lustful

The great princess Yan Shu is majestic, maybe because he knows that Yun Xiaolu has now succeeded to the throne and became the Marquis of Bowang, even if he is imprisoned, he can't deal with him. Maybe it's fine if his majesty lowers his title or fines his salary, so he just whips his head and face jerk.

Yan Shu, the big princess, was the princess who led the army to fight and recover the lost land. This whip was whipped so easily that Yun Xiaolu's skin was torn and his winter coat was torn.

Xiaobai was terrified when he saw it, and couldn't help but worry about Huo Yunshan's future. He has been abandoned for five or six years, and his skills have long since fallen. If he really married the princess, that day...

Yun Xiaolu was also a man, he didn't say a word, as if he was going to die calmly right away.

No matter what the princess said, anyway, Zhan Fei was so cruel that he harmed his Fairy Hongye. As long as he could avenge Fairy Hongye for the love of his life, he would be willing to die.

In the end, the princess ordered Yun Xiaolu to be handed over to Jing Zhaoyin. It is true that the stolen goods were obtained, and he will have to be handed over to the people of Dali Temple no matter how he is sentenced.

Yun Xiaolu was pushed to his feet by the soldiers, and a small framed paper roll the size of a little finger rolled out from his torn clothes.

Huo Yunshan quickly picked it up: "What is this!"

Yun Xiaolu shouted: "Give it back to me!"

Huo Yunshan snorted, turned around neatly, walked behind Xiao Luan and Xiaobai, and opened the delicate scroll.

Although the scroll was framed, it could be seen that it was just a ball of torn paper with a few small orders on it.

The word is as ugly as a dog crawling!

Huo Yunshan said: "This word can be Xiaobai's ancestor, like a dog crawling and a cat scratching."

Looking carefully at the content again, he read softly: "Youth is proud of the Lingyun pen. Up to now, the spring is gone! Full of desolation. If you live up to the yellow flowers, you will be afraid of the yellow flowers, and you will laugh at people's silence."

Huo Yunshan asked suspiciously: "It's really well written! Is this the little order that haunts you?"

Xiaobai crossed his arms and looked at the flushed Yun Xiaolu, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid it's true. It seems that what Young Master Yun likes is the inner nature of others. This poem sounds very smooth and pleasant."

Huo Yunshan rolled his eyes at him: "This is Xiaoling, not poetry!"

While being pushed and shoved by the soldiers, Yun Xiaolu turned around and called, "Give it back to me!"

Huo Yunshan took a few steps back and looked at Yun Xiaolu: "Is this really written by your Red Leaf Fairy?"

Yun Xiaolu said coldly: "Didn't you see the words "Hongye" signed below! If you want to make fun of it, make fun of it, I don't care about life or death, just give me the things."

Huo Yunshan said seriously: "But this Que Xiaoling was clearly written by a man!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, she is obviously a girl!" Yun Xiaolu said.

Huo Yunshan said with certainty: "Although I have neglected my studies, I can be sure that nine out of ten it was written by a man, not a young man. Are you sure you are not mistaken?"

Yun Xiaolu struggled and shouted: "How could I be wrong! Huo Yunshan, you bastard, give it back to me!"

As he struggled, more than a dozen finger-length small paper rolls fell from his body, each of which was exquisitely framed. Xiao Bai hurriedly picked it up in the chaos, and wrapped it carefully.

The princess didn't bother to care about Yun Xiaolu, so she waved her hand and ordered someone to drag him away. Before getting on the horse, she turned her head and gave Huo Yunshan a vicious look. This was the first time she looked at Huo Yunshan today, and that look made Huo Yunshan tremble with fright.

The small courtyard became quiet for a while, Xiao Luan smiled warmly and said: "Young Xia Qi, can you show me those scrolls you picked up."

Seeing that Xiao Luan was still there, Xiaobai did not follow the princess, and looked at him in surprise: "Brother Xiao!"

Huo Yunshan kicked him: "Hey, I told you to take out the scroll, do you hear me?"

This dude can't speak well!Master Xiaobai doesn't remember the villain's faults, so he doesn't bother to argue with him.She tore off a piece of her clothes and laid it flat on the ground, and carefully placed Yun Xiaolu's precious scrolls on it.

Huo Yunshan quickly opened one, he glanced at it hastily and put it down, then picked up the other one and looked at it.

Xiao Luan also carefully opened them one by one.

Xiaobai doesn't know much about these things. After a cursory look, he feels that each poem is well written, elegant and hesitant, sad but not sad, and can't tell what it means. He just thinks it is unique and good.

He looked at Huo Yunshan suspiciously: "Although I am far behind you talented people, I also think that these poems were written by a man!"

Huo Yunshan kicked him: "It's not poetry, it's Xiaoling!"

Xiaobai waved his hand: "Oh, almost."

Xiao Luan sighed heavily: "I'm afraid that Lord Yun will regret it for the rest of his life this time."

Huo Yunshan also sighed: "Hey, Yun Xiaolu is really the stupidest person I've ever met. He almost completely embarrassed the four great demon kings in the capital."

Xiaobai rolled his eyes at him resentfully: "Can you forget about these four great demon kings!"

While talking, Zhang Choi came in with a big bag of things: "Xiaobai, why are you standing in the yard? I came here when I heard that the official had left. I bought some things and asked you to come first. Xiaobai, what are you doing?" Is the heart of this teacher sincere?"

Xiaobai smiled, and was going to introduce Xiao Luan and Huo Yunshan to him, and told him that Zhan Fei was not here at this time, and he was taken to her place by the princess.

But Zhang Tzu had already happily ran into the house with his things in his arms, shouting as he ran, "Hongye Hongye!"

Xiaobai glanced at Huo Yunshan in horror, Huo Yunshan's eyebrows frowned into a Sichuan character, and he gave him a complicated look.

Xiaobai grabbed Zhang Tzu's arm: "Why do you call Zhanfei Hongye?"

Zhang Tzu smiled: "You don't know, Zhan Fei's small name is Hongye! But he doesn't tell people very much, only those close to us know."

Huo Yunshan silently unfolded a small scroll in his hand, and under the wonderful little poem, there were two small words: Hongye.

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