C-site pheromone

When Wen Yaofeng came to the gate of Qingyu Mansion, the group performers hadn't reacted yet.

Ah Fu dutifully howled: "Prince Yao is here—"

The guard at the gate was like waking up from a dream, and stopped at the door and said, "Your Highness, you are not allowed to break into the house at will!"

Wen Yaofeng easily pulled away their plastic swords, and opened his mouth as if he had something to say.

The two servants listened subconsciously, but Wen Yaofeng strode in.

"...!!!"

Ah Fu followed behind him, and turned to look at the assistant director outside the canopy before going in.

The assistant director gave a thumbs-up—look at your performance!

Ah Fu followed in with a pale face.

There were servants and servants who came to stop me along the way, and of course, anyone who saw Wen Yaofeng couldn't help but look twice.

A certain prince knew that his charisma was harmful to others, so he smiled a little proudly. He raised his hand and pressed the maid's shoulder, and the subwoofer was released: "Why don't you stop me, can't you see enough?"

Even an Alpha, the little girl couldn't stand this, she said tremblingly: "Jiang, Taifu Jiang just went in..."

It turns out that it is estimated that he is following the plot with the prince.

Although Wen Yaofeng hadn't read the scripts of those guests, he had a thorough mind and could guess some of them.

He and Bai Chun have no acting experience, and they are the protagonists of this play, so they have to rely on two old actors to bring them into the play.

The program group mostly converted the plot flow into special tasks, and arranged for the other four guests to complete them according to the schedule.

One is to increase the spectacle, and the other is to guide everyone through the main plot.

Ah Fu followed behind, thinking about how to act, when he was suddenly dragged into a small bamboo forest.

"!!!"

"Hush." ​​Wen Yaofeng let go of his hand, and looked sideways at the two talking in the window.

"It's too far away," he was a little unhappy: "I can't hear anything."

Ah Fu thought to himself that your talent for adding drama is really extraordinary, and I can't even figure out the lines that should cooperate with the performance.

"Fuck," Wen Yaofeng squatted and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly stood up: "Teacher Jiang actually gave him a snake?!"

Inside Zhongyin Zhai.

Bai Chun stood still with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently, "Teacher Jiang, this great gift...is too thoughtful."

Jiang Qi raised his chin, showing a flattering smile that was almost flattering.

"Your Highness, this is the Yongzhou Snake."

He stepped forward and touched the flower snake's head with his palm without any fear, every word he said was calm and clear, and it was extremely bright in his ears.

"Black and white seals, touch the grass and trees and you will die. It's like biting people... There is no defense."

Bai Chun watched the long snake coiling on the cypress branch calmly, smiling innocently.

"Teacher, you said that this snake is so poisonous, I'm afraid."

Although Jiang Qi had a smile on his face, he was also examining Bai Chun inch by inch.

When he spoke again, his voice was silky and cold, like a snake.

"Your Highness, are you afraid?"

"Yeah." Bai Chun nodded, "I'm afraid."

What an unbelievable idiot.

Jiang Qie still had a smile on his face, and lightly touched the seven inches of the long snake with his knuckles, rolled up his sleeves and said: "But Your Highness, if this Yongzhou snake is used as medicine, it can cure strong winds, convulsions, and fistulas. Dead muscle, kill three insects."

"It is a poison that has no cure, and it is also a good medicine for eradicating serious diseases."

Although Bai Chun understood what he meant, he was just sitting beside the guqin, reading slowly with a volume of poetry.

"Fight and eat each other, it doesn't matter if you don't touch."

Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes, walked a few steps closer, and whispered: "Prince Chun doesn't want to cure His Majesty?"

"Think." Bai Chun met his eyes with a sincere smile, "But I'm really incompetent. Even though I assigned my subordinates to search everywhere, I didn't hear the slightest bit of news, and I even lost a lot of money for nothing."

Jiang Qi didn't answer, but moved closer, as if he couldn't look into his eyes clearly.

"Prince Chun," he said with a suppressed breath, "How about leaving this matter to the old minister?"

"How dare you?" Bai Chun expressed worry, "You have a heavy responsibility in the court, and you have been watched by Prime Minister Pan every day recently, so don't worry too much."

Jiang Qi's breath hit his cheek.

This action is too contemptuous.

The old minister is condescending, but the prince is like an insignificant child.

Bai Chun shrank back a bit, and said softly: "If you look at me like this, I will be afraid again."

"It's good to be afraid. Lord Chun, this fight in the court is naturally several times more fierce than catching snakes," Jiang said without rushing, "How much Your Highness believes in me, I will repay you."

"Of course that's good." Bai Chun said meekly: "The matter of Jin Zhenyu will naturally be left to the adults."

When Jiang Qi walked out of Zhongyin Zhai, he glanced coldly at the bamboo forest not far away, and then walked away with his sleeves up.

Wen Yaofeng squatted until his legs became numb before standing up, rubbing his thighs and walking towards the prince's study.

"Brother—" he greeted, "Brother is here to see you!"

Bai Chun was drinking tea with a small cloud cup in his hand, glanced at him and said, "Why do you want me?"

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" Wen Yaofeng lay across from him, turned the other little cloud lamp with his sleeve familiarly, poured hot tea and said: "Brother, I haven't seen you for half a day. I'm really fascinated, I don't think about food and drink, you should feel sorry for me."

He really couldn't let out much of these nonsense if he stayed with Bai Chun in private.

Today I put on a layer of roles, and I really acted out half-truths and half-fakes.

Bai Chun lowered his eyes to drink tea, and said briefly: "Speak human."

"Borrow some money." Wen Yaofeng held his chin and looked at him: "My brother is so poor that he can't afford candy."

Bai Chun raised his hand, and the maid next to him immediately handed over a whole bar of zesty blueberry mints without even opening the package.

"Here." He smiled and said, "Eat, as much as you want."

...How much money will the title sponsor give you!

Wen Yaofeng also became playful, peeling off a piece in front of him and chewing, the hard candy cubes crunched.

"Chun'er," Wen Yaofeng prolonged the ending, imitating those girls and said coquettishly: "My brother has taken care of you since childhood, but now you don't give me a good face, do you?"

"What do you want money for?"

"Make the girl happy."

"How many to coax?"

"Twenty starts," Wen Yaofeng said slowly, "Girl, of course the more the more..."

Bai Chun slapped his back on his head.

"Hiss!" Wen Yaofeng covered his head and said, "Don't let the joke go."

Do you want to carry the burden of being an artist or an idol?

Bai Chun made another move with the fan, and the maid immediately went to the East Wing to fetch a bag of gold leaves.

"There's no need to look for that girl." He said calmly, "Master Pan and Mr. Jiang will probably pass by later, enough for her to earn money for several years."

Wen Yaofeng took the pocket money readily, and poured another after drinking one.

He looked like he didn't want to care about that at all.

"What do you say? Did you find the bird feather?"

"It's been found out a long time ago." Bai Chun said coldly, "Jin Zhenyu is in the hands of Blind Chen who plays the erhu in Dongshi."

"Why don't you buy it?"

"There are a lot of people who want to buy it." Bai Chun smiled and raised his eyes to look at him, the ending sound seemed to melt through the spring snow, clear and nice: "Brother Prince is looking for it, maybe it will be soaked in my tea someday? "

"Then I can't bear it." Wen Yaofeng clapped his hands and sighed: "If I poison you to death, then I will become a beast."

"No?"

"No." The man scraped the edge of the cloud with his fingertips, as if stroking his cheek: "If you want to soak it, you can also soak it in good wine, and I will send you to sleep drunk."

Bai Chun's breath became stagnant when he was teased, and he lowered his head to refill his own glass, smiling lightly to cover up his expression.

"Blind Chen and Miss Ke said that whoever wants to get the golden poison feather must exchange three things."

"The first one is a pair of four-edged lion head walnuts from the previous Jin Dynasty."

The walnuts must be agate-red ancient walnuts with the tip of Yuanbao, which have been jade-coated for more than a hundred years, and they are indispensable.

"Second, it is Wu Daozi's "Zhu Yun Folding Threshold Picture"."

The dance moves with the sun, and the threshold is broken out of the cloud platform.

The irony is that the powerful ministers deceive the top and the bottom, and what is punished is the ambition of the traitor.

Wen Yaofeng looked at him intently, and only a little bit of attention was devoted to listening to what he was saying.

Bai Chun is so pretty.

When I was an idol, I was cold, capable and good-looking.

The dance is strong and flexible, and the singing can win the soul of many little girls.

Now that he had changed to the appearance of a young man with long hair and a jade crown, he wanted to break him even more, to see how he lost control and could only breathe.

Wen Yaofeng's obscenity was extremely wanton, and the gentle smile on his face became more and more harmless to humans and animals.

"What about the third one?"

"The third thing is to find a way to praise Chen Blind for playing the erhu well." Bai Chun drank the last cup of tea with a lazy expression, "Praise him until he is happy."

"Just a few compliments will be scolded for not being sincere, all of them are chewing peonies, not airy..."

After looking at it, we have to do business.

While listening to Bai Chun's words, Wen Yaofeng thought about how to protect him.

Now that Pan Xiang has specified that he wants to kill you, Jiang Qi doesn't look like a good person.

If you go out to look for Jin Zhenyu, they will turn around and report to the Hall of Peaceful Harmony. They will force the officials to turn against you with sophistry, and they will kill you directly in the first round of referendum.

Bai Chun rested his chin and waited for a moment before speaking again.

"I can help you find Jin Zhen Yu."

Wen Yaofeng glanced at him: "Are you very confident?"

"I know the past and the present, and my followers are like a cloud." Bai Chun leaned forward, put the cloud cup in his hand into his cup, and smiled a bit slyly: "Of course I know everything."

With a bang, they fit together seamlessly.

Wen Yaofeng let him approach him, but now he wanted to release pheromones to tease him more, but he still had bad intentions.

Bai Chun lowered his voice, leaned half on his shoulder and whispered calmly.

"The scroll of paintings is in Bailuan Yingyue Pavilion. It is placed together with twelve fakes. There is only one chance to enter."

"Blind Chen wanders in the busy city. When he is thirsty, he always likes to drink and listen to operas in Qiweifang."

"You go east and we go west, act separately."

Wen Yaofeng smelled the cold fragrance of narcissus, which seemed to be absent, and raised his hands to wrap his slender knuckles.

"What about after that?"

Bai Chun tried to break away with a cold face, but his fingertips were clenched even tighter.

"When you get it, lend it to me first."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly lost weight and fell into his arms.

Wen Yaofeng stretched his sleeves, half hugging and half hugging him, as if wrapping a goldfinch in a dark purple robe.

He bowed his ears and chuckled lightly, his voice hoarse.

"As soon as you ask for it, I'll give it to you. Then don't I spoil you too much?"