Phoenix and Dragon

Li Mingyuan felt uncomfortable being blocked by Qin Feng's two words, but he couldn't do the thing of throwing his hands away. After searching around for a long time, he finally found someone, but it was such a sad scene.

The son's face was stretched longer than that of a donkey for a while, and when it was flattened, he could be competent for the job of a shoe puller, an exceptionally vivid image.

There are good things about meeting Qin Feng, the only good thing is that you don't have to go to the Town God's Temple again.

Qin Feng actually bought a house in Lucheng. The willows are spring smoke, the grass is tender and green, and the two-story wooden building stands quietly. After the dusk in the courtyard under the moonlight, light clouds come and go, the evening wind is sparse, and a pear tree in the courtyard is about to bloom. Not open.

Qin Feng left Li Mingyuan aside, first politely arranged for Chen Ziyun's daily life, took Li Mingyuan out of the guest room, turned around and walked up the slightly "squeaky" wooden stairs gracefully.

Li Mingyuan followed angrily, as if he was so angry that he didn't say a word.

In fact, Li Mingyuan didn't know what kind of bullshit he was, but he felt that Qin Feng's polite appearance was too hot--you don't like to look at me, then I will be an eyesore in front of you.

There are two wing rooms on the upper floor, one on the left and one on the right. Qin Feng pushed one away, and before he turned his head, he saw Li Mingyuan rushing in instead.

Qin Feng laughed silently, and when he saw him turn around, he instantly regained his calm and graceful elegance: "It seems that the son is very satisfied with the room, let's rest, and stay with us..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mingyuan grabbed him into the room and closed the door with a "bang".

The candles in the room were flickering gracefully, the sunset glow in the sky had already fallen completely, and the sky was completely pitch black, making it difficult for the bean-like dim fire to be extraordinarily bright.

Qin Feng was completely relaxed by Li Mingyuan's grasping hands. The sparkling light in his peach blossom eyes had a unique depth, as if everything was sucked into the boundless dreamland by his eyes.

The sky was dark, and his appearance, which turned all sentient beings upside down, became more and more mysterious and unparalleled, as if it was a scenery that was far away in this world but close at hand.

He was still smiling, but at this moment, the originally elegant and shallow smile seemed to be lonely in the world of mortals for no reason.

Li Mingyuan's resentment was finally wiped away by his smile, and the strength in his hands relaxed a little, and he could feel the breath of his body at such a close distance.

Qin Feng just laughed, without saying a word or struggling, as if he was just waiting for him to speak first.

Li Mingyuan pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, and said without beginning or end: "I don't blame you for using me, I just think...you can actually tell me directly."

I am afraid that only Qin Feng can understand such an incoherent preface, and it was useless to even be in a daze, so he said lightly: "I know that the son of the world will understand me."

Li Mingyuan didn't have his exquisite heart, so he couldn't decide whether he was being polite or perfunctory, so he was defeated by his smile in frustration: "Then why didn't you say anything when you left the capital... I thought..."

"What do you think?" Qin Feng's eyebrows and eyes were particularly touching under the candlelight, "I sing a lot of love and resentment, and I have seen a lot, and I have already reported the emperor's whereabouts before I left, so you are too worried."

Li Mingyuan: "..."

That's right... The son of the world was bewildered, why didn't he think of asking the emperor.

Li Mingyuan was completely discouraged, showing a frustrated expression that could not laugh or cry, and said incoherently: "Oh... think more... think more." When he raised his eyes and met Qin Feng's half-smile expression, he subconsciously argued: " I didn't mean that..."

Qin Feng moved his hands that were restrained: "Which one is that? You might as well let me go."

Li Mingyuan was still unwilling to let go, he hesitated twice, and tightened his slack: "I didn't mean to belittle you. At the beginning, I was really a little impatient, but at that time I I also had a lawsuit on my forehead, and then I felt that you were not an ordinary person, and I flinched...but I didn't. I didn't avoid you because of this, even if you were not the son of a princess, I didn't think that actors should be low-level, I just didn't Think clearly."

Qin Feng let him hold his hands and talk nonsense, but he smiled and bent his eyebrows for no reason: "Then the son thinks clearly now?"

Li Mingyuan looked at his eyebrows, wanting to look into his seriousness through a smile: "Think clearly."

"Oh?"

"If you are willing to continue to lead the emperor's errands, I can help you. Whether you are willing to live in Jiangnan or Beijing, I can accompany you. The title of the son is not difficult. I can ask the emperor to make him the second child. He really has nothing wrong with him other than his inability to do things well, his lack of brains, and his unreliability for fun. If you want to sing a play, you can continue to sing, and if you want to teach, you can choose an apprentice, whatever. My father and king are fighting at the border. For the time being Don't bother his old man, I will tell him clearly afterward." Li Mingyuan looked at him sincerely, "But before that, let me go back to the capital first. If I want to punish him, I have to let him know first."

What he said was very sincere, and what he said was very serious.

But Qin Feng relentlessly finally started to break free from the situation that Li Mingyuan had restrained him for a long time.

Qin Feng just exerted his strength just now, and Shizi was like a beast whose hair was pulled upside down, and his brows frowned: "What are you doing? I won't let you... Damn!"

Before the poor son finished speaking, he was thrown on the table by Qin Feng's strength, and his back hit the corner of the table.

Li Mingyuan and Qin Feng never had the upper hand, and he himself wondered how he, a grand prince who practiced martial arts, was reduced to within three strokes of even Qin Feng, a seemingly weak and boneless little boy.

Thinking of these things, Shizi was in a daze, and was about to get up while holding his back, but he was bullied by Qin Feng and pressed down on the table.

One hand of Li Mingyuan was pinched behind Qin Feng's back cleverly, but Qin Feng's hand was strong but seemed to be soft and gentle, and it clasped onto his shoulder.

The two of them were very close to each other, their heartbeats were as inevitable as the expressions on their faces.

Qin Feng hooked the corners of his lips, and the playful smile in Taohua's eyes was obviously too lazy to hide, and he smiled with spring breeze and tenderness in such an awkward posture. His side face rubbed against the side of Li Mingyuan's neck, and Li Mingyuan only felt his whole body All tense.

"Smell of drinking overnight." Qin Feng smiled and said, "My son's trip to the south of the Yangtze River was quite colorful, but how did he end up penniless?"

Li Mingyuan clearly forgot Qin Feng's penetrating peach eyes and omniscient dog nose, and suddenly thought of the fairy dance he encountered last night, he felt guilty, as if the usual flirtatious behavior last night had completely become a living excuse.

He also told people what kind of sincerity, and now they all turned into swollen faces.

The son of the world felt that his face was hurting a little, and quickly explained: "I was just drinking! When I woke up, I didn't know where I was thrown!"

Qin Feng was condescending, looked at him with a light smile, a head of black hair like satin fell messily along the spring shirt on his shoulders: "What is the son explaining to me?"

Li Mingyuan ran out of words again. He opened his mouth for a long time, but didn't say a word.

Qin Feng stared at him for a while, and his smile faded a bit: "Did the son make a mistake? What kind of famous actress do you really think of me, and you are willing to put down your body to cater to any guest?"

Li Mingyuan struggled twice but didn't move. He wanted to fool him, but he didn't dare to be vague after hearing this: "No!"

"Is that what the son of the world thinks? I should be grateful to Dade after hearing your one or two sentences of 'truthful expression' without beginning or end?"

Li Mingyuan raised his head in astonishment: "Why do you think so?"

Qin Feng smiled: "Then what should I think?"

Li Mingyuan's face became tense when he looked at him, but he was finally defeated once again - he had never been majestic in front of Qin Feng.

Li Mingyuan blinked his eyes resignedly, and said: "I wanted to ask you what you meant before I went to the northwest, I know that I provoked you because I was in a state of depression, but I am not as romantic as you think... I came to you just to find you. Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again. I don’t want to spend another twenty years in a daze, and I don’t want to end the song in the opera with you. I just want to walk with you Go down, the kind that never leaves."

This is too much to say. After Li Mingyuan finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Qin Feng's expression, but he didn't wait for Qin Feng's reaction for a long time.

Only then did the Shi Zi pluck up the courage to look at Qin Feng's face, which might be shocked or touched, but what he saw unexpectedly was still the peach blossom face with a clear and shallow smile, and his heart suddenly turned cold.

Qin Feng smiled, but still didn't let go of him, but moved away from him without a trace: "Li Mingyuan, you think too beautifully."

Li Mingyuan felt cold, and before he had time to think, he was pushed one by one by his backhand and fell onto the bed.

Shizi fell headlong into the bed, was stunned, turned around and found that the room could hear needles dropping.

Is Qin Feng leaving?

Shizi completely lost the urge to get up, and before he could express the unstoppable sourness in his heart, someone pressed him from behind.

Li Mingyuan's whole body stiffened, and when the familiar breath was sprayed on his neck, the feeling of rubbing his ears and temples was exceptionally tender. In the gentle village behind the red gauze tent, the son of the world had experienced ups and downs, and suddenly felt a little nervous. want to cry.

"Do you want to go back with me?" Li Mingyuan said, "I'm leaving tomorrow... what is this?!"

Behind Li Mingyuan's eyes, a pair of jade hands with sharp fingers picked up something from behind and flashed it in front of Li Mingyuan's eyes, and Li Mingyuan's eyes were straightened!

It was clearly the money bag and sachet that he lost on the boat last night, how could it be in Qin Feng's hands? !

Li Mingyuan understood when he moved his mind, his face turned pale, and he finally realized that he had been tricked again.

Then what kind of boat is Jiangnan and the spring breeze? Qin Feng probably arranged a prank to wait for him long ago!

...that bastard thing!

The moment he thought about it clearly, he suddenly smiled again, and when he turned around, Qin Feng's smile deepened a bit, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his back to the flickering candlelight suddenly seemed like a dream.

Li Mingyuan turned around like lightning, and rarely restrained Qin Feng swiftly: "I really underestimated you, Qin Xiaojiuer, how long have you sent someone to follow me?"

Qin Feng smiled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were silky, and he turned over and pulled down the curtain: "Not long, since you left Beijing to go to the northwest."

A warm feeling surged in Li Mingyuan's heart, and he stretched out his hand to tie his loose black hair into a strand.

Qin Feng lowered his head slightly, smiling in his eyes, scorching like falling peach blossoms, when he lowered his head, his cold lips and tongues touched each other.

It was too late when Li Mingyuan realized that his posture was wrong, and he wanted to struggle but was held down by Qin Feng.

"What's the rush? If you still have strength, I'll let you next time."

Li Mingyuan subconsciously wanted to refute, but was blocked by Qin Feng's dense kiss.

"With this skill, why don't you think about it, I asked you the question, what is my best play? Now do you understand?"

In a trance, Li Mingyuan seemed to suddenly think of the theatrical building where Beijing was boiling against Yingtian. The man leaned on the railing and smiled, and said, my son, my best children's play is "Phoenix Game and Youlong".

……late!

The torn curtain half concealed Nixie.

The windows were not closed tightly, and the starry night seemed to be the end of the curtain.

The building is full of bright moon and pear blossoms are white.