I can't, I can't

Yang Huo glanced sideways at Kang Jiangxue, instead of being angry, he smiled.

Kang Jiangxue was done, she was too happy, and it was too late to regret it. Seeing that Yang Huo didn't have much reaction, she pretended nothing happened and moved on.In addition, Kang Jiangxue paid more attention to whether Fu Honglang followed. The three of them walked for a while, and after confirming that they had not followed the footsteps behind them, Kang Jiangxue finally let go of her hanging heart. .

He was right.

Finding Yang Huoke Fu Honglang was really useful.

Kang Jiangxue heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Yang Huo again. She was pleasing to the eye and at the same time had the idea of ​​throwing away when she was done with it and quickly dismissing him.

Fu Honglang is an unpredictable pervert, but Yang Huo is also a ruthless egoist. Kang Jiangxue can't handle Fu Honglang, so naturally he has no confidence that he can turn Yang Huo.

After all, in the original text, Yang Huo was the final winner.

Kang Jiangxue knew that in the original text, it was Yang Huo who caused Fu Honglang's forced offline.In order to get rid of Fu Honglang, Yang Huo spent hundreds of thousands of tons of gunpowder to blow up the entire palace, just to make Fu Honglang's party die on the spot without hiding.

It was in this explosion that Fu Honglang disappeared.

According to Kang Jiangxue's experience in reading novels for many years, not finding a body means that the person is not dead, but Fu Honglang didn't come out until the end of the full text, and he didn't see him in the episode, basically he died in the hands of Yang Huo .However, the readers in the comment section, including Kang Jiangxue, felt that Fu Honglang was not dead, but that he was tired of playing with everything in the court, so he went out and changed a copy to follow the wave.

After thinking about the plot, Kang Jiangxue had a deeper understanding of her weak and helpless background board positioning, and returned to Zhengyang Palace with Yang Huo. As soon as she entered, she began to think about how to send Yang Huo away.

Eunuch Qian obviously didn't know what the little emperor was thinking. Because he was robbed of the little emperor's trust by Ping Wuqi, he didn't have the face to accompany the little emperor to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, so he could only wait in the palace. When Shizi Yang came back, he immediately greeted him warmly and served him very attentively.

Yang Huo successfully used the little emperor's favorite table case, drank the little emperor's favorite tea, and chatted with Kang Jiangxue with a smile: "Didn't your majesty say that you want to show me a baby? I don't know why?" thing?"

How can Kang Jiangxue have any treasures, seeing Yang Huo sitting down and smacking his lips on the spot, the little emperor was upset for a while, so he simply put the matter on Eunuch Qian: "Go, get my treasure."

Eunuch Qian showed doubts on his face, and asked puzzledly: "Your Majesty's treasure is..."

Kang Jiangxue made something out of nothing, but she had a tough look on her face: "My baby, you don't even know! What are you serving every day? You are still staying in front of the imperial court like this? You are a bastard who doesn't remember anything! Hurry up! Pick!"

Eunuch Qian turned pale from the little emperor's fright. He didn't know what the emperor said, so he hurriedly responded.

Seeing that Eunuch Qian's calves were shaking, Kang Jiangxue was very helpless, but he was not so angry anymore. He expected that Eunuch Qian would definitely not come back empty-handed, and would take a rare object anyway, so he simply said nonsense to Yang Huo: "I'll bring it to you in a while." Take a good look, I can't find anything outside, there is only this one in the whole world, if you are so ignorant, you must have never seen it."

Yang Huo took a sip of tea, nodded and smiled, his face was reflected under the lights, and he felt like a nobleman just by looking at his appearance.

Not long after, Eunuch Qian trotted back and presented a tray with a somewhat familiar scroll on it. Kang Jiangxue didn't realize it at first, but when he looked carefully, he suddenly recognized it.

Ok?

Isn't this the erotic picture that Lu Qiao brought with him when he came to him for the first time? ? ?

At that time, he disliked this picture very much, but the things Lu Qiao sent out would never be taken away, like fox skin and venison blood, no matter how much he talked about, he finally kept it. Unexpectedly, Eunuch Qian spent a long time looking outside , even brought it.

... This is too coincidental.

Kang Jiangxue fell into a brief silence. Eunuch Qian carefully sized up the expression of the little emperor, sweating continuously. Just when he suspected that he had taken the wrong scroll and wanted to kneel down, the little emperor took the scroll away and glared at him. He said coldly: "What are you still doing here, waiting for me to invite you, why don't you go down!"

If Eunuch Qian was granted an amnesty, he hastily resigned.

All the pictures were brought, and Kang Jiangxue couldn't be bothered anymore. Reminiscent of Lu Qiao's proud appearance of presenting the treasure at the beginning, this picture should also be regarded as a treasure.Kang Jiangxue intentionally and quickly fooled Yang Huo, so she stopped dawdling and handed the picture to Yang Huo, snapping her fingers.

"You see."

Yang Huo was kind, and unfolded the picture slowly, without much expression. When he saw that the picture was full of all kinds of entanglement and intimacy, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, showing a little surprised expression: "This is Your Majesty. baby?"

Kang Jiangxue nonsense said: "Yes, there are many side concubines in Yang Shizi's mansion, and they should be used to study. The night is so long, so there should be more tricks. By the way, here is the venison sent by Lu Qiao." Blood, you can take it if you need it."

Yang Huo smiled suddenly, and said meaningfully: "There is no need for venison meat and deer blood, the body of the minister is still healthy."

Yang Huo took a serious look at Kang Jiangxue, the little emperor was surprised by him, and then he heard the man ask: "Why did your majesty call Yang Shizi again, the cousin who just said so soon can't be counted?" ?”

Kang Jiangxue said domineeringly: "Do you care what I do or not? What do I want to call it?"

Yang Huo still looked tolerant, as if he didn't know that the little emperor threw away the bridge when he crossed the river and demolished the bridge: "This picture is really fresh, why doesn't your majesty look at it with the minister?" Then, Yang Huo changed the subject, and suddenly said, "Yes , I think of it, His Majesty likes men, no wonder he doesn't like to look at this picture."

The feeling of thunder on the flat ground was nothing more than that, and Kang Jiangxue was suddenly frightened. In just a short moment, a strong sense of crisis had crawled all over his body.

Suddenly, Kang Jiangxue understood why Yang Huo, who was not familiar with him, wanted to follow him to pay his respects.

Slag Yang might not be worried that he would fall in love with Sheng Lingyu just because he blew himself up that he likes men just now! !Yang Huo is testing him!

Kang Jiangxue's thoughts changed, and she no longer dared to be foolish, so she quickly replied: "I don't want to see it because I know a lot more than this picture."

"So Your Majesty knows this well?"

This is true. Kang Jiangxue's theoretical knowledge is extremely rich, and she immediately replied: "That is."

Yang Huo said with a smile: "How about your majesty teach the ministers?"

Kang Jiangxue glared at him: "You think it's beautiful, you pose with empty gloves?!"

Yang Huo couldn't help laughing, and after laughing enough, he asked seemingly casually: "Your Majesty said he likes men, but what kind of men do you like?"

Come on, this question really can't be escaped, Kang Jiangxue replied arrogantly: "Why are you asking this?"

Yang Huo said: "If the minister meets, maybe I can get a convenience and help His Majesty choose two."

Kang Jiangxue must answer this question. After Yang Huo made the preparations, he answered in the completely opposite direction to Sheng Lingyu: "The person I like must not be able to learn martial arts. He will definitely not be able to use knives, guns and swords." Don't! It's best to have no strength to restrain a chicken, and a delicate body that is easy to push down. Yes, you can't have a good temper. What's the point of being obedient and respectful? It's enough to scold people! Of course...the appearance still has to be good-looking, beautiful Bright, this is the basic requirement."

Yang Huo quietly listened to the speech, pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "As expected of your Majesty, I also think this kind of type is quite interesting."

Listening to his nonsense, Kang Jiangxue couldn't help complaining in her heart that this person's level of nonsense was as good as her own. Seriously, doesn't Kang Jiangxue know what type Yang Huo likes?

Pronounced as Sheng Lingyu, written as Sheng Lingyu, only Sheng Lingyu.

Having said all that should be said, Kang Jiangxue was really tired, he stared at Yang Huo silently, and then said: "Your Majesty, look here."

Yang Huo was a little puzzled, staring at Kang Jiangxue's face, he asked strangely, "Huh?"

Kang Jiangxue said: "Wait."

Yang Huo then stared at the little emperor's face for almost 3 minutes, and finally saw the little emperor opened his mouth, brewing a fake, fake yawn.

Kang Jiangxue asked, "Do you understand?"

"..."

Rao Shizi Yang has grown up so much, he has never seen such a straightforward chaser, Yang Huo stood up, cupped his hands and smiled: "It's late at night, I don't want to disturb His Majesty's rest, I will come back another day to greet Your Majesty."

Kang Jiangxue nodded with satisfaction: "Go quickly."

Yang Huo turned and left, Kang Jiangxue finally felt comfortable, but saw Yang Huo suddenly stop and look at the wall.

what is he looking atKang Jiangxue was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that Yang Huo seemed to be looking at Jiyue Sword... Jiyue Sword was hanging on the wall of his study.

After finally talking a lot, don't let this scum take aim at Sheng Lingyu again.Kang Jiangxue hurriedly walked a few steps, and was hesitating how to calmly go over and explain clearly, when she suddenly heard Yang Huo say leisurely: "Sheng Lingyu..."

Kang Jiangxue's heart sank, she was a little flustered, and quickly pretended to be unhappy: "Why did you mention him! It's just to spoil my interest, I still want to sleep well, now it's good, I feel bad luck when I hear this name , how can you still sleep?"

Yang Huo said leisurely: "It's the minister's fault, I don't want His Majesty to hate younger brother Sheng Xian so much."

After that, Yang Huo's face did not show the attitude of protecting Sheng Lingyu from the beginning to the end. He just looked at Jiyuejian and sighed as usual, "However, thinking about this Mid-Autumn Festival, Lingyu's life may not be satisfactory for him."

Putting down these words, Yang Huo saluted Kang Jiangxue again, turned around and walked away. From the beginning to the end, he didn't seem to care too much about Jiyue Sword being in Zhengyang Palace. Kang Jiangxue should have let it go, but Yang Huo After leaving, he fell into a long-term restlessness instead.

Why did Yang Huo say that Sheng Lingyu had an unsatisfactory Mid-Autumn Festival?

What happened to Sheng Lingyu?

Thinking of Sheng Lingyu, Kang Jiangxue's whole heart ached, not to mention sleeping, almost restless.When Ping Wuqi came back, he couldn't help sending someone out to inquire about the situation. Ping Wuqi had no complaints and immediately took orders to go out.

This wait lasted for two hours, when it was Chou Shi, Ping Wuqi finally returned with news, it was really not a good thing, it was rumored that Sheng Lingyu's grandfather Sheng Hui had an emergency and fell ill yesterday.

It was just one sentence, but Kang Jiangxue was dizzy after hearing it.

He knew very well that Sheng Hui's overworked illness with no cure was a harbinger of Sheng Lingyu's turning point in his fate, and it should have happened in winter, but now it was only the Mid-Autumn Festival, so the illness was three or four months earlier.

It's too early and too fast.