[Comprehensive martial arts] The Central Plains is too scary

As soon as Lu Tage finished drinking, he saw Lu Xiaofeng's heartbroken expression, raised his eyebrows in puzzlement, his eyes lingered for a moment between the wine glass and the person opposite, and suddenly realized.

There are always people who can't drink but are willing to drink hard. For example, Master Yedi, who is famous in Quanmingjiao, every time the leader hosts a banquet, he must politely drink the strong wine in the cup, and then climb to the top of the Holy Sepulcher to face the Central Plains in the middle of the night. The direction solidified into a sad silhouette.

But Mingjiao can let Ye Di be sad, he can't let this mustache drink too much and play like crazy, and no matter this is not his territory, if Ye Gucheng knows what he and this mustache drink, what he did a month ago All the hard work I'm afraid has to be fed to the dogs.

Thinking of this, Lu Tage hurriedly got up to put away Lu Xiaofeng's wine glass, picked up the brazen and brave Central Plains man with a face of "what do you want to do" like a chicken, threw him out of the window, and then closed the window with a "bang".

Just after taking a sip of wine, Lu Xiaofeng was shocked and thrown out of the window for no reason, "..."

Just an hour ago, Xiao Fenghuang, who was kicked out by a beautiful woman from the Western Regions with the excuse of "don't hinder my mother from continuing to pick up guests", was thrown out of the window by a beautiful man from the Western Regions in the blink of an eye, shivering in the cold wind. Lu Xiaofeng didn't know how to thank the beautiful man for at least saving him Clothes still reflect on whether he and the people of the Western Regions are in conflict with each other.

The brain circuits of people from the Western Regions... can't be understood.

The incomprehensible people from the Western Regions drove Lu Xiaoji out of the site and kicked the stool that Lu Xiaofeng was sitting on to his own. He leaned on the wooden cabinet and managed to build a beauty couch, which collapsed into a cat cake again.

Ye Gucheng would never allow him to really spend the night outside by himself. According to that traitorous temper with no ambition, he would have to come back to him within two hours.

Lu Tage picked up a jar of wine to slap Kaifeng mud, and drank it down with his head up. The clear wine went down from his throat and turned hot. The beauty from the Western Regions was lying on the simple beauty couch, with her slender legs stretched out, very comfortable.

Ye Gucheng restricts him from eating and drinking, restricts him from playing, and even counts the time he spends running errands. It is true that Lu Tage has never been a subordinate before, but he knows how to watch.In fact, except for Ye Gucheng, he has never seen anyone who treats his subordinates like a girl. If the relationship is close, it can’t be far. You can’t do this or that. When you go out, you have to report not only where you are going Go back according to the time, go back and report what you did and who you met before you can go down.

I don't even think about it, even if the rebellion succeeds, it's not that he is the son of Prince Nan, why is he nervous....

and many more.

Lu Tage's eyes were fixed.

Prince Nan?

According to the rules of the Central Plains, even if the rebellion succeeds, the old Nan Wang can only be the emperor if the old Nan Wang is still there. Why...is it the Nan Wang's son?

Lu Tage finally grasped a clue and got up, pondered for a moment while looking at the table of wine and vegetables, and then lay down again.

He can't move now, otherwise Ye Gucheng would be very troublesome if he lost his trace. Besides, Nan Wang and Nan Wang's son had already fallen asleep at this time, and they couldn't find anything if they went to investigate.

The most important thing to understand now is under what circumstances the father brought his son to rebel in order to seek the throne for his son instead of himself.In particular, the old Nanwang didn't look like he was about to die, he was very energetic, ignoring all kinds of impossibilities like other scriptures, the biggest reason should be the Nanwang Shizi himself.

Lu Tage recalled the son of the Southern Prince, he was imposing and arrogant, but from those few words, it could be seen that he was not suitable for being an emperor.

It was his father, who was a bit regal.

Therefore, it would be a very stupid decision for the crown prince of Funan to ascend the throne. Ye Gucheng would not fail to see this, so he insisted on making a wedding dress for an unworthy person... Could it be that Ye Gucheng likes the prince of Nan?

Lu Tage shivered, and quickly stopped his dangerous thoughts.

Now the time is too late, there is no way to investigate, and everything is useless if Dongfeng doesn't come, so don't think about it, Lu Tage rubbed his temples to force himself to forget the horrifying conclusion he just came to, and quickly drank some wine to suppress his shock.

If it’s hard to get angry, you have to be oppressed by Ye Gucheng. If you have clues, you can’t do things. You can’t even find two men from the Central Plains to play, play and sing. In the words of my junior sister, Miaosheng will live on Wang’s body. .

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden gust of wind outside the window. Lu Tage paused with his stretched hands, quickly returned to his position, covered up the redundant expression on his face, and poured the empty jug into his mouth as if he was drinking seriously.

"Drinking is a mistake." Ye Gucheng was already standing opposite him in the blink of an eye. The Lord Ye, who always pays attention to ostentation, looked around and found that there was really no place to sit, so he had to stand, still looking at Lu Tage calmly.

Lu Tage didn't raise his eyes, and let out a laugh from his throat.

"..." Ye Gucheng was silent for a moment, and sighed softly.

He also knew that he had been too harsh on the people of the Western Regions during this period, but there was nothing he could do about it. The current situation was pressing, coupled with the demands of Nanwang, in order to be cautious and safe, he had to be extra ruthless.

If not, he would actually like to make Lu Tage a friend.

Because he didn't want to be discovered, he had to put on night clothes, and the city master Ye, who was like a big bat, sat beside the beauty's couch, took away the wine jar, and said, "It hurts my body."

Only then did Lu Tage look at Ye Gucheng, but he just imitated Ye Gucheng's faint gaze and swept over, then touched two wine jars from the table, and handed one of them to him.

Faced with this serious push of the nose and face, Ye Gucheng looked at Lu Tage across the wine jar for a moment, and finally took the small wine jar in compromise, uncovered the mud, touched Lu Tage, raised his head and killed .

"Go back." He said.

Lu Tage stretched out his sleeves to wipe off the wine stains from the corners of his lips, and slightly bent his eyes, "Howling."

"Oh right." Before he got up, Lu Tage finally couldn't help but asked euphemistically, "Yeku layer, do you have any breaks, sleeves, ties, or addictions?"

Still trying to get the pronunciation right word by word, but in the end, only the four words of the habit of broken sleeves were bitten neatly, like thunder.

Ye Gucheng stared at Lu Tage speechlessly. The person who asked this question obviously didn't realize that asking this question from him is like asking Xiao Langjun if he is fond of beauty. Is it good or not? Beauty has agreed to it long ago.

But Ye Gucheng is Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng said categorically, "Not good."

After leaving the inn, the two walked one after the other in the alley in the middle of the night, Ye Gucheng suddenly said, "Tomorrow you go out and show your face, and you must let everyone know that you are mine."

When Lu Tage heard the words, he replied thoughtfully.