Chaotic Qin

"Young master really can't do without young master." The palace maid Zhi'er covered her mouth with a chuckle. >

Not only was Qin Zichu not shy, but he showed Yingzheng proudly to her, and said, "Ah is my lucky star, so I can feel at ease with him."

Both the father and the son were very outstanding in appearance, and their cheeks were pressed together so that the palace maid blushed again, she smiled coquettishly and lowered her head to lead the way.

The interior of Xianyang Palace is very large, and Qin Zichu has a good sense of direction, but he still felt a little turned when he turned eastward and westward. Before his eyes completely turned into mosquito-repellent incense eyes, Zhi'er finally led him into the courtyard where the banquet was held.

The peach blossoms in the courtyard are long, the fragrance is striking, and the slightly sweet smell is refreshing.

Qin Zichu walked around for a while, then said, "Why is there no one there?"

Zhi'er covered her mouth with a chuckle, and said in a low voice: "Young Master, the banquet is not held here. The banquet is in the front yard. Mrs. Huayang ordered someone to arrange this courtyard a long time ago because she was afraid that the young master would fall asleep or suffer from hunger. Let the young master rest for a while. When she and the prince come soon, someone will notify us."

Qin Zichu nodded, thought for a while, then raised his eyes to Zhi'er and asked, "Ah Zheng and I are not tired, can we go out for a stroll?"

Zhi'er was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Qin Zichu to recover his full energy the next day after his long journey.

But she immediately replied: "In the prince's palace, except for the courtyard of the concubines, the rest of the place will open the door to the prince. You are the prince's son."

Qin Zichu nodded understandingly and said, "Then please trouble Zhi'er to go back and bring me some things that Ah Zheng needs. I will carry Ah Zheng and go out to look at the flowers and plants. It's spring, and the scenery in the palace is endless. Before... there was no Such a great opportunity."

When Zhi'er heard the last sentence, she thought that Qin Zichu recalled the time when he was not favored, and remembered Mrs. Huayang's order "to satisfy Mr. Zichu", so she hurriedly said: "Mr. "

Qin Zichu narrowed his eyes and smiled, watching Zhi'er leave.

He knew that since Mrs. Huayang had spoken, the courtyard full of peach blossoms must have prepared what Yingzheng needed, and Zhi'er's departure must have understood his desire to wander around the palace alone.

Since Zhi'er didn't object, Qin Zichu moved closer to Ying Zheng's cheek and said softly, "Let's go, I'll take Ah Zheng to see this mysterious palace."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Zichu couldn't help laughing.

He said to himself: "You will definitely live here in the future and get bored, and finally build other gorgeous palaces. Well, so to speak, local tyrants like to buy houses, and rich and handsome people like to build houses."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Zichu had already turned out of the courtyard with Ying Zheng in his arms.

Although Xianyang Palace among the Seven Kingdoms is not considered exquisite every time it is mentioned, its simple and elegant style can easily arouse heroic emotions in the heart.

He looked at the building full of historical traces with admiring eyes, and whispered to Ying Zheng.

Suddenly, a sound of quarreling reached his ears. The experience of fleeing had a huge impact on Qin Zichu, and his originally lively personality has quietly changed to a mentality where saving his life is more important.

He immediately dodged around the corner to hide his figure, put his palm on Ying Zheng's mouth, and let out a soft "shh".

"Yingxi, if you have the ability, you go to embarrass the father's son-in-law? What kind of ability is it to bully the two of us here-it's not enough to come here by yourself, and you even brought your dog leg! However, my brother is seriously ill, don't you think you Is it too much!" The young voice full of anger suddenly sounded.

Qin Zichu watched quietly, a young man about fifteen or sixteen opened his arms.

Behind him was an older man who was guarding him. This man had delicate eyebrows and a calm expression. His lips were bloodless, showing a sick and weak temperament, but his eyes were very pure and clean, with a refined demeanor.

Although the clothes of these two people are not gorgeous enough, the fabrics are all first-class and excellent. Qin Zichu thought in his heart: I never thought that Prince Zhu's sons would be as beautiful as each other.

Unexpectedly, after the boy in the voice-changing period finished shouting, the adult man in a fancy dress on the opposite side had an arrogant expression on his face.

He let out a piercing laugh: "What's wrong with bullying you two? I still want to bully you to death."

As soon as the man in Chinese clothes finished speaking, all the people brought by him immediately yelled with malice, laughing and shoving the young man and the sickly man behind him.

The face of the first-born boy flushed red with anger.

He suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist, the sword was not even out of its sheath, it had already been struck very quickly, and three "boom, boom, boom" slapped the faces of the three attendants who surrounded them, causing their noses to bleed.

"Yingji, get out of the way! If you annoy me again, don't blame me for being rude, I'll clean it up with you!" The man in Chinese clothes saw that a quarter of the people he brought were quickly dealt with by the young man, with embarrassment on his face. The color flashed by, but when he spoke, he no longer had the initial presumptuousness.

He shouted angrily: "You keep him, why should you go away! I'll just pretend that what happened today never happened. If you don't leave, I'll make you eat bad food every day!"

The boy stared back fiercely, and shouted even louder: "I won't agree, do you really think I'm afraid of you? Come here if you have the ability! I'll smash your mother's face and see if Mrs. Huayang will do it then. It will make me delicious and spicy."

The man in Chinese clothes who was just ordinary angry immediately exploded with anger. He dodged the wooden stick in the hand of his companion and chased and beat the boy fiercely.

The wooden stick with the thickness of the adult man's arm kept waving past the boy's eyes, but no matter what, it didn't touch a single hair of him.

The young man dexterously dodged the attack of the man in the Chinese suit. After about a quarter of an hour, the man in the Chinese suit not only failed to take advantage of the young man, but was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

He suddenly turned the direction of the wooden stick, and threw it straight at the sick and weak man who was already far away from them.

Immediately, the man in the fancy dress turned his face and said triumphantly to the boy, "If I can't beat you, I can't deal with him? One of you is stupid and the other is incompetent. You deserve to be dealt with."

The young man didn't bother to talk back to the man in the fine clothes, so he flew away and ran to the weak man's side in three steps at a time, supported his swaying body, and asked with concern: "Brother Ran, are you serious?"

The man named "Ran" clasped his hands on his shoulders, his face pale.

He clenched his lowered palm tightly, but with a comforting smile on his face, he said softly to the boy, "Ji, I'm fine. Don't worry about me, go and apologize to Mr. Xi, don't be ignorant."

It can be seen that Ying Ran is very scrupulous about Mr. Xi.

A young man is at the age of exuberant loyalty.

He raised his neck, his face was full of anger, loudly rejected Ming Ran's proposal, and said bluntly: "Since you were praised by your father once, he bullied you every day, and even sent someone to steal your bedding and thick clothes. Let's go. Look at how you have been tortured now? Why do you still bow to him!"

Ying Ran gave Ying Ji a wink, pulled his hand forcefully, pushed him behind her, and said sternly, "Don't be stubborn, go and apologize."

Ying Ji's eyes turned red in an instant, and he stretched his neck and shouted loudly, "I won't!" Then, he dropped his saber on the ground, turned around and ran away!

Qin Zichu suddenly shouted in his heart: Damn it, don't come here!

But as a fighting scum, before he could turn around, the young man had already run around the corner, hitting him against the wall and making him unable to move.

With the height of a young man, it happened to hit Qin Zichu's chest. If Qin Zichu hadn't lifted the baby up, Ying Zheng would have been knocked out.

"You--!" Before the boy could finish speaking, Qin Zichu had a rare outburst of his powerful reflexes and kicked the boy's calf.

The young man was interrupted abruptly by him, the words remained in his mouth, and he didn't ask again.

Qin Zichu heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly hugged Ying Zheng, who was held above his head, into his arms, and said in a very low voice, "Shut up, let me see what's going on."

The boy turned his head stubbornly, but hesitantly dawdled the soles of his feet on the ground for a long time.

In the end, he punched the air, then bit his lip and stood beside Qin Zichu.

The boy lowered his voice and asked, "Who are you? Why don't I remember seeing you."

Qin Zichu chuckled lightly, and said teasingly, "Guess, if you guess correctly, I'll help you solve the trouble in front of you."

The young man snorted coldly, hesitated for a moment and knelt at Qin Zichu's feet: "Master Zichu, please save brother Jiran."

"Didn't you say you haven't seen me before? How can you guess who I am?" Qin Zichu pulled the boy up from the ground, and the two of them huddled together and hid in the corner.

He asked softly against the young man's ear, and the heat hung on the young man's ear, causing the young man to scratch his ear uncomfortably, and then said: "The only one we have never seen at our age in the womb is Mr. Chu who just came back." It's—I'm just taking a gamble."

Qin Zichu nodded, then lowered his voice and whispered something to the boy.

The young man stared with disbelief, but after Qin Zichu urged him a few times, he gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away.

Qin Zichu straightened his robe, looked back at the direction in which the young man was leaving, chuckled, kissed Ying Zheng on the cheek, and said in a low voice, "Ah Zheng, you think this is a good idea too. Let's go, Just wait and see how bad luck this Young Master Xi will be."

After the words fell, he shouted loudly and rushed out suddenly.

"Bold, you dare to indulge your slaves to commit murder!" Qin Zichu was upright and awe-inspiring.

He appeared in front of Mr. Xi, which startled Mr. Xi.

Seeing the person jumping in front of him, Young Master Xi was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "Who are you? How dare you intrude! With a red dress, it reminds me of that old Mrs. Huayang." You monster—the envoy of Chu State. You dare to break into the Forbidden Palace. You are quite courageous. Come and fight!"

"Do you dare to touch me?" Qin Zichu deliberately held his head high.

Instead of retreating, he continued to move forward, standing within three steps directly in front of Young Master Xi.

Qin Zichu was slender and tall. He usually didn't show his height, but he was two or three inches taller than many men. Mr. Xi happened to have a short and stocky figure on top of his head.

The two stand together, which is very comical.

Young Master Xi instantly felt the cruel reality of the height comparison, and he became even more angry: "Father's son, I dare to fight just as much!"

Saying that, he raised his hand with a "pop!" and swung his fist towards Qin Zichu's face.

Qin Zichu stood still and did not hide, the corners of his mouth even curled up slightly.

"Niezi!" A loud shout came from the intersection, and the pride on Mr. Xi's face was immediately replaced by panic.

Qin Zichu said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Thank you."

Hehe, nozuonodie.