Invite the wolf into the room

In the competition in front of the people of the world, there were rumors about Her Royal Highness the Princess and himself. If this Wu Peiyan wins, no one will talk about his relationship with the princess.

Of course, all of this was just Ling Qingzhe's guesswork when he was bored. He didn't know the specific truth, and he didn't care at all. He just thought about how he could lose for a while...

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After separating from Xue Jingyang, An Chen wanted to go back directly to the Ling Mansion, but Qiong considered it carefully, and felt that they had entered Beijing as foreign ministers of the prince's son, so it was a bit eye-catching to bring a group of people to Ling Qingzhe's mansion so carelessly. , so I asked the subordinates to deliver the greeting cards first, and then arranged the other accompanying subordinates at the inn, and Qiongcai and An Chen went to Lingfu.

They had already discussed it at the beginning, and there was no need to hide the relationship between An Chen and Ling Qingzhe. They only said that he was a friend An Chen met when he hid his identity and left home for training, so there was nothing suspicious about visiting friends after entering Beijing.

As soon as An Chen came to the gate of Ling Mansion, he saw that Uncle Yang was already waiting in front of the gate. An Chen hurriedly got off his horse and called Uncle Yang, but Uncle Yang dragged him into the door very distressed, saying that he was thin and haggard Yes, over there Ling Yuan has already prepared hot water and clean clothes in his and Ling Qingzhe's room, and Qiong's share has also been prepared in the next guest room, and Uncle Yang personally prepared medicine for them to take a bath , When they came out refreshed, they saw that a table of light but nourishing medicinal meals had been prepared outside.

"They really treat you well."

After changing into comfortable clothes, Qiong nodded slightly as he looked at the exquisite dishes on the table. The medicine bath and the food on the table were all used to relieve fatigue and nourish the body. The mild and nourishing good things were all of great value. The kindness and respect of the people in the mansion for An Chen is also from the heart, and they really treat him as their master.

"Well, Yuanyuan's craftsmanship is very good. Uncle eat more. Uncle Yang has already gone to prepare the car. We will go to Yuelao Temple after eating."

As soon as he came back here, An Chen seemed to relax, and there was a smile on his face that had been tense for several months. He worked hard to pick up food for Qiong, and showed a rare childishness and eagerness in front of Qiong. The energetic appearance made the corners of Qiong's mouth curl up.

The two quickly finished their meal, and An Chen and Qiong got into the carriage driven by Uncle Yang together. Because Ling Qingzhe is one of the protagonists today, it was easy for the three of them to pass the inspection and enter the temple with Uncle Yang leading them. An Chen saw Ling Qingzhe in blue clothes standing on the pillar at a glance, and was stunned for a while, until he was dragged by Qiong to find Ling Qingzhe beside Ling Qingzhe. Sitting down in one position, he still stared at Ling Qingzhe's every movement, and couldn't see anything else.

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Finally, when the time came, Ling Qingzhe restrained himself from not knowing where he was flying, adjusted his breath and prepared for the competition.

When the sounding arrow that represented the start exploded in the sky, Ling Qingzhe and the other five people jumped towards the carving knife placed on the spire at the same time. At this time, the level of lightness skills of the six people was immediately revealed. Borrowing the strength of the silk rope twice in mid-air, he jumped to the top of the tower, Ling Qingzhe made four moves, and the worst young man simply ran up along the silk rope. The handsome Xiaobai's face was blushing, and finally slipped down the rope unsteadily, and hung there dangerously by a horizontally stretched silk rope. The old lady with the tiger's head crutch screamed desperately, a group of generals in the family were in a mess, commanding the guards to jump off the field one after another, and followed the eldest grandson of their mansion below, for fear that he would fall and fall.

This family is a big family that is not inferior to the Xue family, a martial arts man of the same family, but this generation has an exquisite grandson who is deeply loved by the old lady. Rihuabao is funny, he is a handsome boy who is loved by everyone, he was also named for the election this time, and he has no interest in the princess at all, and he and Ling Qingzhe are quite similar during this time.

Ling Qingzhe's mind was useless in the competition. Seeing Wu Peiyan who had snatched the carving knife fighting with three other people, he held back his laughter and jumped onto the silk rope he was holding, looking down at the smiling young man. With a handsome face, he hinted that he should lose more beautifully, otherwise it would be too disrespectful to His Majesty and it would be difficult for everyone to pass the test.

The young man blinked and returned Ling Qingzhe with a bright smile, which meant to reassure Ling Qingzhe that he wanted to play for a while longer.Then he jumped up with his arms pressed against the silk rope, landed on another silk rope and ran towards the few people who were fighting together, and the group of generals in the underground also hurriedly ran in his direction, ready to continue below. Their little master.

Ling Qingzhe enjoyed playing up there, but An Chen wasn't happy down there, thinking why didn't you just admit defeat quickly?Still being so intimate with other men, it's fun, isn't it?It turns out that I'm not by your side, that's how you attract others, it's a pity that I miss you so much when I'm outside!

I didn't know that my quail was soaking in the vinegar jar, bubbling with grievances. Ling Qingzhe also joined in the fun and joined in the battle of carving knives. The six of them fought back and forth in mid-air, which greatly satisfied the crowd below. In the hearts of the audience watching the excitement, they felt that Wu Peiyan's heart was too real when he hit Ling Qingzhe, knowing that you are good at kung fu, don't let go of the carving knife, isn't this inviting people to besiege, no matter how strong you are , One against five is not good enough.

Wanting to help this guy who really likes the princess, Ling Qingzhe kicked the carving knife out of his hand, and it fell into the hands of another man with a cold and handsome face. He immediately drew a cold glance from that man, meaning you Why give me this hot potato?

Ling Qingzhe stopped Wu Peiyan so that he could not take the carving knife, then gave the man a look that made you feel more happy, then ignored the guy who was entangled by the other three, and forced Wu Peiyan to fall on the silk On the rope, but he didn't really fight with him, but just prevented him from re-entering the battle. Seeing Wu Peiyan looking at him with a puzzled face, he winked and made breath adjustment movements.

Wu Peiyan competed because he was nervous, but he was not really naive. He immediately understood Ling Qingzhe's hint, and then stared at the battle group, adjusting his breath while fighting with Ling Qingzhe.

Seeing that the young man who was running the rope fainted and fell off, An Chen, who could no longer sit still, stood up slowly. If it weren't for the quick eyes and hands to grab him, An Chen might also rush to the field, and Yang Bo would Stuffing his beard and looking at An Chen with a smile, he wondered if he should remind the young master above, otherwise he might have nothing to eat when he goes back at night.

An Chen was in a hurry when he saw another young man with poor martial arts was kicked off. He hooked his feet in mid-air to cushion the silk rope, and was picked up by the masters waiting around without any risk. So there were only four people left, and An Chen couldn't sit still anymore, staring at Ling Qingzhe's flying figure, thinking about shooting him down...

Ling Qingzhe saw that his 'Alliance' had already run away for a couple of days, and he didn't want to continue playing. He winked at the man who had taken the carving knife, and then tried his best to hit Wu Peiyan, and then had reflexive sex with Wu Peiyan. He hit back with his palms facing each other, and flew outwards pretending to be out of strength. Wu Peiyan was a little surprised and wanted to save Ling Qingzhe, but Ling Qingzhe waved his hand to him with a smile. Stopped, I saw him kick the other opponent down, and then the inexplicable carving knife returned to his hand, the man fell down with the previous man with a 'both hurt', so Wu Peiyan foolishly took the carving knife The knife landed on the top of the tower, thinking that this is... winning?

The difference between victory and defeat is only a moment, and Ling Qingzhe, who was still floating in the air, was thinking about how to fall down gracefully. From the corner of his eye, he saw a white shadow rushing towards him. After Ling Qingzhe saw the face of the person coming, He gasped for breath in a daze, and fell straight down. Before he could slow down and raise his breath, he was hugged tightly by someone who came, and he fell obliquely to the ground with him.

Ling Qingzhe looked at An Chen's face in a daze, forgot his luck and let him fall to the ground with his arms around him, then held up An Chen's face with some uncertainty and looked carefully, he couldn't believe that he really came back .

The facial features of the person in front of him are more open than when he left, and he has developed from the innocence of a teenager to the handsomeness of a young man. Looking back at himself, his eyes are shining, and his thin lips slightly pursed seem to show some dissatisfaction, but it is less than before. Cute and childish, with more momentum and majesty, the whole person exuded a sense of confidence and dignity. Ling Qingzhe fell in love with him more and more, but his happy mood immediately turned into distressed, thinking that he had finally raised some meaty quail He has lost so much weight, and he still has some growth. It has to be tempered by a lot of hardships in the Northwest...

"Qingzhe..."

The original jealousy and grievance disappeared as soon as he saw Ling Qingzhe's eyes. An Chen was warmed by the fascinated and cherished eyes, so he put his arms around Ling Qingzhe's waist and gave him an affectionate smile. He almost hugged An Chen tightly and kissed him fiercely. Fortunately, Ling Qingzhe was still a little sensible, so he didn't really lose his composure under the eyes of everyone. He hugged An Chen tightly again, and then slowly let go of his embrace, but he didn't let go of An Chen. hand, leading him to