General's Gown

No wonder they are clearly familiar with this place, but they dare not lead the way.

There are only four words in Yan Changqing's mind: the world is getting worse.

"Each person, thirty army sticks."

Yan Changqing's face was very ugly.The girl who led him the way was Hanchun with a pink face, and she took Yan Changqing to the biggest box in the Spring Breeze Pavilion with a shy face.

Helian Rongchuan had already been reclining on the gorgeous and exquisite brocade couch, holding two beauties covered in silk in his arms, his chest was slightly open, and the corner of his mouth was always smiling: "Oh, our The little beauty has arrived."

Yan Changqing's face was cold, and he sat down upright in the seat farthest from Helian Rongchuan: "Yan is General Yunhui personally appointed by the Holy Majesty, please remember, His Royal Highness."

"Then Yan-big-man, are you satisfied with this place?" Helian Rongchuan lazily lifted it up and down.

"As long as His Highness is satisfied."

"It seems that the adults still don't like it." Helian Rongchuan smiled, caressing the waist of the beauty beside him like a water snake absently, and changed the topic: "Don't worry, the fun is behind."

Turning her head to the smiling old bustard, she said, "Go, call the most beautiful and best working girl here, and let Mrs. Yan pick and choose—"

Yan Changqing was taken aback, and blurted out: "No need!"

"How can I do that? You are my prince's guest, so I have to treat you well."

Yan Changqing said: "No—"

Helian Rongchuan seemed to have never heard of it, and continued: "The girl in the Spring Breeze Pavilion is famous for her work, and she has a lot of tricks, Mr. Yan—"

Yan Changqing couldn't bear it anymore and said, "It's really not necessary!"

Helian Rongchuan raised his eyebrows, and deliberately tilted his head to look closely at Yan Changqing.

It's not the first time for this majestic General Yunhui to enter the brothel, why is he so uncomfortable?Even the tips of my ears are red...

He Lian Rongchuan felt bad, he put his hand on his cheek and said with a giggle:

"It seems that Lord Yan is afraid that his wife will blame him?"

Yan Changqing said: "Not yet married."

"Then how many concubines are there?"

Yan Changqing said: "No."

"Oh~~ Is it possible that adults like things that are masculine?"

"..." Yan Changqing closed his eyes and exhaled softly, "No."

He Lian Rongchuan liked the way Yan Changqing was irritated very much. With a smile on his lips, he took a step closer: "Don't tell me, you, the famous silver-faced Yan Luo, is a boy scout?"

Yan Changqing gave Helian Rongchuan a contemptuous look, closed his eyes, and simply ignored him as if the old monk had settled down.

But the tips of the ears and even the pinnae turned pink.

Silence speaks louder than sound here.Helian Rongchuan was taken aback for a moment, and unconsciously looked at Yan Changqing again. Seeing that person's face was so cold and indifferent, he really couldn't imagine what kind of woman could catch his eyes.Could it be that this person is really a baby?

In Dongyun, 14-year-old boy scouts are hard to find. I didn't expect there to be such a living baby in this country of Yan.

The more Helian Rongchuan thought about it, the more he found it funny, and couldn't help laughing.

Yan Changqing opened his eyes and looked at him indifferently: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, nothing." Helian Rongchuan held back a smile and waved his hands, and said to the old bustard by the door: "Hurry up and get all the girls over here, pick the one with the best business, we have a cucumber to open/// Bud!"

Yan Changqing didn't understand what "cucumber" and "bud///bud" meant for a while, but seeing the malicious smile on Helian Rongchuan's face, he understood most of it immediately.

He stood up abruptly, and said word by word: "No, it's more important to talk about business today."

"Business matter? What business matter?" Helian Rongchuan asked back. "The business in the brothel is not for talking, but for—" Helian Rongchuan gently stretched a hand into the thin tube top of the beauty in his arms, causing the woman in his arms to pant.

The meaning is self-evident.

Yan Changqing was taken aback for a moment, and then understood.

It's... nasty!

It seemed that the person in front of him was deliberately provoking him.

Yan Changqing took a deep breath.Ignoring Helian Rongchuan's teasing, he stood up, opened a piece of brocade, and said solemnly: "According to the rules of our Yan Kingdom, Yan will go to the Jiaolu River on the border between the two countries with His Highness to complete this snow quenching." The handover of stones. This is the cities and villages and waterways to be passed along the road, this is the orientation, we plan..."

Yan Changqing spoke earnestly for a long time, and when he looked up, he saw Helian Rongchuan teasing the beauty in his arms nonchalantly, holding a lean and clear purple grape, teasing the beauty to rush to eat it.

Yan Changqing: ...

The two scantily clad beauties glanced at him and laughed, and Helian Rongchuan also laughed.

Yan Changqing felt that the anger that he had been suppressing so hard had burst out again.

Feeling the slightly chilly gaze, the two beauties couldn't help but shudder in their hearts.

Helian Rongchuan laughed fearlessly.

This man is really old-fashioned and cute.He must not know how interesting it is that he is angry but trying to suppress it.

"Listen, listen." She clearly wanted to tease him, but her tone was deliberately impatient.

"Then His Highness, do you think this plan is feasible?"

Helian Rongchuan didn't even look at it, and said, "Whatever you want..."

Yan Changqing: "..."

"However—" Helian Rongchuan: "It's up to you how to go and hand over, but I also have a condition. It must make this king happy."

"..."

This man is a rascal!

Seeing that Yan Changqing's face turned red and white from anger, Helian Rongchuan was in a good mood, but he said, "It can't be done. Well, forget it, the trade is cancelled. At such a cheap price, it's better to sell it." To other countries—”

Hearing the last sentence, Yan Changqing's expression was a little shaken: "Who are you going to sell to?"

"I will sell it to whoever can make me happy...Bei Rong, Nan Yao, anyway, I will sell it to whomever the country's envoy has a good attitude."

Whether it is Beirong or Nanyao, they are countries that have always been at war with Yan.

Yan Changqing paused, bit the bullet, and asked dryly, "How can Your Highness be happy?"

"Toasting me a glass of wine is also repaying the favor I gave you in Beirong's tent that day."

Yan Changqing poured a cup and held it up.

half an hour.

"Your Highness." Yan Changqing said.

Helian Rongchuan remained motionless.

The atmosphere suddenly stalemate strangely.One side held the wine glass stiffly, while the other side looked at it with a smile, but refused to take it.

"What else?"

"I want you to feed me."

……

Yan Changqing's eyes were cold: "Please don't make fun of Yan."

"It's not a joke, it's just our Dongyun custom, if you want to repay someone's kindness, you have to bathe, burn incense, and kneel to serve wine." Helian Rongchuan had a smirk on his face. many."

Yan Changqing looked at Helian Rongchuan's nonsense in a cold and silent manner.

hateful!

But again, helpless.

Yan Changqing stepped forward a few more inches, brought the wine glass to Helian Rongchuan's lips, suppressed his displeasure, and said word by word: "Regard - Your Highness - Your Majesty!"

The slender white fingers and the glass-colored wine glass are really a good sight.He Lian Rongchuan was drinking wine with a smile, and suddenly felt bad, so he pulled the man's arm and pressed a kiss on the inside of the wrist.

!!!

Yan Changqing was startled and opened his eyes wide.

Snapped!

Helian Rongchuan's eyes blurred suddenly, and before he could react, he was knocked to the ground by someone's palm. He rolled on the ground, his head hit the hard corner of the wall, and he screamed "Ouch", and passed out.

Seeing Helian Rongchuan fainted on the ground, the old bustard waiting at the door burst into tears.Hearing the sound, the guards outside the door broke in and drew their swords, aiming at Yan Changqing.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Yan Changqing gently moved two fingers away from the sword that was pointing to the tip of his nose, glanced at the unconscious Helian Rongchuan on the ground, and said coldly, "Why should the prince pretend to be dead to scare others?"

He has always been well-measured in his strikes, he really did not expect Helian Rongchuan's unexpected move just now, although in a hurry, his body took a step ahead of his head and slapped him away with a palm, but at most he only used two points of force.With Helian Rongchuan's physique, there would be no problem at all.

Sure enough, Helian Rongchuan slowly opened his eyes when he heard the sound, but his face turned pale for no reason, and he said weakly: "Don't say anything about this."

Yan Changqing watched coldly from the side, and said: "Yan has just mastered medical skills, and he is willing to diagnose His Royal Highness's pulse, so as to pay off his merits."

Whether the injury is true or false can be known at the first diagnosis.

Helian Rongchuan shook his head feebly, and his lips were paler than usual: "No—" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

!!!

Is this play too real?

Yan Changqing stepped forward and touched Helian Rongchuan's wrist, his pulse was slippery and weak, as if he had suffered a serious injury.

so so?He obviously only used two parts of his strength, so he couldn't hurt anyone at all?

The two beauties beside me were already pale with fright, and the valet burst into tears when he saw it: "My Highness has been weak since childhood, and a little fight can easily hurt your muscles and bones. The general's palm like this is enough to beat you!" It may not matter to others, but it will kill my master!"

Yan Changqing frowned.

This physique, this figure, how can you tell that you are weak?

No, there must be fraud.How could a person who dared to take advantage of the fire and lick blood on the battlefield be easily injured?

But in front of him, this person really fell under his hands again, and he was really seriously injured.

Reluctantly, Yan Changqing checked He Lian Rongchuan's pulse again, and it was still the same.

Is it really such a coincidence that he was really injured?

A trace of uneasiness suddenly surged in Yan Changqing's heart.

"Shut up".Helian Rongchuan waved his hand to stop the noisy boy, and said weakly: "The matter of the injury is related to the exchanges between the two countries, so don't say anything about it."

"Then what should we do? The prince has been beaten like this. Once we go back, we, Dongyun, must know about it, and we must settle the score with Yan Guo!" The little servant burst into tears.

"It seems that we can't go back to our residence." Helian Rongchuan sighed: "Ask someone to go back and report, and say that the prince is busy—cough cough, it will take a few more days, as for the residence—"

Helian Rongchuan coughed up another mouthful of blood, looking even more pitiful and innocent.

"The residence, I can only ask Mr. Yan to make it easier for me to make a place for the king to recuperate."