raised his feet and walked forward.