The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

After the deal was negotiated and after drinking for three rounds, Xiao Zhicai seemed to have suddenly realized, and ordered Ke Qing to evacuate the trapped formation in the courtyard.Of course, I knew in my heart that even though the apparent difficulties had been removed, the West Palace was still easy to enter and difficult to exit.

Ji Zheng turned the wine glass and drank the first sip of wine tonight. To Jin Danqi, the wine in the world is no different from white water.But he didn't know why he remembered the first time he drank spirit wine back then, and rolled all the way down the eaves.

He suddenly felt that someone was grabbing him. Even though it was a cold night, his body was warm.

At that time, he thought it was the effect of the spirit wine, but in fact it was just a piece of spirit sent by that person.

Fang Qian didn't know that Ji Zheng had deduced what he had done back then when he drank this glass of wine, and looked at the wine glass that Ji Zheng was holding with some regret.

There is no need for a little porcelain figurine who doesn't even carve a mouth!

Ji Zheng only drank one glass of wine from the beginning to the end.After the banquet was over, the maid led Ji Zheng to the guest room to rest.

Early the next morning, a box of files arrived at Ji Zheng's room.

Xiao Zhi was dressed casually, slouchingly, as if he had just woken up and hadn't washed and changed his clothes yet.He clasped his hands together, watched the servant put down the bookcase, and said casually: "These are the local chronicles of Canglangzhou, the archives of the Xicheng Palace, and some miscellaneous notes. Although they are all vulgar things, the records of scenery are quite good. Less, maybe useful."

Ji Zheng nodded, walked to the table and glanced at the file.

Xiao Zhi took out another long scroll from his arms, and handed it to Ji Zheng: "This scroll is a comprehensive map of the palace, and it may be useful to you."

Ji Zheng couldn't help being taken aback.Seeing Xiao Zhi's smiling face, Ji Zheng took the scroll.This pair of scrolls can be seen to be quite old, but with proper maintenance, the paper will not become brittle.It seems that it is not a fake that was painted overnight.

Ji Zheng unfolded the scroll.He originally thought that this scroll was just an ordinary drawing, but after unfolding it, he found that it was marked very carefully, the name of each courtyard, the height of each small building and how early it was, all written in small letters beside it , densely packed.Even what kind of people should live in which courtyard, and in some courtyards, even the time when others can pass through is marked.

Ji Zheng was stunned for a moment. If this picture scroll fell into the hands of someone with a heart and studied it for a while, the palace in the west of Chengxi would surely fall into chaos. "My lord is not shy at all."

Xiao Zhi seemed very satisfied with the surprise in Ji Zheng's eyes: "His Sixth Highness can move around freely in the palace."

Xiao Zhi gave Ji Zheng too much freedom that he didn't expect, and Ji Zheng's heart sank instead.He glanced at Fang Qian, who was watching the play with his head propped up, without showing any trace, and a smile appeared in his eyes.The more attentive Xiao Zhi is to himself, it shows how important the dragon spirit in him is to him.He knew what Fang Qian was worried about at this time, so he deliberately set his mind on it.

Fang Qian secretly sighed.The cub is getting older, and when he is disobedient, he still feels that he is very considerate of others, but now he really can't stop it.

If only it wasn't a porcelain doll... At least, at least it would have had an open mouth.

Ji Zheng put down the scroll in his hand and looked at Xiao Zhi: "What do you want me to do?"

"I've made all the arrangements. Your Highness can read the files here for a while. In addition, the guests in my mansion are also at your disposal. They must know more about cultivation than this king and these books." Xiao Zhi always smiled, During the conversation, there was still a watertight posture, and the clear scenes were done well, "If you are later, someone will come to take you there."

Ji Zheng responded, "Okay."

"Then I won't bother you." Xiao Zhi smiled and turned to leave. He paused when he reached the door, and handed a storage bag to Ji Zheng: "I almost forgot, but this belongs to His Highness?"

Ji Zheng froze for a moment.In the past two days, I was surprised and happy, and I almost forgot that my storage bag has been missing.It contains too many memories and things he can't let go of. Ji Zheng's words are also sincere: "Thank you."

"It should be, it's this king's little Seventeen who is reckless."

Sitting on the table, Fang Qian felt complicated when he first saw the storage bag that he had closed for several days, and fell into deep thought while holding the pen holder.Now that Xiao Zhi is doing enough, the palace may not really relax the guards, but on the surface there will not be so many people guarding it, and it is the best time to leave.

But the most worrying thing now is not that they can't escape.Instead, it's whether Ji Zheng is willing to escape.

Deacon Xiao is gone, so he won't stay any longer.Before leaving, he glanced at the little porcelain figurine sitting on the table, his eyes were heavy, and then he stepped out of the door. The servant was gentle and polite, and Xiao Zhi just left before closing the door.

As soon as the door was closed, Fang Qian couldn't wait to draw a big word on the paper: go.

Fang Qian held a larger pen than everyone else, and wrote in a hurry, and the word ended up being scribbled.Ji Zheng read it carefully twice before he recognized it, his voice hinted at a smile: "Where are you going?"

Fang Qian rolled his eyes, and there was a sense of knowing what to ask in his eyes.

Ji Zheng picked up a file and looked through it: "I said before, I won't leave until I find a place."

Fang Qian was so angry that he used his pen as a sword to stab Ji Zheng's body.With just a few strokes, Ji Zheng's front was already pitch black.

Ji Zheng didn't care either, and took Fang Qian's writing brush as soon as he raised his hand, and put it aside.

Well, a generation of sword cultivators was disarmed by a young man in the golden core stage.Fang Qian started wandering around again to suspect that Cisheng was born.

During Fang Qian's stroll, Ji Zheng saw some ink marks on Fang Qian's small and exquisite robe, and he realized it later.He didn't like Fang Qian's fancy cassock, but last night he spent too much time comforting Fang Qian and explaining to Fang Qian what his purpose was, and now he has the spare time.In this way, the storage bag sent by Xiao Zhi was also timely.

He took out a simple wide-sleeved white dress from the storage bag, which was exactly the same as Fang Qian's attire in Taihang, and it was also made by him in the past.

Fang Qian was obviously relieved when he saw such a white dress. He has been displeased with this shiny dress for a long time.Ji Zheng didn't raise this brat in vain, he finally did a personnel job.

Ji Zheng immediately stretched out his hand to help the little porcelain man change his ink-stained coat, but when it was over, he quickly withdrew his hand as if it was scalded, turned around and said, "Change it."

……become.

Fang Qian stretched out his hand and began to pull the belt.But he forgot that the cassock seemed to stick to his body, and he couldn't take it off by himself.

Ji Zheng turned his back, but after a long while, he heard the sound of the tiles colliding, and was startled. When he turned his head, he saw Fang Qian was still exerting force on his belt.At this time, Ji Zheng finally noticed the abnormality of this cassock, and immediately pressed Fang Qian, who was on the verge of falling, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll do it."

Fang Qian raised his eyebrows and opened his hands naturally.

It's just that Ji Zheng... obviously can make such delicate and detailed porcelain figurines, and even carve out such a small piece of wooden hairpin. How can he take off his clothes but hold his breath and concentrate, his hands are still shaking.Fang Qian glanced at Ji Zheng, who looked extremely stiff, but still held back his pen to hurt him.And Ji Zheng, after finally dismantling Fang Qian's cassock, immediately heaved a sigh of relief and turned around abruptly.

His ears were completely red.

……

At noon, a little maid in a skirt came to invite Ji Zheng.

Fang Qian grabbed Ji Zheng's arm habitually, and was about to climb up his lapel, but was held down by Ji Zheng.

He didn't intend to take Fang Qian there, but he was really worried about leaving him alone in the house, so he hesitated and stuffed the little porcelain figurine into the storage bag again.Ji Zheng never thought that he would put him in the storage bag again.

Fang Qian looked at the familiar dark space in disbelief, and forgot to react for a while.

Ji Zheng followed the little maid to the West Wing. As soon as he stepped in, he saw a huge hot spring pool. The steaming heat made the whole room hazy, and the graceful figure of a woman in the water could be seen through the barrier.

Xiao Zhi was neatly dressed, stood by the pool and smiled at Ji Zheng: "Thanks for your hard work, Your Highness."

It was only then that Ji Zheng saw that the water in the pool was not clear, but crimson.

"Your Highness, don't worry, this spring water will not harm your body except for a ray of dragon energy." Xiao Zhi looked sincere: "This king sincerely wants to cooperate with Your Highness."

"Since it's exporting the dragon's energy." Ji Zheng frowned, his voice still flat: "I stretched out my hand to introduce the dragon's energy into the water, and I think it's the same."

Xiao Zhi couldn't hide his disappointment, and his words became more sincere: "This... the dragon energy needs to go through many meridians. This king promises that there is no bad intention. His Highness can enter the pool with a sword. If you feel that there is something wrong, This king will allow you to kill me again."

Ji Zheng heard the sound of water, and saw Xiao Zhi's firm eyes.As the king of Chengxi, he was willing to make such concessions to himself, which was already the limit.He didn't shy away from exporting dragon energy, so he stopped talking.He immediately took off his outer shirt and stepped into the water.

Naturally, he still carried that saber.

Xiao Zhi also breathed a sigh of relief.He sat aside, anxious and dignified, his knuckles turned white from exertion.But he didn't make a sound at all, just watched intently.

Ji Zheng's body was full of dragon energy, and during his exhalation, a ray of golden light overflowed and flowed along the spring water to the other end of the barrier.

Ji Zheng didn't feel anything about this dragon aura, but it was the sound of a woman's cock coming from the other side.

Ji Zheng couldn't see the person on the other side, and from the sound alone, he could tell that the person next door should be Seventeen.Xiao Zhi stood on the shore, staring fixedly at the neighbor, and frowned.

About half an hour later, Ji Zheng heard the sound of someone slipping into the water, Xiao Zhi's expression changed and he walked over quickly.

"Please go back, Your Highness, I won't send you off soon."

Ji Zheng didn't speak, got up from the spring water, evaporated the moisture on his body with spiritual energy, put on his coat and went out. .

The little maid who brought him here was still waiting outside the door, and when she saw him coming out, she bowed and said, "Your Highness, are you going back?"

"Don't follow me." Ji Zheng walked out of the courtyard without looking back, and released the little porcelain figurine from the storage bag at a corner where no one was around.

Fang Qian suddenly saw the sun, squinted his eyes subconsciously, then turned his head to look at Ji Zheng, gestured frantically with his two little hands: Is there anything wrong?

This stinky brat was drawn into a fairy bone last time, and this time he was drawn into a dragon's breath.This is not the fate of the protagonist, it is clearly the fate of the poor little girl.

Even if the counterattack is not so tragic.

I don't know if it's because of knowing Fang Qian's identity, now Ji Zheng can roughly understand what he wants to express: "I'm fine."

Fang Qian glanced at Ji Zheng hesitantly, and subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his calm expression, and then kicked him.

This brat not only locked him up, but also scared him!