we can't stop

Yang Gongjin ran wildly, turning around and passing through countless alleys, thinking that it was time to get rid of the pursuers-looking back, what the hell!Do you want to be so persistent?

The secret of the speed of life and death is that there are more people going there, have you heard the story of Cao Cao cutting his beard and abandoning his robe?The chasing soldiers are not acquaintances, and they only recognize you based on some obvious appearance characteristics.

"Chasing! Who are you chasing?"

"The guy with the hood over his head!"

Yang Gongjin untied his scarf and plunged into the sea of ​​people.

"That's the one in the gray robe in front!"

Yang Gongjin took off his gray robe while running, casually tossing the gray robe to a peddler by the side of the road.

"He has two mustaches on his face!"

Yang Gongjin tore off his beard, stopped in his tracks, and pretended to be buying watermelons by the side of the road.

These watermelons are out of season, and they are the last batch of this year. He patted this one, tapped that one, and put one hand on his shoulder: "Master! Have you ever seen a man wearing a headscarf and a gray robe, Someone with a mustache on his face?"

The beautiful boy turned his head, making the burly man in a daze.

"Of course I saw it," Yang Gongjin smiled slightly, "Here, I ran to the opposite bridge."

The pursuers were led away, Yang Gongjin heaved a sigh of relief, and suddenly took another deep breath——

its not right!What is he disguised for?

It is to avoid the perverted eyes and ears!

That pervert hasn't given up yet, and is still looking for him everywhere in Xuchang. Isn't it dangerous for him to show his face in broad daylight?

The watermelon seller is a farmer, about 30 to [-] years old.Seeing the beautiful young man standing in front of the watermelon stall for so long, he felt more than a little fluctuating in his heart, he picked up the best-looking one and said to him: "If you don't mind, my lord, please accept this watermelon, we grew it ourselves." , keep sweet..."

Yang Gongjin looked at him and then at the watermelon, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Can you help me cut up the watermelon and hollow it out?"

Yang Gongjin returned to the palace wearing the watermelon rind.

On the way, he met Miss Lu's carriage and was taken for a ride by her.

It is said that Miss Lu can always meet acquaintances with various vehicles, such as pushing a small cart and meeting the half-dead Xie Jiahang, or taking a carriage back to the palace and meeting Yang Gongjin who is wandering outside the palace.

She looked at the melon rind on the top of the beautiful boy's head, and she didn't know if it was the unwashed watermelon juice or the water sliding down his cheeks, and she thought it was funny: "What are you doing?"

Yang Gongjin rolled his eyes: "This is the trend of this autumn, do you understand?"

Lu Xinyu was amused by him, pinched his chin and looked at him a few times.A beautiful boy is a beautiful boy, with fair skin, bright eyes and bright teeth, even if he wears a melon skin on his head, he will look amazing.

She thought to herself: "How about... make a batch of melon skin hats and sell them?"

Miss Lu is in a particularly good mood today. According to what Xie Jiahang said, she privately set up a production line for killing generals in the Three Kingdoms. The first batch of finished products were sold out as soon as they were released.Parents thought their daughter was entertaining herself again, and they were all taken aback.

Madam Lu burst into tears: "I have long known that my daughter is a business genius!"

Father Lu: "..."

Who was playing mahjong with Mrs. Shao yesterday and said that her daughter is already in her 20s and can only be a prodigal, so she shouldn't fall in love with her freely, and should have forced her to marry Shao Jinqi long ago?

In this world, there are no traditional imperial examinations in history, or board games are imperial examinations, and the killing of the Three Kingdoms is official career.

Winning the quarterfinals of the Beijing Masters is equivalent to becoming a Juren. If he wins the championship in the next national competition, his glory will be no less than that of the champion in the regular history.

The venue for the match against the Xiliang elite is scheduled to be Zhuangzi, which is usually used for training.Master Huang received the imperial decree at home, and felt that the ancestral grave was full of smoke, so he worked overtime to complete the construction.

Yin Zhengqi finalized the poster for Xie Jiahang's painting, and Shao Jinqi went out of the palace overnight to Shao's printing factory to print a thousand copies and post them on the streets and alleys of Xuchang.The biggest poster is the same body as Xie Jiahang, and the little maid gets up in the middle of the night to beat and nail it to the door of the cold palace.

Overnight, Xie Jiahang became popular in Xuchang.

This time, it is no longer just the three words "Xie Jiahang" who are famous. Thanks to Yin Zhengqi's poster, his handsome appearance has entered the dreams of countless boudoir girls.

Lu Xinyu made a brand new set of clothes and accessories for Xie Jiahang, inspired by a set of skins of Lu Xun, the general of the Three Kingdoms.

The pale to whitish moonlight inner garment is embroidered with vertical and horizontal dark patterns, with wide sleeves and a green border with gold thread on the cuffs.In addition to the same pattern and background color as the inner garment, the outer garment is made of a large green base, and the chest is plated with auspicious clouds and half biscuits. The indigo half sleeves are pulled out on the left and right, and a jade lantern is strung together with three sections of red thread on each cuff. , leaving a place on the chest and waist to wear gold inlaid jade flower tassels, and a silver antler buckle in the middle of the belt to tie up the thin waist.

Xie Jiahang used to cosplay Lu Xun when he participated in the anchor event before crossing.But at that time, the cosplay costumes were all wholesaled by the organizer, the props and swords were all snake-shaped plastic, and the clothes were like curtains, so the quality can be imagined.

And Lu Xinyu had this set of fabrics made by people with crisp and exquisite lines, and the accessories were all real gold and silver. He was intoxicated in the mirror, and he was slapped on the head: "Don't move! There are also headgears! "

Lu Xinyu divided half of his long hair into two strands, braided each with a peacock feather on the left and right, crossed it behind his head, and tied it with a silver crown at the end.She looked in the mirror, then parted Xie Jiahang's forehead hair with a comb, and let it hang naturally on both sides of the forehead.

After brushing her hair, Yang Shuhui also used her black eyebrow brush to trace Xie Jiahang's eyebrows.

Xie Jiahang muttered: "Am I not handsome enough? Why do big men paint their eyebrows and eyes..."

"Oh, you're moving around, it's all crooked!" Yang Shuhui slapped him.

Mimosa jumped out of Yang Gongjin's arms and onto the dressing table.

In the bronze mirror, Xie Jiahang is painted with long eyebrows, which is a little more feminine than usual.Mimosa tilted her head: "Meow?"

This stupid master seems to be different from usual?

Xie Jiahang shouted and embraced, the stars came out of the palace, dozens of little maids dropped their work and rushed to the gate of the palace, waving handkerchiefs in the direction of his departure.

He stood at the front of the carriage, turned his head and waved to them, and said complacently: "Even if I go back to 1000 years ago, I am still the dream of [-] million girls."

He was riding in a carriage prepared by Leng Gong, which was specially sponsored by Young Master Huang.

Huang Shu drove the car himself, and rolled his eyes when he heard the words: "Why don't you go and sit in the carriage soon? I'll overturn it for you when I speed up later!"

Xie Jiahang was turning around to lift the car curtain, when he suddenly felt an unignorable gaze fixed on him.

He looked up towards the palace gate, and saw Han Xiu standing on that unreachable high place, his expression was blocked by the nine-bead gilt crown, making it difficult to see clearly.

There is also a huge poster of Xie Jiahang on Zhuangzi's door—he is in high spirits, leaning sideways at a 45-degree angle, holding a folding fan and pointing obliquely out of the screen.The skirts of the clothes are flying and the blue silk is fluttering, and the feet are stepping on the auspicious clouds to be domineering.

Xie Jiahang jumped out of the carriage, and many girls had already gathered around Zhuangzi, and there were quite a few screams.

Hearing a young girl shouting his name hoarsely in the crowd, Xie Jiahang shook his folding fan lightly and said loudly, "Thank you for your support."

Six Xiliang people lined up at the door, and one of the young men said coldly: "Xie Jiahang! You are really a bully!"

"Ah?" Xie Jiahang didn't have any image of this person in his memory at all. He shook his folding fan, "Who are you? Do I know you?"

The young man looked at him like he was looking at garbage: "We are the ones challenging you, why do you openly insult our prince?"

When did I insult your prince?You persecution paranoid say you are a horse?

A figure walked out from behind the six of them, and hooked the corners of its lips to Xie Jiahang.

Seeing this bandit, Xie Jiahang's body reflexively remembered the pain of being bruised by him.

He swallowed the quotes from Zu'an that he was about to blurt out, and put on a modest and gentlemanly smile: "My lord, people can talk nonsense but not nonsense. I have longed for His Royal Highness, how can I insult him?"

The young man pointed to the six creeping brunette figures at the bottom of the poster: "Then what do you mean by that?"

"..."

Xie Jiahang looked over the heads of the six people, the corner of his mouth twitched.

He thought that all Xiliang people had brown hair like Shen Cheyuan!Who knew they were all brunettes?

Considering that once the truth is told, it may rise from insulting the Xiliang prince's personal behavior to insulting the entire Xiliang international dispute, Xie Jiahang wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

"Why?" Seeing his silence, the young man sneered, "Are you speechless?"

As Shen Cheyuan approached step by step, Xie Jiahang's spine shivered from his laughter, but he insisted on restraining his feet so that he could not move back!

This is in front of girl fans!For his image...

Oh no, this is in front of Xiliang opponents!For Wei's international momentum!

"It's okay." Shen Cheyuan came to him, tilted his head slightly, and slowly put his hand on his shoulder, "I and Mr. Xie are good friends in private, and Mr. Xie even asked me to go to him for a drink after the game." Two cups."

Xie Jiahang: "..."

good friend?Is it the kind of good friend who will crush his shoulders?

and many more.

What? !Shen Cheyuan wants to have two drinks with him after the game?

Is it scarier for Shen Cheyuan to come to his room at night, or is it scarier for him to go to Han Xiu's bedroom late at night?

Waiting online, very urgent.

The author has something to say: Ps: The inspiration for the three games comes from Absolute Technology O(∩_∩)O~

I really like watching technical live broadcasts. He can always win the impossible games and lose the impossible games. 23333