treacherous beauty

"Since I, Wei Si, have never been afraid of people making fun of me." Wei Xuanlang looked at him, and smiled with a rare smile.

Even though he was angry, he still took off the Taotie mask and put it on the Eight Immortals table, the jade face drooping slightly, letting Xue Yong look at it.

Xiaoye Wei is prettier than others.

Xue Yong smiled and gently scratched his cheek with his fingers: "Have you eaten yet?"

Gongsunfeng brought over a table of meals, a portion of Dongpo meat, a bowl of chicken soup with wormwood, and several dishes of vegetarian snacks. He hasn't moved yet.

Wei Xuanlang looked sideways, watched the dishes on the table move slightly, and ordered outside: "Come here."

His elder brother Xiao Yan doesn't need others to support him.

The servant hurriedly ran in: "Master?"

"Remove these. Go to Yandu Building to buy some vegetables, steamed Taihu Lake white fish, braised puffer fish, fragrant snails in sauce and vinegar, Chinese torreya taro... plus two bowls of Yunying noodles." Wei Xuanlang said one by one. , between the brows is the exquisiteness of a wealthy son.

Xue Yong was dumbfounded when he heard this, Yandulou is the most expensive restaurant in Beijing, and Wei Xiaoye ordered the most expensive dishes in the building... After a meal, at least 20 taels of silver will fly away, this prodigal young man !

"Little General Wei." Xue Yong pressed close to his ear, his voice was soft and soft: "There are still things to do in the afternoon, so let's save this meal for the long night, when the night is full of love."

Anyhow, add strength.

After listening, Wei Xuanlang threw the person in front of him forcefully, his eyes turned cold: "Do you know..."

Brother Xiao Yan, I have been thinking for so many years, if you hadn't died, what a noble person you would have been.

Go out and enter the prime minister, and the power is over the world.

That should be you.

But now you are full of frivolous words, and my heart aches when I hear them.

Xue Yong locked his eyes on the person in front of him without blinking: "Know what?" He smiled lightly: "Revenge? Ambitious?"

"Xiao Yan." Wei Xuanlang said in a deep voice, "That's the you I know."

The current Xue Yong is too strange to him.

"It's been 15 years." Xue Yong said slowly: "I don't have a single day that I don't work hard, Fei Qing, I can't hold it any longer."

He wanted someone who belonged to him, someone who belonged to him completely. He was too lonely along the way.

I want to find someone to make me into myself, rub it into my flesh and blood, and bear this pain and suffering together with him.

Wei Xuanlang looked at him with heavy eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "You have me."

He is back, and in the years to come, he will protect his brother Xiao Yan.

Xue Yong choked slightly, and smiled at the end of his eyes: "Little General Wei, let's make this clear. Am I yours or you are mine?"

Wei Xuanlang's brows were blushing, and he said firmly without thinking, "You are my man."

There is nothing ambiguous about this.

Xue Yong squinted his peach blossom eyes halfway, and said lazily: "If Fei Qing, you follow me, let alone a small prince in Weifu, even if you want this world, I might get it."

Wei Xuanlang lowered his eyelashes, casting a dark shadow under his eyes, which is not surprising, he always knew that if his elder brother Xiao Yan was still alive, he would have this ability.

Whether it is the position of the eldest son of the Wei family or the world, he doesn't want it.

If there were no accidents in the Xiao family, and if Xiao Yan was still alive, he would rather stay in the capital and be a frivolous child among the children of the aristocratic family, fighting cocks for a lifetime, and not caring about the rise and fall of the world.

"I can't answer you about this matter." He stared at the cinnabar mole between Xue Yong's eyebrows and said.

One day his elder brother Xiao Yan became famous all over the world, and when he showed his talent again, Wei Xuanlang didn't want others to poke his spine and say that he was a dead man who was pressed on the bed by a man.

Seeing that Xue Yong was still looking at him, Master Wei squinted his starry eyes: "Three years ago, you were the No. [-] scholar in high school, and I was in Beijing at that time. Why didn't you come to see me, and why did you go to the palace?"

He has always suspected that the disaster of the Xiao family 15 years ago was related to Jian's family, and Xue Yong has been under Jian Chengcong's command since the moment he returned to Beijing.

Xue Yong smiled lightly and did not answer.

He picked up the flower branch in front of the window, replaced it with a pure white porcelain vase, and said: "If I don't do it today, I'll wait for tomorrow. If I don't do it tomorrow, I'll wait for the day after tomorrow. There is a day for me."

Xue Yong didn't care about Wei Xuanlang's refusal, he was bored for a long time, even if someone was in front of him, it would be good to beat him up, as expected, he was lonely for too long, his heart was too empty, and he wanted to be alone like crazy. in front of.

After hearing this, Wei Xuanlang brushed his sleeves and left.

He walked a few steps and suddenly turned back, staring at Xue Yong with a bit of ruthlessness and said: "Take care of it well, don't think about those things anymore."

Speaking of the latter, his face suddenly turned red.

"Okay." Xue Yong tugged on his sleeve: "I only think about you, and don't think about others."

Wei Xuanlang lowered his eyes and looked at him, his brows were like light ink, slanting towards the clouds, his black eyes and red lips were so handsome, it really made people unable to look away, he said in a hoarse voice: "I'll come back tomorrow. "

Only then did Xue Yong remember to ask him: "Did you come here for something?"

It seems that nothing has been said.

Wei Xuanlang lowered his eyes to avoid his questioning eyes: "No."

Annoyed, I just wanted to come and see him.

Xue Yong stretched out his hand to smooth his slightly frowning eyebrows: "Let's go after dinner."

Wei Xuanlang lowered his eyes, and they were falling on the white skin at the intersection, there were faint light blue veins twitching slightly, his abdomen suddenly became hot, and his voice was hoarse:

"Eat it yourself."

Before he can stay, the person has disappeared, only the coolness of the hair brushing the back of the hand is still there.

Xue Yong smiled, and moved his eyes to the ebony chessboard on a bamboo table in the corner. Suddenly, he thought of something, held a piece with his left and right fingers and dropped it on the chessboard. .

He picked up a pen and tapped on the paper, and when the ink was still wet, he rolled it up into a ball, tossed it lightly, and threw it into the incense burner.

The slowly ignited flames were jumping, and it seemed that the three words "Qing Jun's side" were burned to ashes in an instant.

***

This morning.

Jian Chengcong suddenly raised his sleeves to cover his face, and began to cry in front of the officials, unable to help himself.

All the officials were shocked, and fell to their knees, and a few officials behind him also cried: "Your Majesty is suffering, and so are the ministers..."

They are not part of Chen Ying's party, and Prime Minister Ku Da has been in power for a long time.

There was a crowd of crying in the Hanyuan Hall, which was inappropriate.

After Chen Weizhi's change, Chen Ying was scolded even more by people all over the world. He was full of anger, and he stood alone on the top of the hall with a gloomy expression, and said, "What's your majesty's intention?"

Crying like something.

"I dreamed of Shangguan Quan yesterday, and he said to me, begging me to forgive Hao Baorong's life." Jian Chengcong leaned on the dragon chair: "He said that General Hao had to kill the palace servant by mistake that night because he was afraid that I might make a mistake. They lost their lives, and they can't survive underground."

At the end, he simply burst into tears.

"But I have died so many people who have been with me for many years..."

The whole Hanyuan Hall, which was crying, was gloomy and sad.

It turned out to be for Hao Baorong.

Chen Ying sneered in her heart, but said calmly on the face: "According to the law, General Hao Baorong's crime is not worthy of death. In terms of circumstances, he appeared in time that day, and he couldn't be more loyal to His Majesty."

As soon as the words fell, several ministers who were crying bitterly echoed immediately, saying: "What the Prime Minister said is very true, General Hao can't be killed, Prime Minister."

"When did the old man say that he wanted to kill General Hao?" Seeing that they turned the conversation to her, Chen Ying immediately became alert: "In the case of General Hao, the old man just followed His Majesty's order..."

not good.

He suddenly realized that he had been placed together.

At this time, some of the military officers also stood up and said: "I'm afraid the Prime Minister will miss His Majesty's intention?"

Some of them had some friendship with Hao Baorong in private, and some of them were afraid that their lips would die, so they started to speak for Hao Baorong one by one.

"Your Majesty." Chen Ying didn't bother to argue with them, and pointed directly at Jian Chengcong: "General Hao's case is under the joint trial of the third department. When the result is obtained, I will naturally report it to Your Majesty."

At this moment, no one expected that Duan Ming, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple who had never spoken in the court hall, suddenly said: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, my lords, it may be too late. I used some torture last night, and General Hao couldn't hold on." , biting his tongue to kill himself..."

"Ah, this..."

There was an uproar in the hall, the timid ones couldn't help shaking, even the generals couldn't bear the torture, if one day it was their turn...

"Duan Ming, you!" Chen Ying took a step forward without a good face: "Your Majesty, I didn't order Lord Duan to use torture."

Duan Ming kowtowed and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, since the trial, there hasn't been a single case in which the prisoner confessed without being executed."

He started his career as a torturer, everyone knows, everyone knows.

Don't you, Prime Minister Chen, know?

When Jian Chengcong heard that Hao Baorong committed suicide by biting his tongue in prison, his expression was startled, and then he didn't come up, his eyes stared straight at the officials, and he fell off the dragon chair suddenly, and he was about to be controlled by the dragon.

"His Majesty!"

The howling sounded one after another.

First, the Habayashi guards outside the palace noticed the chaos in the Hanyuan Palace, and then the imperial forest army outside the palace, and the garrison in Beijing heard the rumors one after another, and they all drew their swords in panic and stood by, and the scuffle was about to break out.

Blue veins burst out on Chen Ying's forehead: "Hurry up, take Duan Ming down."

Duan Ming spoke loudly amidst the sound of crusade: "Your Majesty, General Hao attempted to commit suicide and was rescued by the minister."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the anger of the officials.

Jian Chengcong, who was at the head of the main hall, barely sat up with his hands propped up, and his crown was crooked. He moved his lips, and his voice was sad and sad: "Duan Aiqing, you said he is not dead?"

"Yes, yes, General Hao has been rescued." Duan Ming said tremblingly.

With the support of the eunuch, Jian Chengcong sat on the dragon chair again, and his two dragon eyebrows were tightly knit: "Prime Minister, look?"

Chen Ying was so angry, she couldn't express her bitterness after being put on the line, she weighed one or two in her heart, but she was very respectful on the face: "Your Majesty, I think it is inappropriate to kill a general for the sake of a few eunuchs."

"What's more, General Hao was also concerned about His Majesty's safety that day. Instead of killing him, His Majesty should promote him to an official position and praise him for his meritorious service in protecting His Majesty."