Peerless Junior Uncle

Miss! "A little girl in a pink skirt squeezed over from the crowd: "I found you!" "

He Tingge turned sideways and hugged Yi Huan to leave. Yi Huan also turned sleepy and lay on He Tingge's shoulder, falling asleep in a daze.

"Miss?" The little maid waved her hand in front of Ru Yan, "What are you looking at?"

Ru Yan came back to her senses: "It's nothing." He already, can't he recognize her?Looking at the peach blossom branch in her hand, she smiled wryly, and wanted to give it to him, but just by looking at it, she knew that she couldn't get into his heart at all.

Thinking of how he met her in the palace two years ago, she panicked, and he was as indifferent as water, and he didn't even want to keep his name to her. Later, I heard from my father that he was the young prince of Prince Jing's mansion, He Tingge.

For two years, Shi often heard her father mention his achievements in the border. She tried her best to present her beauty in front of him. For this day, she waited for two years, but...

Ru Yan lowered her eyes to look at the peach blossom branch in her hand, and smiled wryly. He didn't recognize her at all, and he didn't even look at her.

Turning around and leaving, there is only a peach blossom that has failed miserably on the ground, and the fragrance she used to be can no longer be seen.

He Tingge put the sleeping Yi Huan on the bed, and wanted to go back to sleep, but when he reached the door, he sighed and stopped, what should we do?Still want to go and see...

He remembered that Fu Qingcheng lived in Xu's Mansion on West Street, and he was still thinking about it, but he was already walking towards the door.

I picked a small road, where there are not as many people as the main street, and I was thinking about what to say when I went there, but I heard a timid voice from the side: "Master, do you want to buy flowers?"

Looking back, I saw a dirty little girl, holding a basket of peach blossom branches in her hand, looking at him timidly with a pair of dark eyes.

He Tingge frowned: "Why don't you go to a crowded place?"

"Neither of them." The little girl said weakly. He Tingge looked at the dirty clothes on her body, and at the face scratched by the branches, and sighed: "Give it all to me."

As he spoke, he took the basket, untied the purse he was carrying, and handed it over.

The little girl didn't answer: "Not so much..."

"The one I bought as a gift is naturally the best." He Tingge said, after finishing speaking, he put the money bag in the girl's hand, and turned away.

Of course, He Tingge felt that this was not a good deed, but he just couldn't see this kind of scene, so he didn't think that doing a good deed would bring good rewards.

However, at this moment, he was squatting on a corner of a wall in the courtyard of Xu Mansion with a basket of peach blossoms in his hand, but he was struggling with what Fu Qingcheng would say.

Suddenly seeing Fu Qingcheng coming out of the house, He Tingge hurriedly locked the lock in the shadows, thinking about how aggrieved he was as a little prince.

I saw Fu Qingcheng sitting at a small stone table in the middle of the courtyard with a wine jug, poured two glasses of wine, took a glass for himself, put it under his nose and sniffed: "My lord, when did you learn how to climb walls?"

He Tingge twitched the corners of his mouth resentfully, and was discovered.Simply sit on the top of the wall and don't go down.

"It's so late, what is the little prince doing?" Fu Qingcheng casually threw another glass of wine towards the wall, and He Tingge reached out to catch it without spilling a drop: "Come and give peach blossoms to my little uncle."

Fu Qingcheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and saw a basket of peach blossoms on the wall where He Tingge was sitting, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Has the little prince celebrated the Peach Blossom Festival?"

He Tingge didn't talk nonsense, and threw the basket down. Fu Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, took it, put it aside, and smiled bitterly in his heart: This is a good deed to buy all the flowers.

"No, it's the first time today." He Tingge said, "Is there anything special about it?"

Fu Qingcheng shook his head: "No, just don't give away peach blossoms randomly."

"Why?" He Tingge took a sip of his wine, it was still Li Huashi.

Fu Qingcheng looked at the basket of peach blossoms, twirled a petal and put it in his mouth: "Peach Blossom Festival, Peach Blossom Tribulation. Sending peach blossoms is for the person you like."

He Tingge raised his eyebrows, that's it, then it's not a mistake to send it: "Oh, I don't know about it, but since I gave it away, it's not easy to take it back, it's a big deal, you can send it back next year, little uncle ?”

Fu Qingcheng paused when he heard the words, as if he was thinking, and after a while, he nodded seriously: "That's fine."

He Tingge was in a better mood. After drinking the wine in the glass, he threw it down. Fu Qingcheng took it and refilled it: "Come down, look up at you, your neck hurts."

The corners of He Tingge's lips were bent, and he was about to go down, but he caught a glimpse of a faint movement on the wall not far away. He frowned, and looked around, and found that there were figures shaking in every direction.

Looking down at Fu Qingcheng, that person looked indifferent, as if he didn't notice anything.

He Tingge jumped off the wall and sat down beside Fu Qingcheng. Fu Qingcheng just poured wine and drank. He Tingge knew that he must have noticed it. Just as he was thinking about it, Fu Qingcheng said calmly: "My lord, what should I do? I can suspect that you brought Is it?"

Seeing the helplessness of his question, He Tinge smiled wryly: "I hope I brought it."

"It's windy in the room, come down and talk." Fu Qingcheng said lightly, his voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to understand.

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"It's windy in the room, come down and talk." Fu Qingcheng said calmly, his voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear clearly.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen men in black flew down from the courtyard. He Tingge felt a little helpless: "This outfit is really popular everywhere."

The two sat on the stool without any intention of getting up. The man in black frowned, and the long knife in his hand was shining coldly. He winked at the other people and surrounded them instantly.

"Is there anyone willing to be a living? Stand aside first." Fu Qingcheng got up, picked up the jug and threw it into the room, and put it firmly on the Eight Immortals table, then turned to look at the men in black.

Apparently, this group of people were dead soldiers, and after hearing the words, they immediately spread out and killed the two people in the courtyard.

He Tinge clicked his tongue, and didn't have any weapons in his hands. Simply, his skill has improved a lot over the years, and it's no problem to deal with these people with bare hands.

Fu Qingcheng turned the folding fan in his hand, he didn't know what mechanism was activated, and the three-foot-long sword blades were pulled out from both sides of the bone fan in an instant.

All of a sudden, there were swords and swords in the courtyard, and the men in black were good at kung fu, and they seemed to know that Fu Qingcheng was weak at night, and his moves were close to the next. Fu Qingcheng couldn't help frowning, these people came specifically for him.

"Did I catch up with something?" The sudden voice stunned everyone in the courtyard for a moment, and they saw Haitang standing at the door with his hips akimbo, blinking his eyes.

The man in black saw that another helper had arrived, but he didn't back down, but his tactics were getting more and more intensive. Haitang clicked his tongue, and watched He Tingge mutter, "Don't call me if there is a fight." Breaking through the air, he charged at the man in black closest to him.

He Tingge noticed the tricks of the man in black, distractedly glanced at Fu Qingcheng, and then frowned, then turned over and jumped to Fu Qingcheng's side, stretched out his hand and crushed it. He was sneaking up behind Fu Qingcheng, threatening him with a single blow. The neck of the man in black with Fu Qingcheng's inflexible legs.The sound of bones being crushed in the air was particularly rousing, and the man in black who was close took a deep breath. How much effort is this? !

He Tingge frowned, and forced the people around Fu Qingcheng back with a palm. The coldness in his eyes made the man in black who raised the knife shiver. This man is angry!

With a livid face, He Tingge turned his head to look at Fu Qingcheng who looked surprised. Without even thinking about it, he wrapped his arms around Fu Qingcheng's waist, squeezed Fu Qingcheng's chin with one hand, and kissed him.

The sudden kiss made Fu Qingcheng at a loss, and subconsciously raised his hand to push him.

However, He Tingge grabbed the hand on his chest and pushed him. This aggressive kiss was different from the green touch two years ago. The tip of He Tingge's tongue slipped into Fu Qingcheng's slightly opened mouth due to surprise, and the lips and teeth still remained. The clear aroma of pear blossom poetry.

Domineeringly swam through the inside, and then exited with still unfinished business.

And the surroundings have fallen into silence.The man in black held the knife and didn't know whether to hit it or not. Haitang originally held the knife on the man's neck, but now he put his arm on the man's shoulder, looking at the courtyard with a surprised face. The two even pinched the man in black's arm: "Does it hurt?"

The man in black nodded subconsciously.Hearing Haitang say: "Then it's not a dream."

At this time, Fu Qingcheng, who came back from the shock, looked at He Tingge with a puzzled expression, as if he wanted an explanation.

He Tingge frowned, feeling a little annoyed, he had acted subconsciously, and he was so panicked, what should he do if the knife was cut off just now?In a hurry, he kissed the person with a sense of blame.What should we do now?Do you want to say that you were poisoned by the man in black?

"Little prince." Fu Qingcheng put away the fan sword in his hand, and tapped the back of his neck with the fan: "What should I do?"

He Tingge was taken aback for a moment, looked at him, and saw that Fu Qingcheng looked a little difficult and said: "I've seen it all, I can't keep alive."

After saying that, hearing the sound of panting around, Haitang was the first to react, covered his eyes, and shouted: "Ah, you black rats, you kill people as soon as you kill them, and you put poison, so you can't see... ..."

All the men in black have black lines on their faces: Good excuse!

Then he came back to his senses, the knife in his hand flashed, and he remembered what he was doing.

However, before he left, he found that his hands and feet were numb, and he couldn't even hold a knife.Only then did they realize that at some point, a silver needle was stuck on the acupuncture point on their chest.

Several men in black fell to the ground one after another. They were still conscious, but they couldn't even move their fingers.

"Originally, I planned to take a look at your martial arts methods and see which heroes wanted to find me.