Live Streaming in Ancient Times [Transmigration Book]

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One year after the Xihuamen incident, the former prime minister Tan Jingliu led 5 elite soldiers into the capital city with Tan Taice and the Four Seas Kill Order, and put Xie Hou Xie Fengzhe, who was trying to rebel and seize the throne, into the prison. When she thought that the life of this Marquis was coming to an end, Tan Jingliu tried her best to save Xie Fengzhe's life and imprison him forever.

Everyone was guessing whether this result was due to the marriage contract between Tan Jingliu and Xie Tinghan.

But no matter how others have different opinions, Yunqi has changed back to the previous Yunqi, but it seems to be different.

In the past two years, I don't know where the news came from, that Tan Jingliu is a good man, and he is looking for handsome men all over the country. Regardless of whether the other party agrees or not, he will try his best to bring them back to the mansion. Upper Kyoto is.

In the past two years, the prime minister was no longer just a prime minister. Because of the trust formed during a period of sharing joys and sorrows, Tan Taice named Tan Jingliu a foreign surname—— King Yongjia. The powerful Tan Jingliu seemed to be searching for men. There is no obstacle, and even some men will take the initiative to come to ask for support.

However, not everyone wants to talk about Jingliu. Most of these self-recommendations will be kicked out in the end. Only those who meet the requirements will stay, but there are very few, but this can't stop a large number of admirers from talking about it. There are still people who are quiet and self-recommended, almost stepping on the threshold of the palace.

"Hey, have you heard? Yesterday, King Yongjia brought someone back to his residence." The man who looked like a nobleman at the table next to him said to the people on the other side with a rippling smile on his face.

"How can I not know, there are so many men asking to see him at the gate of his mansion every day, but anyone who takes him back can be seen by others."

"No, I heard that I was summoned to the room that night, and I don't know what I did, hehehe."

"Look at the way you smile, what's the matter? You also want to recommend yourself as a pillow?"

"Of course I want to. If I don't believe Tan Jingliu's beauty, you don't want to? What's wrong with the man, his face can almost make people ignore the gender." But the speaker shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity It's a pity, I probably won't be able to attract King Yongjia's eyes with my appearance, hey, I also want to sing and sing with Mr. Tan every night."

Xie Tinghan was holding the wine glass in his hand and listening to the words of the people next to him, he almost crushed the wine glass, please talk about Jingliu, it has not been more than 3 years since I died for the first time, and this widow will have to stay for 3 years Well, you fucking still sing and sing every night? ? ?Still looking around for men? ? ?

grass!Xie Tinghan couldn't help but spit.

I just came back, and I haven't calmed down my excitement yet. Let him hear such a terrible thing, how can he be regarded as a stab at him at that time, and he gave me back with "Night Night Shengge"? ?I'm so touched.

"Crack." Xie Tinghan slammed the wine glass on the table with all his strength, the sound was astonishingly loud, and his face was completely darkened. Seeing him like this, the other table spoke in a much lower voice.

This restaurant can be regarded as a well-known restaurant in Shangjing. The decoration is extremely luxurious and elegant. The restaurant has three floors and the interior is hollow. It is also possible to see the scenery of the first floor from the second floor.Xie Tinghan is currently on the second floor, leaning against the inner railing, and he can see the hall on the first floor when he lowers his head. Naturally, people on the third floor can also see him on the second floor.

Xie Tinghan was so angry that he didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment. From the corner of his eye, on the third floor obliquely above, a man in white got up and left.

"My son, you are really lucky!" Before he lost his anger, he saw a guy who looked like a buddy walking towards him quickly, smiling at him in surprise as he walked, and approached Trying to suppress the excited voice: "Congratulations, Young Master, He Xi Young Master."

"Congratulations on what?"

The man who was like a guy stabilized his mind and continued: "Just now when King Yongjia was sitting upstairs and saw that the young master liked the young master very much, let me inform the young master to go to the house to talk about it."

It took Xie Tinghan a while to realize that the so-called King Yongjia refers to Tan Jingliu, so Tan Jingliu, you really dare to find me a man.He saw Tan Jingliu, who was 15 years old, and he couldn't bear to bully others ruthlessly. After all, his wife was a little spoiled, but you are now two or three years older than me. Calculate your age. It's already three years old, you're like a wolf and a tiger at your fucking age, aren't you? ?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Xie Tinghan took the jade pendant as a keepsake handed over by the guy: "Okay, I understand." After speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the jade pendant in his hand. , this thing may still be a mass-produced thing.

MD!

The Yongjia Prince's Mansion seems to have been newly built not long ago, but it is not a little bit more grand than the previous Tan Mansion. The red pillars at the door immediately raised the house several grades.

Walking to the door and handing over the jade pendant, the concierge skillfully led the people towards the inner courtyard. The skillful movements seemed to have gone through this process many times. Xie Tinghan felt so blocked.

"Young Master, it is good to rest here. If there is a need, someone will take you to the prince's room at night. You should rest well, Young Master." After speaking, the man walked out.

Xie Tinghan thought about the other party's words for a while and felt depressed. It was as if he talked about Jingliu as the emperor, and even summoned him to sleep. How many people like him are there in this yard.

Thinking of this, Xie Tinghan pushed open the door and walked out. The courtyard is not small, a bit similar to the layout of a courtyard house, surrounded by rooms, it is estimated that most of the people may live in it, and he is too lazy to go out one by one. Looking for the past, he can't put on the posture of the palace with his current identity.

Pooh!Hell's main palace, Tan Jingliu is his wife, if you want to talk about Tan Jingliu's thin body, can he stand singing and singing every night?

Xie Tinghan didn't bother to think about it, the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, he hugged the pillow and covered his head, and fell asleep right after he came back, he was almost exhausted.

At night, I was woken up by a knock on the door: "My lord, it's time to wake up. Your lord has finished his meal. He ordered you to summon your lord in the evening. You should get up quickly and get ready."

"Squeak—" Xie Tinghan jumped out of bed and opened the door: "I'm going there tonight?"

The person at the door had a characteristic smile on his face: "Yes, young master, I brought you a change of clothes." As he said that, he led people into Xie Tinghan's room spontaneously without asking for help.

"Clothes?" Xie Tinghan walked over and looked at the clothes on the tray, picked them up and shook them, the undressed clothes and sleeves fluttered like a fairy, these clothes are not bad for Tan Jingliu himself, why not wear them for him?That's not a motherfucker.

Xie Tinghan couldn't help shaking his arms, the picture was so beautiful.

"Forget about these clothes, I wear my own, hey, don't say anything, just listen to me." Xie Tinghan hurriedly interrupted what the boy wanted to stop.

It's a joke, that dress looks like a woman, but he can't wear it.

The small sedan chair with embroidered curtains was quite exquisite in workmanship, and the four bearers carried Xie Tinghan steadily towards Tan Jingliu's residence, with the sound of summer cicadas and the occasional sound of the small river flowing in his ears. The courtyard is also ingeniously designed.

As the sedan chair swayed forward, Xie Tinghan almost fell asleep again with his head on his arms.

"Click." The sedan chair wobbled for a while before landing, and it was quite stable: "Young master has arrived."

The yard is quite big, and it took me so long to walk in a sedan chair.

Come on, let me see how Tan Jingliu treats these Yingyingyanyans when he is not around, MD.

Xie Tinghan curled his lips in displeasure, and followed the servant leading the way to the door of a room. There was a candlelight flickering in the door, bright and vaguely dim.

"My lord, today's young master has been brought here."

After a while, a casual voice came from the door: "Bring it in."

The room is quite large, with a huge round bed surrounded by light gauze curtains in the center, two stone steps beside the bed, two rings of candles around the bottom of the stone steps, and gold and red candles lit all around the room. Candlelight, no wonder the room is so bright.

But the candles are too extravagant, there must be at least a hundred candles in this room.

Through the veil, one can vaguely see a person lying on the bed, with a graceful and slender figure leaning on one hand and holding a book in the other, as if reading something bored.

"You guys go down." The man behind the curtain didn't lift his head, and lazily ordered.

"Yes." The person who brought him in walked out in an orderly manner, and brought him to the door consciously. I have to say that Tan Jingliu enjoys it more with the growth of age and status, but after a while No one spoke, and the only sound in the room was the occasional sound of flipping through books and the "popping" sound of candles lighting wicks.

Xie Tinghan stood at the bottom of the stone steps with arms folded and looked at that side expressionlessly, and finally smiled ironically: "My lord doesn't need me to serve the bed? Isn't it a pity that I stand here all night?"

Tan Jingliu didn't raise her head, and said coldly: "You just sleep below, there is nothing you need to do."

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"What? Do you think I can't serve you well? Then why don't you find your other Yingyingyanyans? What do you come here for?" After thinking about it, Xie Tinghan folded his arms and walked towards Tan Jingliu. Just strode over.

Pulling back the almost useless bed curtain, kneeling on the bed with one knee, throwing the book away and holding Tan Jingliu's hands, he pushed the person face up on the bed: "The night is long, and King Yongjia is sure he can't enjoy it. ?"