Chang'an Youth Tour

The other companions had already pushed the companion aside, and Yan Junyu's servant Minglu cried when he saw them bullying his young master, but he couldn't beat him and was also pushed to the ground.

Yan Junyu was pressed to the ground, and the floor tiles of the school grounds were scorching hot. The blood in his whole body was almost on fire. He wished that he could produce infinite strength and tear up those who were holding him down.He clenched his teeth and struggled desperately, his bones were almost broken, but he couldn't struggle.

"This kid has a lot of strength." "Hold it..." "This is a wild horse, sir, get on it quickly."

Amidst the chatter and laughter, Xiao Xu looked at Yan Junyu who was being pushed to the ground, and couldn't help feeling proud.The young man's body was slender and beautiful, like a captured and precious prey, he didn't really want to ride him, but bent down and raised Yan Junyu's face.

The young man's face was burning red, almost scalding his palms, his eyes were as bright as fire, and he stared fiercely at him.He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Xiao Xu belatedly saw the wet liquid on his face, it seemed not only sweat, but more like... tears?

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Everyone knows that men don't cry easily. Although they are all playboys, but they are young, it is rare to really push people to this point, and it is a bit embarrassing for a while.Someone whispered: "He won't really cry..."

Xiao Xu quickly withdrew his hand, but the wetness on his fingertips could not go away, like a ball of fire, scalding his hand to the point of pain.Looking at Yan Junyu lying on the ground, he felt really flustered for the first time.

Yan Junyu finally got what he wished, and was defeated by him, and those eyes finally looked at him intently like they met for the first time, no longer emotionless, and even cried because of him .

But he was not happy at all.

"What are you doing?" A majestic voice sounded from behind everyone.

Everyone scattered in fright. It turned out that it was the old general who had just taught them. This general was surnamed Zhong. It was said that he had retired from the battlefield.

In the silence, only Yan Junyu's servant, Ming Lu, cried and complained: "Seventh... the seventh prince said that he wanted to ride the young master as a horse, so they held him down and wouldn't let the young master get up..."

"Bastard!" General Zhong was furious immediately: "Can people ride horses? They are raised by their fathers and mothers, and they can only kill people without nodding their heads. You bastards are so vicious at such a young age!"

The old general was full of murderous looks, like the glaring eyes of King Kong. Everyone was trembling with fright. After all, Xiao Xu was used to being favored by Emperor Qingde, and immediately said angrily: "You are presumptuous! I am the prince, why do you teach me a lesson?"

The accompanying readers also came to their senses, they are all descendants of aristocratic families, and they have long learned to judge people's ranks. Although this old general is majestic, but after careful calculation, he is only second-rank. I was frightened, and when I came back to my senses, they all shouted.

"That is, you, a general, dare to be rude to the prince." "You don't look at yourself, but you support others." Bin, could it be the king's minister. Don't say that the seventh prince wants to take people as horses, even if he wants to kill people and steal people's homes, it's just a matter of words."

"Really?" A smiling voice rang out: "Then I want to kill your head, it's also a matter of one sentence, right?"

Yan Junyu was pressed to the ground, he felt all the blood rushing to his face, his ears were buzzing, and his teeth were almost crushed.He swore that as long as Xiao Xu dared to ride up, he would kill him.Just as he was exerting his strength, he suddenly felt that the hands on his back were suddenly loosened. He looked around blankly, only to see that a group of people around him had knelt down.

A pair of boots stood in front of him, very neat leather shoes, the trousers were tucked into the boots, and he was wearing a Hu suit, black with the dark pattern of a unicorn. The posture is tall and straight, like a sharp sword.

Yan Junyu raised his head and saw a smiling face, still with eyes like mountains and mist, eyebrows like swords, high nose and thin lips, with a smile on the corner of his lips, as handsome as a god.

The surrounding voices all returned, and the expressions on the faces of the people next to them were either disturbed or fearful, but they all said the same sentence.

"Kowtow to His Royal Highness the Prince."