Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

"Second brother, come down quickly, I'm going to be pissed off by your unfilial nephew!"

Xie Fan's voice full of eagerness and anger came from downstairs, faintly trembling, and there was a tendency to run away in anger the next moment.

Jiang Jingyun let out a faint sigh, walked forward with strides, stepped back a little as soon as he reached the door, walked to the cage without changing his expression, picked up a piece of pastry and bit it, carefully After swallowing, he opened the door and walked out.

The downstairs lobby was in chaos, the neatly arranged tables and chairs were tilted here and there, and the tea drinkers were silent, hugging the pillars and hiding away like turtles with their heads shrunk.

But there are also those who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal, waving their flags and shouting, the worst of them is the very, very round boss lady, who is affected by the belly fat.

There is a not-so-high table in the lobby, which is usually reserved for storytellers, but now it is reserved for Xie Fan.

With a red face, Xie Man pressed a man in Tsing Yi who couldn't see his face clearly under him, with his knee on his back, and kept hitting the back of his head with one hand like knocking a wooden stake, cursing.

"Tell me about you, I fed you so much shit and piss, did you want you to grab my things and fight with me? If I had known that, I shouldn't have ejaculated you. Hand over my things!"

Xie Fan's shameless naughty words made everyone present laugh, and the man in Tsing Yi was so angry that he was like a loach thrown into a hot pot, his face turned red and he jumped up and down.

He didn't know where the strength came from to break free from Xie Fan's shackles, turned around and hugged Xie Fan's legs in a rolling and rolling manner for a while, and a spell suddenly ignited in the empty palm, and went straight towards him. Xie Yan punched him on the back, the cruelty in his eyes could not be concealed.

Suddenly, everyone felt a silver light flashing in front of their eyes, their eyes were blinded, and they saw the man in Tsing Yi's sleeve blowing the silver light to pieces.He glared at Jiang Jingyun angrily, got up from the ground in embarrassment, and ran up to the third floor in a panic.

Xie Yan felt dizzy after rolling a few laps, and secretly scolded Wuchang for finding such a "dedicated" person, knowing that he was Anpinghou and still beating so seriously.

"Get up if you're not dead." Jiang Jingyun threw one end of Shuangxue onto Xie Fan, lowered his head to look at Xie Fan who was lying on the ground and didn't know what to think, his eyes stopped for a moment on the untied bandage on his head, and said, "It's quite forbidden."

Is this human?Xie Fan felt frustrated for a while, and grabbed Shuangxue tightly, pulling Jiang Jingyun staggeringly, almost falling on top of him.

"Are you still wanting to fight with me?" Jiang Jingyun supported the flower pot on one side in time, and glanced at Xie Fan displeasedly, the sound of frost and snow also crackled, and the chill penetrated into the skin.

"No, no, no." Xie Yan didn't dare to do it again, stood up with the strength of Shuangxue, patted the dust on his body, and smiled at Jiang Jingyun, "Thank you, second brother."

"What's going on?" Jiang Jingyun asked, taking Shuangxue back.

Xie Yan opened his mouth and was about to say the words he had prepared, but was cut off by the proprietress.

"The woman has met the prince, Lord Hou." The lady boss blessed the two of them with a sense of happiness that she had eaten, and smiled apologetically: "That person is the young lady from Yaolianfang, who followed the third floor. Just now, Ming Shu picked up something dropped by Lord Hou and wanted to take it for himself, but after being discovered by Lord Hou, he refused to admit it, so he had an argument with Lord Hou."

"What is it?" Jiang Jingyun looked at Xie Fan.

"Qinghe sent me the purse!" Xie Fan's eyes were scorched from the suppressed anger, and he stared at the direction where Mingshu disappeared through gritted teeth.

Jiang Jingyun subconsciously looked at Xie Fan's waist, and the purse embroidered with blessings in his memory had disappeared.

Jiang Jingyun's expression changed slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he saw Xie Fan's mournful face, with nostalgia, love and anger intertwined in his eyes, and he said sadly: "It was embroidered by Qinghe himself, and Qinghe is not here now. That pouch became the only thing he left me. Second brother, help me snatch it back, okay?"

"Why do you want me to grab your things? Go yourself!" Jiang Jingyun's tone was suddenly cold, and the icicles condensed in his words caught Xie Fan off guard.

"Second brother." Xie Yan called out tentatively while observing Jiang Jingyun's expression.

"Xie Fan, what is the relationship between me and you? What obligation do I have to help you find things?" Jiang Jingyun met Xie Fan's eyes and interrupted sharply, "Xie Fan, I won't play with you anymore, play by myself go."

Jiang Jingyun turned around indifferently, and walked out with slender legs, the hem of his clothes that was slightly blown was full of determination.Like fireworks exploding in the sky, the sudden splendor leaves the scene sadly with endless loneliness and regret.

Without even thinking about it, Xie Fan instinctively stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Jingyun's hand. For some reason, an illusion arose in his heart, as if Jiang Jingyun's walk could take away all the light and warmth, leaving the room full of darkness and bitter cold.

Xie Yan slowed down his tone, with longing eyes, and said softly: "Don't go."

"Second brother, don't go, okay?"

Jiang Jingyun shook off Xie Yan's hand, but unexpectedly, Xie Fan held onto it even tighter, and directly stepped forward to hug his arm, with imperceptible pleading in his voice.

The person involved hadn't reacted yet, but the people watching the fun were excited instead, and they stared at the entangled arms of the two with a look of golden light, envious, and wishing they could replace it.

Except for those who bow their heads and write quickly.

"Thank you." Jiang Jingyun had just shouted two words when he was interrupted by a burst of movement from the third floor.

"What do you mean by all of you! How dare you complain to me about the lack of money?" An angry female voice floated down the winding stairs to the lobby, and the crappy and awkward pronunciation penetrated into everyone clearly. in the ears.

The light in everyone's eyes brightened a bit, they were as excited as vultures stealing carrion, shaking their heads and tails excitedly, gossip again!

The sound continued.

"Dare to give it a try! Take the money and stop working and learn how to pretend to be dumb here. If you don't feel comfortable serving me today, you will leave me here with your lives."

Everyone shuddered when they heard the words, this woman is quite cruel.

The third floor is where famous cultivators from aristocratic families or casual cultivators from the rivers and lakes gather, so there are often barriers at the stairs, except for the attendants they bring or those who hold tokens, ordinary people cannot get close.

There have also been people who didn't listen to dissuasion and were injured by the enchantment and flew out of the house like a firecracker. They fell into a cripple and lay in bed for half a year, and they couldn't speak well.

As soon as Xie Yan heard it, he recognized that the voice was that of his fiancée He Kele.The enchantment set up on the third floor is called no-self, once the no-self enchantment is set, people outside can't see the people inside, and can't hear any sound.

The fact that He Kele's voice can be heard means that the barrier at the top of the stairs has been broken.

"Mingshu, come here!" He Kele's voice was like poplar nectar sprinkled from the clean bottle of Guanyin Dashi. With a light sprinkle, it completely watered the people below. The grassland named Bagua is already green grass, dancing with the breeze.

All right!It's now!

A gleam flashed across Xie Wen's eyes, the corners of his mouth curled indistinctly, he slightly let go of Jiang Jingyun's hand, tilted his head and smiled at him: "Second brother, the instruction book is on it. Don't go away yet." , wait for me here, okay? I'll get it back by myself, you wait for me, okay?"

"Go back and make Yulu bayberry cake for you!" Xie Yan continued his efforts, his soft voice seductive, he subconsciously told himself that Jiang Jingyun liked that thing.

Jiang Jingyun didn't say a word, curled up his fingers in his sleeves slightly, and silently retracted his raised steps.

No immediate rebuttal means yes!

Xie Nan's heart that was hanging on the edge of the cliff and was blown precariously by how many gusts of wind finally returned to its original place safely.

Xie Fan let out a long sigh of relief the moment he turned around, patted his chest lightly, and ran three steps at a time, running to the third floor under the astonished eyes of everyone.And walked in smoothly.

In the penultimate private room at the end of the corridor on the third floor, a man in a purple python robe held a teacup in one hand and tapped on the table with the other.The face that was three points similar to Xie Yan was full of impatience, the end of the eyes was stained with a bit of sullenness, and he looked sharply at the man sitting opposite, the half of the cheek against the light was hidden in the shadow, with a trace of chill meaning.

Bang!

Xie Chen put the cup in his hand back on the table heavily. Feeling the anger of the owner, the tea ran away in fear, and finally landed on the back of the owner's hand tremblingly and resignedly, leaving a few marks of unwillingness.

Xie Chen brushed the back of his hands wet with hot tea expressionlessly, his movements were elegant and noble, but it made the person opposite him feel fearful and pale.

"Master Mei, why is she so desperate to see me?" Xie Chen stretched his sleeves and squinted at Yongzhou Inspector Mei Nianda, "Don't tell me that you miss me, otherwise I won't be able to return My lord said, 'This king misses you too'."

Mei Nianda's breathing was stagnant, his complexion turned pale again, his trembling body couldn't sit still, he fell to his knees with a plop, kowtowed three times to Xie Chen, and said with tears in his eyes, "I beg your lord to take it back!" That batch of goods, minister... minister..."

Xie Chen frowned, clicked his tongue, hooked his lips, stepped forward to help Mei Nianda up, and helped him straighten the crooked jade hairpin in his hair very gently, and said: "What happened? The matter made you so anxious? Didn’t you agree at the beginning? You took good care of that thing for me, so I proposed to my father to transfer you to the capital. Mr. Zhang, the servant of the criminal department, returned home a month ago, and the position has been vacant. , this King and Your Majesty mentioned Lord Mei."

Xie Chen paused at the right time, his eyes dim, like a jackal walking at night with bloodthirsty greed and pleasure after encountering food.

"Master Mei is going back on his word now, it's really hard for me to do." Xie Chen put his hands behind his back, shook his head at Mei Nianda, and sighed helplessly.

"But... my lord." Meinanda shivered like a plucked string, with cold sweat constantly breaking out from his forehead, he opened his mouth several times to speak but swallowed it back.

Xie Chen didn't want to say too much, there are too many eyes in the dark places of the capital, and Mei Nianda is a local important official, it is a felony to enter the capital without an order, and it is even more taboo for him as a prince to secretly meet local officials.

Therefore, Xie Chen was about to ask Mei Nianda to go back, but before he could say anything, the door was kicked open with a bang, followed by an angry voice: "Hand over your things obediently! You are still me!" good son!"

The author has something to say:

When you start the car and find that a girl borrows your car's rearview mirror to put on makeup.

Jiang Jingyun: Get out of the way.

Xie Yan: The car is about to start, please let the lady out of the way.

Thank you: Forget it, no matter how you change it, the flowers on your head are not as good-looking as mine.

Shen Qinghe: It's okay, girl, let's continue.

Chen Wuji (hammering the rearview mirror with a punch): Alright, mine is broken, you can find another car.

He Kele: Do you want to drink Coke?

Meinanda: Mirinda also has them.