[Quick travel] It's all because the host is so charming

"Amnesia?" Xiao Yunchuan couldn't help but look at him a few more times, then nodded seriously, and said softly, "No wonder you look so stupid..."

Song Qi: "..."

Is there anything you can't hold back in your stomach?Why did you say it on purpose?

"Hey...why is this Zuixian Tower different from what I imagined?" Xiao Yunchuan raised his head to drink a glass of wine, frowned and said, "The promised Yingyingyanyan is surrounded by you, could it be that you are lying to me? ?”

Song Qi rolled her eyes towards the sky, and said to herself that just now you were clearly a woman-phobic person, but any young man with a little sense would not dare to come forward to touch this bad luck, let alone do something "should" do" thing.

In a trance, the elegant and long guzheng sound came from downstairs slowly, like mountains and flowing water, clanging on the heartstrings of people, so quiet and deep, it makes people admire.

Song Qi quietly lifted a corner of the curtain, and poked half of his head out of the box—looking down, he saw a gauze-covered plain-clothed luthier playing the piano with both hands, his fingertips as smooth as white jade It is made with distinct joints and looks cold and gorgeous.

Song Qi was stunned for a moment, and thought that the girls in this brothel were not all so vulgar and vulgar and annoying, and occasionally one or two who caught the eye were really pretty.

"This girl is really pretty." Song Qi said foolishly.

"Brother Rong likes this?" Xiao Yunchuan sneered and shook his head with a half-smile, "It's a pity..."

"What a pity?" Song Qi was puzzled.

"It's a pity... this is not a woman at all." Xiao Yunchuan looked at the surprised and embarrassed expression of the opposite person, and found it really interesting. The corners of his lips curled up lazily, and he said slowly, "Look carefully at his face." The neck has an Adam's apple..."

Song Qi was not convinced: "Women can also have Adam's apple."

Xiao Yunchuan was choked by him, but he was not annoyed, and analyzed seriously: "Then look at his skeleton, how can there be such a rough female skeleton."

Song Qi glanced down again, the body under the snow-white clothes seemed to be so tall indeed.

But he still didn't want to admit that his beautiful fantasy was broken in this way, so he could only hold his breath and keep silent.

"You still don't believe it?" Xiao Yunchuan has a problem since he was a child. Whether it's fighting, quarreling or arguing with others, he has to convince others to be happy, otherwise he always feels unable to swallow his breath. The desire to win was aroused, and he vowed to show Song Qi how powerful he was.

"Watch." Xiao Yunchuan glanced at Song Qi, grabbed a few peanuts from the plate and held them between his fingers. With a slight force on his wrist, the peanuts in his hand flew out from different directions at an extremely fast speed. , and then accurately hit the person below.

"Who?"

Lingling's piano sound suddenly stopped, replaced by a deep and ethereal voice - this is definitely not a voice that a woman can make.

The man sharply raised his head and looked towards the box, meeting Jiang and Song Qi who forgot to retract his neck.The expression on the face covered with white gauze was indifferent, Song Qi could only see the pair of long willow-leaf-like eyebrows frowning very quickly, and the snow-like eyes could freeze people alive.

Song Qi opened her mouth, more surprised than amazed, for a moment she forgot how to explain.

When he came back to his senses again, that plain white figure had already disappeared from his field of vision.

Seeing his cowardly appearance, Xiao Yunchuan was annoyed in his heart, pulled Song Qi back by the collar, raised his eyebrows and said, "I believe it now?" "Yeah." Song Qi nodded sullenly.

Just when Xiao Yunchuan drank the whole jug of wine, thinking that the long-awaited first experience of the brothel in his memory was about to pass away in such a boring and tasteless way, the old bustard hurriedly brought seven or eight handsome teenagers into the house.

"You two, see if you like it or not. If you like it, just pick it. It's not a problem to keep them all."

Xiao Yunchuan:?

Song Qi:?

The two looked at each other, not understanding what this operation was.

It wasn't until the group of male Yingyingyanyan came up and blocked the two of them, feeding wine, massaging and pulling clothes, that Xiao Yunchuan barely understood what was going on.

It must be that the old bustard saw that the two of them kept a respectful distance from the girls from the beginning to the end, so he boldly speculated in his heart that the two of them had the habit of breaking sleeves, and that's why they made such a fool.

Seeing that Song Qi's skirt was about to be torn apart, revealing a large piece of jade-like skin underneath, her two round eye circles were red and wet, soft and weak like a little white who accidentally got mixed into a pile of pheasants Rabbit, how pitiful it is.Xiao Yunchuan's heart softened, and he was just about to break free from those hands wandering wildly on his body to save him, but unexpectedly the door of the room was kicked open from the outside.

A man with a tall figure and a strong aura walked in from outside the house. He was dressed in a dark cloud-patterned robe, his left face was covered with a delicately carved mask, his exposed lips were thin and pale, and his eyes seemed to be hovering in the sky. Like a falcon, dark and deep, the whole person looks like Shura who climbed up from the endless hell.

Everyone in the room seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and they all stopped their movements at the same time, watching the mysterious man get closer and closer.

Until the people who were all watching pulled away the Yingying and Yanyan around Song Qi, leaned down slightly, looked into Song Qi's eyes with a half-smile, and faintly uttered an earth-shattering sentence: "Your Highness... ..have you played enough?"

The moment Song Qi met those familiar eyes, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

Fuck, fuck, how did Mu Che find this place?

Did this person install a positioning system on himself?Or born with a dog nose?

Song Qi went out of the palace five times in total, and was caught by him every time.

There was already a thick pile of bibliographies that were punished for copying on the case table.

Song Qi only felt a headache when he thought about it.

......

Your Highness...Your Highness?

Xiao Yunchuan finally came back to his senses, looked at Song Qi who was shaking like a sieve, and then at the man in front of him who was not easy to mess with at first glance, and couldn't help but sternly said: "Did you recognize the wrong person? He is People from the Rong family are not His Highness."

"Really?" Mu Che hooked the corners of his lips with interest, and looked at Song Qi with deep smiling eyes, "Did Your Highness tell the little general that?"

"You know me?" Xiao Yunchuan's eyes lit up when he heard him call himself "Little General".

"Of course," Mu Che nodded lightly, and said softly, "Because of your father, most people in Chang'an City remember you."

Xiao Yunchuan was a little unhappy when he heard this. He knew that everything he had now, whether it was his reputation or his high status, was obtained by relying on his father, which made him look like a useless waste.

He hopes that people will remember him not only because of his father, but also because he is worthy of being remembered.

"Wait..." Xiao Yunchuan reacted belatedly, looked at Song Qi with dissatisfied eyes, and said sharply, "You lied to me?! So who are you?"

In her heart, Song Qi had delayed Mu Che's trick of killing thousands of swords thousands of times, but she had no choice but to pretend to be pitiful, hiding behind Mu Che, carefully watching Xiao Yunchuan's expression.

"I...I didn't mean to lie to you." He bit his lower lip, looking quite pitiful, and Xiao Yunchuan felt irritated for no reason.

Mu Che had seen enough of the drama, and finally wanted to wipe Song Qi's ass.

"Little General Xiao, Your Highness has a special status. In order to reduce unnecessary troubles when traveling abroad, it is very necessary to change your name. I hope you can understand." Although Mu Che's words were perfectly rounded, there was already a hint of impatience on his expression. , "Please don't forget your identity."

Xiao Yunchuan's eyes widened, and then he pointed at Song Qi in disbelief: "You...you are..."

He couldn't say the following words, and he never imagined that this dodder-like little fool was actually the legendary ninth-five king who had just succeeded to the throne!

On the one hand, Xiao Yunchuan felt that he was dreaming, on the other hand, he deeply realized that his behavior today was probably over.

He was a little worried for a while, for fear that this matter would affect the Xiao family, so he reluctantly bowed to Song Qi, and said in a deep voice, "See Your Majesty."

The young men behind him turned blue with fright, knelt down one after another, and kowtowed their heads: "Long live, long live, long live, Your Majesty!"

It was the first time for Song Qi to enjoy this kind of treatment, her face flushed red, she waved her hands quickly and said, "Don't...don't be like this..."

Especially Xiao Yunchuan, Song Qi had always wanted to curry favor with him, wanting him to be her golden thigh in this world, but she didn't expect that the guy who scolded herself as a coward was now cowardly like a caterpillar in front of Mu Che.

"Your Highness," seeing that Song Qi still wanted to talk to Xiao Yunchuan, Mu Che stopped him in a neutral manner, and reminded him without doubt, "It's time to go back to the palace."

Song Qi pursed her lips, and was led away by Mu Che, stepping back and forth.

Xiao Yunchuan felt a little empty in his heart. Although the little emperor was a little silly, he was very funny when he was amused. He wanted to take him to visit the lanterns, but it seemed that he had no chance.

......

After leaving the gate of Zuixianlou, light snow had fallen on the street at some point, the pedestrians were bustling, and the brightly red lanterns were a little more lonely.

Mu Che took off the mink cloak on his shoulders, and put it on Song Qi's slightly shivering shoulders. He fastened the shawl on Song Qi with his eyes closed, his long and straight eyelashes hanging down like two black lacquer cloaks. The small fan scratched people's hearts. Song Qi wanted to speak, but he stretched out his index finger and gently pressed his lower lip.

With his slender and strong hands, Mu Che nimbly tied a beautiful knot on Song Qi's neck, and said softly with a smile, "Your Highness, thanks to you, the auspicious snow heralds a good year."