[Comprehensive] Wearing the martial arts world to be the emperor

It was already dark when they returned to the palace, and the palace gate was closed tightly.But Yan Jingbai is the emperor, and the emperor wants to enter the palace, no matter how late it is.

Looking at the deep palace gate, which looked like the mouth of a giant beast, Yan Jingbai hesitated for a moment, his dark eyes flashed with emotions that no one could understand.

He made up his mind, hugged the sleeping child in his arms, turned around and said to the cold-blooded person behind him, "You haven't been back for a while, today I will give you a holiday, you can rest for two days before coming back."

After speaking, he walked into the majestic deep palace surrounded by Fu Quan'er and a group of guards.

Leng Xue stood there silently, until the heavy palace door was closed again, before he left in a flash.

It is true that he has not come back for several days, not that he does not want to come back, but that the palace is not allowed to come in and out at will, and the guards in the palace usually take turns to take vacations, and he is the personal guard sealed by the emperor himself. Going to the palace is a little more difficult than ordinary guards.Unless, like today, the emperor himself speaks and lets him rest.

The entire Shenhou Mansion was pitch black, without any light, and everyone must have fallen asleep. People in the Hou Mansion always go to bed early.

After thinking for a moment, he didn't want to disturb other people, so he walked directly to his yard.

Let's go visit Uncle Shi Shixiong and the others tomorrow.He thought so.

The black shadow was tall and straight, like a vigorous cheetah, quickly shuttling through the darkness.

Suddenly, with a sound of "啪!", a black thing wrapped in a strong wind shot at him in the head, and the cold-blooded reaction was extremely quick, and he turned sideways, passing by the thing, and the sound of porcelain cracking was heard in the darkness. It looks extraordinarily crisp.

You Lu's eyes were fierce and sharp, and he shot towards the wine jar like an arrow, and after seeing the half-squatting person on the eaves, he suddenly softened.

"Third Senior Brother." He called.

Zhui Ming, who was still on guard at first, was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw the familiar face coming out of the shadows. He jumped up suddenly, and his whole body did somersaults in the air. Grabbing Leng Xue's hand, he said excitedly: "You are finally back, how are you? Are you okay? Did the officials make things difficult for you? Did the people in the palace bully you? You're an assassin."

Zhui Ming said a lot, which gave Leng Xue a little headache, but he didn't stop it, and gradually warmed up in his heart.

Seeing that he is silent, he doesn't care about chasing his life. He knows him too well.But he was actually listening. Although Leng Xue is called Leng Xue, his blood is hotter than anyone else!

Holding his hand, chasing life and pulling people away, he said as he walked, "You don't know how much we worry about you these days, because we are afraid that with your bad temper, you will not be able to bear the restraints in the palace, and you will offend the officials. , then we are going to see you in prison again..."

The chatter of chasing life never stopped, but Leng Xue took a look at the surrounding environment, and finally asked, "Are you going to Eldest Senior Brother?"

"Yes, yes," Zhui Ming replied, "Eldest senior brother is also very worried about you, now that you are back, of course I will take you to show him."

This was originally contrary to Leng Xue's original intention of not wanting to disturb others, but he did not refuse, and there was no time for him to refuse, the ruthless Xiaolou was already in sight.

A lamp like a bean.

Wu Qing had already fallen asleep, but got up immediately after being notified by the servant boy. When Zhui Ming came up with Leng Xue, he was already sitting in a wheelchair upright, with a coat draped over his thin shoulders. His long hair was not tied up, but tied with a belt and loosely scattered behind his head.

Under the light, the handsome man had a free and unrestrained flavor because of his different attire from usual.

"Big brother!" Zhui Ming greeted with a smile, and sat down at the table with Leng Xue.

After looking up and down cold-bloodedly with ruthless and clear eyes, he nodded and said, "It's good to be back."

There was a sound of footsteps, and the handsome servant boy brought tea and placed it in front of the three of them, and then backed away.

Ruthlessly took a sip of tea and asked, "Did the officials ask you to come back?"

Cold blood nodded, he has always respected this senior brother, and only in front of him and Zhuge Zhengwo can he answer every question, "The officials gave me two days off."

Ruthless understood, paused and asked again: "Are you still used to it in the palace?"

Leng Xue was silent, but Zhui Ming, who was sitting beside him, jumped up first and said, "Brother, you know why! What kind of place is the imperial palace? How could Leng Xue have such a habit of staying there!"

At a young age, he made his name as Nuo Da in the rivers and lakes. The young man called "Fourth Master Leng" by others is just a wolf, a wolf that grew up in the wild alone.But now this wolf is forced to hold his head in a gorgeous cage, how could he get used to it!

Ruthlessly and displeased, Zhui Ming gave a frizzy look, and the third master who was not afraid of anything, was stared at by his elder brother so lightly that cold sweat broke out.

He raised his hands high, pretending to be wronged and said: "I know you despise me and think I'm an eyesore, why don't I go away!" As soon as the words fell, his whole body bounced up in an instant, and instead of going through the main entrance, he ran straight out of the window of the small building go out.

In the small building, there was one less chasing life in a hurry, and it seemed much quieter all of a sudden.

Ruthlessly put down the teacup in his hand, his clear eyes looked directly at those green eyes.

"I know you don't like life in the palace, but you have to get used to it, at least you must hold your breath before the officials let you go."

Nodding coldly, he only said three words, "Don't worry!"

Smiling ruthlessly and gratifiedly, he knew that this stubborn junior had really listened to his words, sighed reassuringly, and said, "Actually, with the temperament of the four of us, you are the most unsuitable to stay in that I wouldn’t be so worried even if it’s life-chasing. He looks carefree, but he’s as careful as dust. As long as he’s willing, no one will hate him. Unlike you, you’re withdrawn and stubborn, sometimes stubborn It makes people want to slap you to death!"

Leng Xue blinked, and a smile suddenly flashed in his emerald green eyes.

"Still laughing!" Wuqing pointed like a sword, bursting out a ray of energy, and when he saw the red patch of skin on the forehead of the other party, he snorted softly and asked about his life in the palace.

It's not that Leng-Blood can't dodge the ruthless energy, it's just that he doesn't want to dodge. He always cherishes the care of others.

He patiently answered the other party's questions. Although he still skipped one or two words in every sentence, it was extremely rare for him.

It wasn't until late that night that he was ruthlessly released back. Even though he didn't show any expression on the surface, he kept slandering in his heart. After a while, the elder brother really nagged more and more.

The cold-blooded courtyard is located in the most secluded corner of the Hou's mansion, and there are no waiters in the courtyard. He never likes to be disturbed by others.

After entering the bedroom, he lay down on the bed without taking off his clothes.

The plain bed curtain was put down, and his green eyes gleamed in the darkness. He reached into his arms with both hands, and took out a bag full of broad beans.

After hesitating for a while, he picked up one and put it in his mouth.

The crisp sound of "crack, bang, bang" is especially clear in the dead of night.