Can a general do whatever he wants?

In the morning, Chen Ming went downstairs surrounded by a bunch of servants.In the past, I used to serve others by myself, and I am really not used to being served by others.

"Baby, you can eat whatever you want~"

I don't know why Yan He seems to be in such a good mood today.

Yan He was in a good mood, but Chen Ming was in a bad mood.Chen Ming looked at the delicacies on the long table in front of him and was not interested.

"I'm not hungry."

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Only when you are full can you grow strong. You see, you are too thin."

Saying that Yan He raised his hand to Chen Ming again, Chen Ming grabbed his fidgeting hand, raised his eyes to meet Yan He's smiling eyes, he felt that Yan He's gaze on him at this time was like looking at an early spring waiting to be slaughtered piggy.

"Prom, I'll go with you."

Yan He raised his eyebrows, "Have you figured it out?"

"Yeah." Chen Ming nodded, and changed the topic, "But I have a condition."

"What condition? If you want me to let you go, that's impossible."

Chen Ming sighed, he knew that this condition could not be raised.

"I hope you don't restrict my freedom of entry and exit. Whether you want to send someone to follow me or arrange someone for me, I just want to go out for a walk."

Even if you can catch a glimpse of Yan Yue on the street.

Thinking of the day before yesterday when he wanted to give Yan Yue a surprise to pick him up from the pier but was caught by Yan He in front of him, Chen Ming's face turned dark again.

"can."

Yan He casually picked up the exquisite breakfast on the table and handed it to Chen Ming, "Eat breakfast first."

Chen Ming glanced at Yan He, obediently bit his hand and swallowed it early.

Yan He went out because of something in the afternoon. He arranged for Chen Ming's personal servant and kept his promise to allow Chen Ming to come and go freely.

Yan He lives in the capital mansion in the concession, which is a mansion allocated by foreigners.According to the old hierarchy, Yan He should be the second rank of the court if he could afford to live in this mansion.

The concession is very large. According to Chen Ming's footsteps, it would take him five or six days to walk all over the concession. Moreover, he was accompanied by Yan and the people he had arranged. He couldn't leave in a hurry, otherwise it would reveal that he was looking for someone.

"'Love in Cambridge' costs 4 yuan, come and see!"

In the busy streets of the Concession, there are a lot of people hawking, but unlike the Southwest, there are no food such as buns and sugarcane here, but tickets for theaters and leaflets for cafes and taverns.

"Want to see it?"

Seeing Chen Ming staring at the play card of Qing Ding Cambridge for so long, the waiters couldn't help asking.

"Look."

For some reason, Chen Ming followed the servant's words and agreed.

"Okay, the fare is 8 euros in total, sir, please come in!"

The sales boy took the eight oceans from the servant, and he opened the black curtain to invite Chen Ming and the servant to enter.

As soon as he entered, Chen Ming heard something from the young man beside him.

"Why is it so dark here?"

Chen Ming explained, "When you watch a drama, you have to be dark to see it clearly."

"Drink. I still have insight. The villain has never watched a drama, and it's the first time I've been in the light of my master."

Following the serial number written on the ticket, Chen Ming found his seat, and the servant sat on his right.

There was only one beam of light on the stage, as if quietly waiting for the performers to come on stage.The stage was dark and boundless. Sitting in his seat, Chen Ming couldn't even see his five fingers clearly.

"Master, I should have known that we should take a position at the front, and I can't even see the position at the back."

"There are benefits in the back."

Hearing that Chen Ming was still by his side, the servant was relieved before turning his attention to the stage.

When the gongs and drums beat, they jingle...

A red voice from behind the stage slowly came to the stage, and Chen Ming felt familiar with that red figure no matter how he looked at it.

"Ahhh~"

With a familiar tune, Chen Ming was so shocked that he couldn't speak. The woman in red on the stage, the person with the thick powder puff, was actually Liu Rumei!

what happened!

Suddenly, two hands pressed Chen Ming's shoulders, and Chen Ming's body that was about to jump up.

Chen Ming turned his head to the left suspiciously.Unfortunately, it was too dark, and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

The other party slowly moved the hand holding his shoulder down to the back of Chen Ming's hand.A feeling so familiar that Chen Ming wanted to cry was transmitted from every pore on the back of Chen Ming's hand to his eye sockets.

Yan Yue put his head close to Chen Ming's ear, and said in a low voice, "I heard that recently there was a ghost spirit who took servants all over the streets to find someone."

Chen Ming bit his lower lip and dared not make a sound, fearing that his voice would attract the attention of the servants next door.

"I don't know if this ghost is looking for me."

Charm passed through Chen Ming's eardrums with a hoarse voice and hit the last nerve in his brain.

He just said the word "Yan".

The other party blocked his mouth with a kiss, and invaded his mouth little by little.

Don't be too careful about this and that, and after he does this and that, afraid that Chen Ming's clothes will be gone after this and that, Yan Yue stops doing it.

Their movements were indeed a bit loud, and the servant next to him turned his head and asked, "Master, there seems to be some movement over there."

Chen Ming turned his head in a panic and explained, "There is movement? Why didn't I know."

"Master, I don't seem to be interested in watching this drama, why don't we go back."

The servant felt a little uncomfortable and urged Chen Ming to go back.

Chen Ming bit his lower lip with some reluctance.

Yan Yue patted his head and whispered in his ear, "You go back first, we'll see you at the dance."

prom?

Chen Ming was still shocked by the dance Yan Yue said, the servants at the side grabbed Chen Ming's clothes and forced him to leave the place.

Yan Yue looked at the direction in which Chen Ming left, and really didn't know whether Chen Ming was a servant or the person next to him was a servant.

He turned back and looked at Liu Rumei who was still acting on the stage, and shouted, "Stop acting, it's so ugly, people are scared away by you."

Liu Rumei stopped what she was doing, took a deep breath, and lashed out in the direction of the voice: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!"

"Yan Yue, how can you speak so well! It's obvious that my Rumei act is so beautiful~" The man who was beating the drums by the side of the stage rushed to the stage and also scolded Yan Yue who was in the audience.

"Who asked you to come up, are you an actor? Are you worthy? Get out!"

"Hey, what my wife said is right, my wife is right, I'm going down now!"

The tall and thick men trot down like dogs.

"Hahahaha, Fang Heng, you don't know what to do!"

"Cao! Yan Yue, you catch up with your wife first, you have no right to talk to me!"

Fang Heng cursed Yan Yue at the side of the stage and did not forget to knock the gong in his hand.

"Fang Heng!"

Liu Rumei murmured and looked at Fang Heng beside the viewing platform, his eyes were not friendly.

"Yes, yes, my wife, I was wrong, I shouldn't talk, I was wrong."

Yan Yue looked at the two of them with a smile, feeling a little envious at the same time as being ridiculous.When he handed over the Southwest Army to Fang Heng, he knew that Han Ran was going to attack him. If he didn't hand over his rights to others, he would be snatched away by Han Ran sooner or later.But what he didn't expect was that Fang Heng, a good-for-nothing, even wanted the Southwest Army in his hand to chase Liu Rumei.

Judging by the current situation, should he be called stupid or smart.