Canghuan Seven Palaces

Si Cangqing simply hugged the other party and disappeared in an instant.

The shopkeeper, who was hiding behind the door, slowly crawled out after a long time. He couldn't help rubbing the bank note while shaking his head and lamenting today's adventure.

With the whistling of the wind, Cheng Tianyang leaned comfortably in Si Cangqing's arms, feeling his body go up and down lightly.Teased by the night wind, the man's hair brushed against his face from time to time, making it itchy.

With his eyes closed tightly, Cheng Tianyang sighed in a low voice: "You know everything, don't you?"

His answer was silence.

After another long silence, Cheng Tianyang slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness dissociated, and he looked at the dark blue sky.

"I'm so happy today..."

He said, but his tone was unusually cold, his voice was completely different from the clear and charming before, "It's a pity, it's too cheap for him, I only wish I didn't cut him up with my own hands!"

Si Cangqing was silent.

In fact, as early as two days ago, he knew that Cheng Ce's deadline would be reached soon.In the past few days, Cheng Tianyang's mood has undergone some subtle changes, and he has also faintly felt it.So before Cheng Tianyang disappeared, Si Cangqing immediately thought if there was any news about Cheng Ce.Sure enough, news came from the shadow guard just now: Cheng Ce died of illness last night due to coughing up blood. Three days later, Hong Chengguo will hold a funeral.

Si Cangqing felt ignorantly that whether it was Cheng Tianyang or Cheng Tianbi, their feelings for Cheng Ce seemed a little complicated. The hatred Cheng Tianyang thought and the indifference Cheng Tianbi thought were not pure. like that.

He doesn't really understand the feelings between relatives, especially such complicated feelings.

It's just that for Cheng Tianyang's emotions, he can still feel the seemingly invisible sadness, so he just indulged him in a drunken madness -- it doesn't matter whether he is really crazy or fake drunk.

Cheng Tianyang seemed to be completely separated from his previous emotions, and smiled softly, "But it's good that the old man is dead, so that I don't have to send someone to bother me all the time!"

And the amount of power in his hands that can restrain Cheng Tianyi is completely controlled by him now.I don't know if Cheng Ce really forgot, or what, but he never took it back—although he didn't care about it at first, but if he had it, it would be an excellent help to destroy Hong Cheng in the future.

...Now, he has truly become the master of Fengying in Hongchengguo—the people in Fengying only serve the master who holds the Yingxi.

As he said that, Cheng Tianyang's tone changed, a little bit of dissatisfaction, with a charming look, "I wanted to celebrate the old man's death quietly by myself, but..."

"Your Majesty is really powerful, you can find it anywhere!"

Si Cangqing replied indifferently, "There is plenty of wine in the palace."

"That's different!" Cheng Tianyang persisted, wrapped his hands around Si Cangqing's neck, pressed close to his cheek, and said, "Today is a special day. No matter how much wine there is in the palace, I'm gone This interest."

Si Cangqing didn't pay any attention to him - this man must be a little drunk!

"Your Majesty," Cheng Tianyang's aggrieved voice rang in his ears, "Don't be so bored all the time, okay? I talk to you, but you ignore me..."

Si Cangqing glanced at the person in his arms indifferently, but still didn't speak, just lightly stepped on his feet, and flew past the high walls and roofs.

Cheng Tianyang stared angrily at the other party's cold face that had remained unchanged for many years, and cursed in a low voice: "Wood."

Seeing Si Cangqing's unchanging expression and indifferent expression, Cheng Tianyang couldn't help it, lowered his head and bit the other's neck, took a hard bite, and didn't let go of his teeth for a long time.

Si Cangqing didn't even hum, and let this man do whatever he wanted.

For a moment, Cheng Tianyang let go of his mouth in satisfaction, and unconsciously showed a smug smile.Then he lay peacefully in Si Cangqing's arms, looking at some familiar buildings under his feet, which was where they lived.

Cheng Tianyang suddenly said softly, "Your Majesty, can you promise me something?"

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A scene of joys and sorrows ([-])

"Say."

Si Cangqing returned casually, her body landed lightly in the middle of the courtyard, her arms were loosened, and Cheng Tianyang was put down.

Cheng Tianyang was still in the arms of the other party, hugging Si Cangqing's neck, buried his head in his shoulder, and his voice muffled into Si Cangqing's ears, "The old man is in a great funeral, brother must insist on going back... ..."

After hesitating for a while, "I won't pay homage to the old man. I can't rest assured of my brother, so, Your Majesty, can you personally accompany my brother to Hongcheng..."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Tianyang leaned against Si Cangqing's shoulder and closed his eyes tightly.

He knew that his request was willful and excessive; however, he knew that his elder brother's trip to Hongcheng was inevitable.He had already concealed the matter of Cheng Ce's critical illness before, but now that Cheng Ce passed away, even if Cheng Tianbi was disheartened by that man, he would definitely not be able to accept that he would not see Cheng Ce's last side.

After all, Cheng Tianbi used to be the father who admired and loved her so much.

Hearing Cheng Tianyang's request, Si Cangqing was silent for a moment.

Thinking that Si Cangqing was unwilling, Cheng Tianyang was a little anxious, quickly raised his head, and stared at Si Cangqing, "Your Majesty, my brother is not in good health. If you want to catch up with the old man, you will have to travel day and night..."

There was a hint of pleading in the voice, "I don't worry about anyone else except you, Your Majesty..."

"Okay." Si Cangqing responded coldly and decisively, interrupting Cheng Tianyang's prepared persuasion.

Startled for a while, Cheng Tianyang didn't react, "Your Majesty, you agreed?"

"En." Si Cangqing nodded slightly, and looked behind Cheng Tianyang, his gaze remained cold.

In fact, he originally planned to send someone to secretly visit Hong Chengguo after going to southern Xinjiang—Cheng Ce died suddenly, so he had no choice but to make an unannounced visit in advance, and he also knew that Cheng Tianbi would not be able to hide here with peace of mind. Cheng Ce's death was indifferent.Therefore, even if Cheng Tianyang doesn't make this request, he will do so.

However, this southern tour was temporarily suspended.And the original plan to investigate the truth of the outer sky has also been postponed for the time being.Compared with the actions of Yuwen Fengchun and that mysterious man, Cheng Tianyi's subsequent actions are more important.

Moreover, Si Cangqing believed that Qi Shuangran, as the Mistress of Piao Miao Palace, was definitely not someone who could do nothing.

"Qing, Yang'er?"

A hoarse voice echoed in the empty night, Cheng Tianyang turned around, looked at the person standing at the entrance of the flower hall not far away, "Brother..."

He happily ran up to Cheng Tianbi, and said with a bright smile, "You haven't slept yet!"

Frowning slightly, Cheng Tianbi's voice sank, "Yang'er, how much wine have you drunk?"

"No, not much."

As he spoke, his body swayed slightly, and Chengtian Biyan quickly stabilized the other party with his hands, and sighed helplessly, "I can't even stand still, not much? Yanger, you are not familiar with the place here, you are running around by yourself, And drank so much wine…”

"Brother, I'm sorry." Cheng Tianyang quickly admitted his mistake, and stood obediently with his head down.

"You," Cheng Tianbi was blocked from speaking, so she could only smile helplessly, looked at Si Cangqing, and said in a low voice, "Qing, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Si Cangqing shook his head, turned around, and walked towards his room.

"Yang'er, I'll take you back to your room!"

Cheng Tianbi was about to support Cheng Tianyang back to the house, but heard a cold and familiar voice, "Leave early tomorrow morning."

Dazed for a moment, Cheng Tianbi was incredulous, "Tomorrow? Didn't you say..."

"Brother," Cheng Tianyang interrupted the other party's doubts aloud, he knew that what Si Cangqing said was for himself - and Cheng Tianbi's explanation, he took advantage of tonight.

The capital of Hongcheng Kingdom is not that close, not to mention, the further south you go, the more mountain roads there will be, which will greatly delay your journey.

"Brother," Cheng Tianyang looked firmly into the other's warm eyes, "I... have something to tell you..."

Gently pushing the door open, Si Cangqing silently walked towards the inner room.Candlelight came out a little from the partition fan.

Pausing her steps, Si Cangqing knew that Feng Lan hadn't slept yet, and was she waiting for her again?

"Master?" Putting down the secret letter in her hand a little tiredly, Feng Lan just wanted to take a rest when she realized that Si Cangqing had quietly returned at some point, leaning against the door next to her, watching her.

"Have you found Tianyang?" Feng Lan rushed forward to greet her.

Si Cangqing nodded almost invisibly, reached out and hugged Feng Lan who came in front of her, and strode towards the bed.

"Master," Feng Lan said with some embarrassment, her face blushing secretly, "I haven't made any arrangements for the Shadow Guard..."

Si Cangqing kissed his chattering mouth directly, and said vaguely, "Continue tomorrow."

Seemingly refusing to welcome, Feng Lan was kissed so hard that she could barely breathe, so she escaped suddenly.He slightly pushed the person on top of him, breathing unsteadily, "I...I haven't washed yet..."

"We'll wash together later."

Si Cangqing hastily replied, and did not give the other party any room to breathe, and did whatever he wanted on this flexible male body.

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"master……"

In the bathtub, Feng Lan leaned limply in Si Cangqing's arms, allowing Si Cangqing to wash the marks on her body.Feeling the man's fingers gently and carefully poking into the secret place, his face burned uncontrollably.

Some enjoyment, some shame.

This kind of thing has been done countless times, but it is still not calm.Feng Lan closed her eyes in a self-deceiving way, instead of looking at this person, she talked to distract herself, "Is there something on your mind, master?"

He could feel Si Cangqing's subtle emotions - this must be the tacit understanding formed during years of getting along!

Hearing this, Si Cangqing's hand movements paused slightly, and then he responded inexplicably, "En."

Feng Lan hurriedly opened her eyes, and stared up at Si Cangqing's face. Under the fumigation of water vapor, her indifference became less indifferent and more gentle. He murmured,