Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

Looking at the entire capital, there are no guards in front of King Jing's Mansion.First, there are large and small barriers everywhere in King Jing's Mansion, and if you are not careful, they will be broken into slag. Second, no one dares to come to the gate of King Jing's Mansion to act wildly. After all, everyone still wants to see more of the beautiful world.

Xie Yan stood in front of the gate of King Jing's Mansion, the light from the lantern under the eaves delicately outlined his handsome and deep face, adding a different kind of gentleness to the already hard facial features, and his tall and straight figure His posture was drawn long by the light and shadow, covering the steps behind him, shadowy with the dancing candle flames.

The hidden guards pushed each other, discussing whether they should take Xie Ming home right now, but who should go first, everyone disagreed and hesitated for a while, and couldn't come up with a safe way. Whether to decide whether to come to the game or not.

But as soon as he saw Xie Fan knocking on the door that was even more terrifying than the gate of hell, with a faint smile on his lips, the pillow clamped around his waist gradually tightened, and even the gap around the edge slowly enlarged to reveal the inside The white cotton balls cheered wantonly.

The smile on Xie Yan's face became brighter and brighter, his dark eyes suddenly turned into two bottomless pits, greedily absorbing the light from the two lanterns, and two clusters of flames were also put into his eyes, his eyes were hot and crazy, But it is gentle and gentle, as if it is his sweetheart living inside.

Our Lord Hou must have his own plan! We can't rush forward to disrupt Lord Hou's plan!

The hidden guards looked at each other, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt that Xie Fan did it on purpose, so they silently put away their fists, chose a place with a good view to hide, stared at the door with breathless concentration, and held it in their arms His hands tightened secretly, and there was a hint of gossipy anticipation in his eyes.

However, when Xie Yan knocked on the door three times, the door was still not loose, not even the slightest footsteps.

"Big baby, why don't you just fly in? Do you want Zai Zai to take you flying?"

At this time, a black figure floated out from behind Xie Yan, the scarf on his head that was broken into flowers forced the candlelight back a bit.The dark red tongue was sticking out of the mouth that almost reached the ears, and one side of the unpasted head was still deflated, not only ugly but also creepy.

The guards' breathing was stagnant, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they all held their hearts together: "..."

It was too dark to notice this shameless thing.

"Your legs." Xie Wen lowered his head and pointed to the patchwork radish legs of Xiaoxiaogan, pursed his lips, with a complicated expression, and then pointed to his head, "I can't help but fall here."

Then he raised his hand and prepared to knock on the door for the fourth time, only to hear the door creak and open from the inside, and through the gradually widening door gap, he faced a phoenix-looking and dragon-like face. Hidden deep by thousands of feet of ice and snow.

I saw Jiang Jingyun dressed in a snow-colored veil, standing in front of the door without saying a word, his black hair was scattered behind his head, and a few mischievous strands of hair shuttled across his chest as he walked just now, kissing his cheeks intimately. Cheeks like white jade.The curled eyelashes drooped slightly, casting two shallow shadows on the eye sockets.

When I heard Xie Fan's "Second Brother", it miraculously melted away all the ice and snow, and it seemed that there was a gurgling spring flowing through it in a trance, gently swaying away the irritability at night.Even the eyes of the phoenix, which looked fierce and mean on weekdays, had a smear of spring light, and for a while, the spring was full of sunshine, and the dark fragrance floated.

Things that have been shrouded in snow all year round break out of the ground, inadvertently break into people's hearts with strength but gentleness, leaving a strong stroke, and face to face with those old traces, but they are always distinct.In the middle of the night, no one took the time to read it, and slept alone in a big absurd dream.

"Second brother!" Xie Man hugged Jiang Jingyun's arm excitedly, and kept leaning his head against his embrace, like a long-lost little beast seeing its relatives again, with a trembling voice, crying, "Second brother, I I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much."

Jiang Jingyun's body froze when he heard the words, and the one who raised his hand froze for a moment, barely recovering from his thoughts, squinting at Xie Fan who was about to get into his arms, pushed him away without hesitation, stretched the quilt Xie Yan tugged at the messy sleeves, then put his hands behind his back, and slowly gathered his five fingers together, and when they touched his palms, he immediately let go, with an imperceptible tremor.

It seems to be deliberate, it seems to be inadvertent, it seems to be disgusted, it seems to be angry, or other.

"Is your brain trickling into the wind?" Jiang Jingyun took a step back, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and he looked at Xie Fan, with the silver light of frost and snow flowing in his palm, he said coldly, "If your brain is broken, stay in the mansion well, come to my place to send a message." What is crazy, do you want me to open another scoop for you? You!"

The words stopped abruptly, Jiang Jingyun only felt his waist tighten, and all the words that reached his mouth were turned into hard stones, and he swallowed them whole, blocking his throat with pain, his cheeks were hot, and his breathing became a bit chaotic.

"Thank you! You bastard!" Jiang Jingyun pushed his head away from his shoulder as if he had just woken up from a dream. Looking at the thick bandage on Xie Fan's head, he retracted his raised slap and gritted his teeth. Said, "Give it up, get out of here!"

"Not good." Xie Yan buried his head on Jiang Jingyun's chest, smelling the faint fragrance of orchid on the tip of his nose, and couldn't help but bend his eyes comfortably, tightening his hands again, tightly grasping Jiang Jingyun's thin body. Waist, with a look of intoxication, said, "Second brother smells so good."

Jiang Jingyun's back was stretched like a taut bowstring, full of vigilance, and there was a hint of helplessness and bewilderment in his speechlessness.

Rather than being angry, it was more flustered, the blush on her cheeks was like rouge soaked in water, and quickly dyed a large area of ​​red, and she sang along with her fair neck.

"Get out of here quickly! Are you pretending to be a hanged ghost?" Jiang Jingyun pushed Xie Fan who was in his arms with one hand, and waved Shuangxue with the other hand. Said, "Hurry up and take him away!"

The hidden guard who was tied up by Jiang Jingyun was so frightened that his legs were weak, and Jiang Jingyun's words made him want to kneel down, his mind went blank, there was no time to think, only his mouth opened and closed, staring blankly. He replied: "Yes... yes... the little one is called Happy Ghost, Lord Hou, Lord Hou is stupid, and Yaoshi Chen couldn't cure him."

In order to set off the power of dead ghosts, Xie Fan asked everyone to name ghosts, such as: happy ghost, troublemaker, unlucky ghost, what ghost, etc.

Jiang Jingyun: "..."

"Get out!" Jiang Jingyun squeezed out the words between his teeth, and threw it again. Shuangxue was about to grab the hidden guard on the other side, but Shuangxue missed it. Looking back, there was no one on the wall. Shadow, all gone.

Happily and ghostly, I was so upset at once, I wished I could beat my chest and stamp my feet. The brothers who agreed to go their separate ways like this, it's not worth it in the world!

"You're stupid!" Xie Fan raised his head and scolded dissatisfiedly, then looked straight at Jiang Jingyun, and asked full of hope, "Second brother, I'm not stupid, I just like you and want to spend time with you every day Didn't we live together before?"

Five years ago when Xie Fan was found, he did live in King Jing’s Mansion for a while, but it’s just that such a long time has passed, and with the Yongzhou case, the relationship between Jiang Jingyun and Xie Fan is on thin ice, so that the world has forgotten King Jing and Anping Hou was not so tit-for-tat before, presumably even Xie Fan himself forgot.Unexpectedly, at this time, he would bring up the matter of the year again, which made Jiang Jingyun a little dazed.

Jiang Jingyun was slightly startled, lowered his head to meet Xie Fan's eyes, and took the expression in his eyes into his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, he was silent for a long time, and said quietly: "Do you want to live with me?"

"Yes." Xie Fan hurriedly replied, his head was pounding like garlic, "I want to live here, and be with my second brother every day."

"Living in the palace all the time?" Jiang Jingyun asked again.

Xie Nan nodded again.

Jiang Jingyun remained silent, his eyes sank a little.

Happy Ghost sneaked a look at Jiang Jingyun's expression, inexplicably feeling that there was a trace of sadness and sourness in that look.When he wanted to see clearly again, there was no trace to be found. Jiang Jingyun had already changed into his usual demeanor of not getting close to strangers. Everything before was just a flash in the pan.

"Since that's the case, Xie Fan will stay in King Jing's Mansion." Jiang Jingyun finally pushed Xie Fan out of his arms this time, met his astonished gaze, and said word by word, "Stay until you want to leave."

"I don't want to leave!" Xie Yan got the result he wanted, and no longer wanted to pester Jiang Jingyun, he hurriedly stated his position, and said with a smile, "I want to follow the second brother for the rest of my life!"

Jiang Jingyun turned around, ignored Xie Fan's words, and walked straight forward. The moonlight shone on his thin shoulders, and his white clothes almost merged with the moonlight. He was as stunning as a peerless fairy. Divided into loneliness and coldness, the steps under his feet are slightly messy, and the immortal who is independent and unattainable in the world has a little more smoke and fire.

"Be careful, let's go!" Xie Fan buried his face on his pillow and took a deep breath, and touched the careful rod with his elbow, "Let's go, I'll say that second brother is the best."

From the beginning to the end, Xie Fan didn't talk to the happy ghost, and the happy ghost also forgot to call Xie Fan, and stood there like a pillar in a daze, with only one thought echoing in his mind: King Jing actually let us Master Hou lived in the palace!Or live forever!

In the end, the happy ghost covered his mouth and looked at the closed door with tears in his eyes. He looked back three times at a step, just like those wives who sent their children to school for the first time, but brought some old mothers' comfort.

Jiang Jingyun, who had been walking ahead for a while, suddenly realized that something was wrong, turned around and saw that there was nothing behind him, and there was no trace of Xie Fan. He frowned, and was thinking whether to go back and look for it. Not to mention the beautiful singing.

"Lang~Jun~na~" Xie Yan cleared his throat, looked at Xiaoxiaogan, made gestures, and began to sing with his voice pressed down, "Lang Jun passed away for more than a year~"

"Yeah, more than a year~" He carefully shook his head to beat the beat, and the rustling wind came out of his slit.

Two you and I agree with each other.

"The concubine's body and mind are empty~"

"Hey! Kong Luoluo, Kong Luoluo~"

"Today I will put on the rouge again, please look at me~ They say that widows are really hard to do, really hard to do~"

"Ouch! Difficult to do~"

"There are a basket of handsome sons, each of them is a good brother~"

Before the song reached its climax, it was shattered by a silver light falling from the sky. Xie Wen immediately hugged his pillow and the little broken mat and squatted aside, but he was so scared that he was so scared that he became paralyzed like a paper man. fell to the ground.

"What are you howling and howling at night!" Jiang Jingyun shouted, "Are you going to rush people to the grave?"

"This song is called "Pretty Widow Dressing". It's very cheerful." Xie Fan was afraid that the frost and snow would hit his head, so he timidly covered his head with the pillow, and replied weakly, "I'm so happy, I can't bear it." live."

Jiang Jingyun: "..."

Hearing this widow is restless.

"What are you doing with these?" Jiang Jingyun noticed the pillow and bamboo mat in Xie Fan's hands.

"Self-recommended pillow mat!" Xie Fan chuckled, "I brought a pillow and a bamboo mat, so the second elder brother won't drive me away."

Jiang Jingyun; "..."

Jiang Jingyun didn't reply, leaving Xie Yan with a slender back.

It wasn't until Jiang Jingyun completely left Xie Yan's sight that Xie Yan slowly took off the pillow on his head, and the innocent smile on his face disappeared completely. Looking around at the scenery shrouded in darkness, he laughed at himself. She had to rely on Jiang Jingyun to cover herself.

Xie Yan shook his head and hummed his song "Pretty Widow Dressing" again, picked up a small group of paper scraps that fell carefully, and pointed lightly, and the paper scraps instantly turned into a glowing blue firefly .

"All plans in advance." Xie Meng leaned over and murmured to Liu Ying, raised his palm and tore a small hole in the barrier above, and escorted Liu Ying away with spiritual power.

In an ordinary farmyard in the western outskirts of the capital, there is a gilt-painted mahogany soft chair that is incompatible with the whole body. The man reclining on the chair catches a glimpse of the tiny blue light in the sky, and plays with the gold silk glove in his hand with a half-smile. The corner of the mouth raised an arc: "It's finally started."

The author has something to say:

Different students behave differently when the school committee urges them to hand in homework.

Shen Qinghe: I'm sorry, I'm still on a break from school, and my homework has nothing to do with me.

Thank you: what?Still have homework? !Whoever has finished writing lends me to copy, it doesn't matter if I make a mistake! ! !

Chen Wuji: What the hell!Ask Lao Tzu to do homework?I am the principal!

Xie Yan (losing schoolbag, climbing up the fence): Just say I didn't come today!

Jiang, head teacher, death staring face, Jing Yun (carrying a schoolbag in one hand and a ruler in the other): Thank you, classmate Xie Ming, for contracting Qingqiu toilet for a month.

In addition, congratulations to Principal Chen Wuji for being named "Emperor of Truth"~