The devil has too many vests

After making a little joke, Yan Weilou got serious: "Forget it, Rongfeng Pavilion? Let them rest assured that I will definitely attend the appointment."

Xue Hanshan was very clear about his preferences, and would never take the initiative to ask him to go to that kind of place.Most of the people who came to see him today were well-informed and learned the inside story of the dissolution of the engagement early, so I feel wronged for him here.

Perhaps for this kind of dude, taking him to "relax and relax" is the best solution he can think of.Although Yan Weilou didn't need this solution.

Sure enough, seeing Yan Weilou's tendency to let go, Xue Hanshan, who was still a little nervous, was overjoyed, and immediately approached him cheerfully, patted his chest and promised:

"Okay! This time, I will take His Royal Highness to open your eyes. There is a very tasteful oiran in the Rongfeng Pavilion. In front of her, Miss Fang and Miss Li will become vulgar. pink!"

Seeing that Xue Hanshan was still "comforting" himself clumsily, Yan Weilou also shook his head.

The interior of Xiaoyao Building was roughly cleaned by him last night. Now those deacons in the building are still well-behaved under the shock of thunder, but there are still some people in the small chamber of commerce that once reached a cooperation with him to become shareholders of Xiaoyao Building. .

Yan Weilou believed in doing everything right, and not leaving any room for the enemy to survive—taking advantage of the power last night, cleaning all the jumping clowns in one go, just to wash away the imprints left by others in Xiaoyaolou , reshuffle the cards, and control them in his hands from now on.

Rongfeng Pavilion is just an introduction that just happened to come to your door.

As for the affairs of Xue Hanshan's mind, it has nothing to do with him.

Yan Weilou responded immediately.

After the two communicated for a while, they agreed on a time and place to meet before sending Xue Hanshan away. Just as Yan Weilou turned around, Old Shen's figure suddenly appeared, giving him a feeling of being elusive.

He opened his mouth and asked: "Your Highness, have you accepted Young Master Xue's invitation to go to Rongfeng Pavilion?"

"That's right. It's the Rongfeng Pavilion."

Just as Yan Weilou nodded and admitted, Old Shen's twinkling old eyes stared: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate!"

"Why is that?" Yan Weilou was surprised and puzzled, and even had a bit of youthful excitement and dissatisfaction on his face, "They can all go, why can't I go?"

Elder Shen twitched the corners of his mouth, and an ugly smile appeared on his old face: "There is something wrong with Rongfeng Tower, and there seems to be something wrong with the owner behind it. For safety's sake, Your Highness should not go."

While speaking, he ambiguously stretched out a finger and pointed in the direction of the palace, as if to imply that Yan Weilou's current situation should not cause more troubles.

He stared at the young man in front of him with deep eyes. He thought that under these euphemistic hints, His Royal Highness would accept his suggestion as humbly as before, but he didn't expect that something was different today.

I saw hesitation on the young man's face, and he pondered for a while, before he struggled to say: "After all, it is something that has been promised, and I'm afraid it's not good to regret it temporarily..."

Seeing that Mr. Shen was about to open his mouth to say something, he waved his hand nonchalantly:

"I don't think His Majesty is a fatuous lord today. My father and king have kept themselves safe for so many years, and I, the only son-in-law, is in Beijing as a hostage. His Majesty and all the officials must be able to understand how loyal you are. Mr. Shen, your suspicions in the past must be Too much to worry about."

When he said this, the young man showed a standard silly, white and sweet smile on his still young face, showing eight neat white teeth, looking innocent and innocent, and extremely harmless.

Elder Shen sighed deeply.

If it weren't for the innocent and ignorant expression of His Royal Highness, he would almost think that what the other party said was ironic.After all, he probably knows better than this muddle-headed prince what the quality of the two acting emperors, the emperor and the king of Qi, is.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Yan Weilou staring at him intently, still smiling and asking: "Say, am I right?"

He has a very good appearance, and when he smiles, he feels like the sun is shining brightly. In those black and white eyes, the pupils are extremely deep and black, like an abyss like a pool, and there is a natural coldness.

In this seemingly penetrating gaze, at a certain moment, the old man's body froze, as if he had been glanced at by some unspeakable terrifying existence, and his keen premonition of crisis was raised in an instant.

But the feeling came and went quickly, before he could figure it out carefully, it disappeared, like a hallucination.

Elder Shen could only force a laugh: "What Your Highness said is true, it seems that the old man is worrying too much."

...what else could he say?Could it be that the loyal King Qi has always been restless and kind, and the emperor is not as tolerant as His Highness thought?

Yan Weilou slapped the other party a few words secretly, and didn't care if he noticed it or not, so he didn't say any more.

This old Shen was a confidant sent by King Qi and his wife to him. Later, when King Qi raised his troops, he was also sent to prison by Fei Yuwei, and he chose to commit suicide directly in prison.Yan Weilou had reason to believe that this person was clear about King Qi's plan from beginning to end.

But he has no hatred for this person, let alone Qi Wang and his wife.The same is true from previous lives to death.

No matter how ungrateful and ungrateful King Qi is to his own son, the only one who can justly accuse him is the original owner of this body.

And Yan Weilou thought that he was just an outsider who inadvertently occupied this body, and never placed his affection on King Qi.Being able to obtain the body of the original body to live again in this world is already an advantage, so what qualifications do you have to replace the original body to hate King Qi?At most, it's just a matter of enmity and hatred.

In other words, he was abandoned by the King of Qi at the beginning, and after several misfortunes, he still hated him, but after spending three years in the Yinkui Gate and escaped, he found that the huge uprising three years ago had long been blurred by everyone. In his memory, Prince Qi's Mansion was even burned, and all grievances and enmities related to it also dissipated.

This life is even simpler, as long as the other party stops plotting against him and go their separate ways.

Thinking of this, he smiled at Elder Shen again, and then walked away.

Old Shen subconsciously smiled back, and when the boy's back disappeared from his sight, the smile on his face disappeared, and his gaze became complicated.

"...His Royal Highness is still so naive."

The servants passing by saw this, although they didn't know it, they went in, but they smiled flatteringly and said: "It's so good! No one in Shengjing City doesn't know that His Highness is tolerant and pure. Prince Qi's Mansion is a good place to go. I don't know how many servants are there. Secretly envious of me waiting!"

The old man ignored him, turned around and left in another direction, leaving only a vague sentence.

"Yeah, it's better to be naive..."

·

On the other side, in the courtyard of Yanwei Building.

He gave an order, drove away all the servants in the courtyard, changed into a light training suit, and then directly put on a posture in the open space of the martial arts field, and practiced one move after another.

As the owner of this Prince Qi's mansion, his courtyard is naturally huge. Not only is there a special place for practicing martial arts, but also exotic flowers and trees are planted all around the courtyard, which is full of fragrance, like an open garden surrounding the martial arts arena. In the center, people are often relaxed and happy, and it doesn't take long to forget to practice martial arts. Instead, they are immersed in this boundless scenery and feel drowsy.

——And this was the daily life of Yan Weilou in the past.From the perspective of conspiracy theory, I really don't know if the people who built this courtyard had plans long ago.

boom!

Yan Weilou raised his hand and threw out his first punch.Suddenly there was a strange roar in the air.He throws a second punch.

……

After a set of simple basic boxing techniques, the body finally stretched out, the blood roared, the acupuncture points vibrated, and the air flow traveled through the meridians of Yan Weilou's body for a week with the boxing force, and finally flowed into the dantian.

After finishing the last punch, he stood up straight with his posture still, his black robe was wet with sweat, and the smooth and graceful muscle lines on his forearms were faintly visible.

In this process, he used the internal breathing cycle from beginning to end.This is the ability brought about by the first level of insight "Tongyou" - the so-called practitioner is the transformation from human to non-human, from ordinary to extraordinary.

call……

With the last breath of white air, Yan Weilou who had kept his eyes closed opened them.

His eyes were clear and energetic, like a ray of sword light blooming.The white air that was suddenly spit out was also shot out in an instant, like an arrow in one breath.

There was a sound of "duh", the trees rustled, and the sound of something being pierced came from the bushes not far in front of Yanweilou——

"Oh!" There seemed to be a short muffled groan in the bushes, and a figure was shot by an air arrow, covered his left eye with one hand, and fell down the tree in embarrassment.

Almost at the same time as the white air was exhaled, Yan Weilou himself also jumped up at the same time, his figure quickly swept forward, and his whole body shuttled among the flowers and trees in the courtyard like a flower brushing leaves.

This sudden stillness and movement, it can be said that the white clouds come out of the mountains, and the dragons break through the water. It combines the softness of lightness and beauty with the sharpness of domineering, and there is a kind of compelling spirit in the ethereal.

The moment the figure fell to the tree, he had already flown there, tapped his toes lightly on the tree trunk, and then condescended to kill the opponent.The pitch-black robe sleeves fluttered in the air, and the endless darkness obscured the opponent's entire vision.

At the same time as his figure was falling, Yan Weilou broke off a branch, like a painter holding a pen to draw a painting, he naturally drew downwards.

The people below had nowhere to rely on strength in the air, so they could only forcibly twist their bodies, narrowly dodging the deadly move, and at the same time forced their true energy to meet them, and the rapier in their sleeves pierced out like a poisonous snake, striking at the same time as the one that looked at. Like fragile branches colliding together.

In an instant, infinite sword energy gushed out, and the two figures fought countless moves in an instant. Flowers and leaves were flying all over the sky, and the courtyard below was blasted with criss-cross traces.

Amidst the muffled hum, the man plummeted down at an even faster speed.

Snow-white petals fluttered all over the sky in mid-air, mixed with a few pink-white and lavender petals, cooperating with the sudden gust of wind, the long black hair fluttering randomly in the gust of wind, and the boy's pair of gentle and smiling eyes that seemed to be indifferent , all reflected in the intact right eye of an uninvited guest.

Like a static peerless picture.

laugh--

A flower of blood splashed out.

This uninvited guest whose name and origin are unknown so far is also honored to be a scene in this painting.

A few drops of blood splashed across the side of Yan Weilou's face, his pupils dilated slightly, and the corners of his lips were raised deeply, revealing a bright smile.

——reflected in the pupils of the other party who widened in horror.

"Caught you."