major general

In the moonlight, the courtyard was filled with the aroma of wine, which smelled very greasy.

Zhu Qingsong looked at the second prince in the courtyard, walking up and down, but he didn't dare to go to persuade him.

It was only now that he dared to scold Fan Hua, the evil guest of that day, for going to study in the Jade Academy right now, so that the second prince couldn't court him, and he struggled with himself all day long.

"Let me see Fan Hua again, and I swear I won't be a human being unless I beat him up!"

"I heard you nagging me as soon as I came back. What's the matter, you miss me after I've been away for two years?" The man in white said, looking at Zhu Qingsong's ashen face, he scratched his chin and said, " Don't be fierce, I came here without changing my clothes, isn't that enough?"

Zhu Qingsong pulled him to him, kicked him on the buttocks, and shouted: "Comfort the second prince!"

These two are the companions of the Second Prince, Zhu Qingsong practiced martial arts all the year round, and now serves as the commander of the Jinwu Guard, he is Nie Xun's immediate boss.And Fan Hua is the son of Fan Zhiyuan, a psychologist in Xuzhou. The heaven will send a great responsibility to the people, and he must first work his muscles and bones and starve his body. Fan Zhiyuan was once a beggar and a hooligan.Because he protected his book, he failed to grab the porridge from the soup kitchen, and was rewarded with a bowl of rice by kind people.

Everyone admired Fan Zhiyuan's talent, but they didn't know that he sent his son to the man-eating realm of the palace just to repay the favor of the imperial concubine Li Shurong.

Zhu Qingsong and Fan Hua grew up with the second prince Zhou Luan. Zhou Luan inherited Li Shurong's curly hair and Persian looks, which Emperor Wen didn't like, but because he was raised by the queen, he still had more power to fight for power.

Zhou Luan looked stern and murderous, but it was actually an illusion deliberately created by Zhu Qingsong and Fan Hua.

The palace cannibalizes people. If Zhou Luan became a human being, he would be eaten to the bone.

So Fan Hua suggested, don't be a human being, kill someone.

People in the palace all said that the second prince had a bad temper, easily got angry and killed countless people.

Only Zhu Qingsong and Fan Hua knew that their second prince could read a book for a whole day without moving his hands.

The only one who can arouse Zhou Luan's heart is that Zuo Cheng's daughter, Yan Zhen.

Li Shurong and Yan Zhen's mother are handkerchiefs, Li Shurong has long been prepared, saying that when Yan Zhen is born, he will show Luan'er what his beautiful mother looks like.

It's a pity that the sky didn't go according to people's wishes, Li Shurong died in childbirth, and the person who handed down the portrait didn't forget to do things after receiving the money.Every year on the fifth day of June, Yan Zhen's birthday, that person would draw a portrait of Yan Zhen and send it to Zhou Luan for viewing.

The cold palace, eyeliner everywhere.Don't drink a sip of tea indiscriminately, and don't eat a sip of pastries.

Zhou Luan found a moment of peace in that portrait.

When Yan Zhen was reaching Ji, he heard that the lady who combed her hair didn't like Zuo Cheng's tendency to follow others, so she deliberately found an excuse to shirk combing Yan Zhen's hair.He headed back out of the palace, went straight to the lady's house, didn't speak, just stood in the courtyard.

Zhu Qingsong and Fan Hua were able to pass on his words.

Comb or die?Why don't you think about picking another one.

Zhu Qingsong took him to the tree, and Zhou Luan hid on the evening primrose tree, seeing Yan Zhen who could move and laugh.

"Second Prince? Second Prince?"

Zhou Luan raised his eyes to look at him, making Fan Hua take a step back.

Back then, Zhou Luan was only taught the man-eating eyes and stern demeanor, but from time to time he and Zhu Qingsong would be bluffed by the second prince's appearance.

Fan Hua rubbed her nose, sat at the stone table, picked up a milky white grape and ate it.

This grape is dipped in shredded coconut, and it is full of sweetness.

"Your Highness, don't be discouraged, it's okay to be a foster daughter... and stay together!"

The second prince glanced at him and said, "Then it's called Luan/Lun."

Fan Hua: "..."

The courtyard was full of wine smells, the second prince twirled the wine glass, sighed deeply, and said: "A fight is a fight, if you can't fight, it's another matter. But now this generation is in chaos, it's embarrassing for this king. "

Fan Hua pursed her lips wordlessly, and sighed together with Zhu Qingsong who was in the dark.

The sound of the wind in the courtyard was disturbing, and the smell of wine slowly dissipated. Zhou Luan put down his glass, straightened up and patted the falling petals around him.

He sat for the whole afternoon, and the lantern flower on the top was in full bloom, and all the small yellow flowers of Kazuki fell on him. This beat seemed to rain petals, scattered all over the ground.

Looking at the flowers on his body, Fan Hua figured out how long Zhou Luan had been sitting, and said to herself, "Your Highness, I asked someone to inquire about the girl that Miss Yan and Mrs. Yan sent out in the yard today. Say yes... say yes, I will go to Xuzhou to visit relatives today."

"Xuzhou?" Zhou Luan frowned slightly, thought about it carefully, and said, "Zuo Cheng's temperament of wanting to divide up his daughter and sell it everywhere, how can her mother and daughter be left alone?"

Fan Hua smiled and added, "Your Highness, Miss Yan is now Princess Yi'an."

Yes, princess.

Those are the emperor's children, even if they are their own biological parents, they have to salute respectfully when they see Yan Zhen.

Speaking of the Yan family, Fan Hua recruited Zhu Qingsong from the dark place, found a pot of hangover tea, poured a cup for Zhou Luan, and said, "At first, Zuo Cheng relied on being Miss Yan's real father. , thinking of ordering her to stay, you know Miss Yan's chaste temperament, that Zuo Cheng has the virtues of a beast, and even got rough."

Zhou Luan was startled, put down his teacup, and said, "Why did you tell me about such an important matter now?!"

As he said that, he was about to go out, and his pace was very urgent.

Zhu Qingsong stopped him and said, "Your Highness, you haven't finished listening to Fan Hua."

Zhou Luan is usually cold-tempered, but it was only the person who touched his heart that made him so irritated.

Fan Hua handed him the hangover tea and said, "Miss Yan's mother may not be known to you, but she is a son and daughter of the Jianghu. She used to be a well-known chivalrous woman in Xuzhou. She made the Emei thorn very refined. Those nurses are nothing more than It's just that I feel that I am strong and strong, and all of them are fake moves. Miss Yan's mother directly pierced one of the arms with the Emei thorn, and Zuo Cheng was so scared that he hid outside the courtyard."

Zhu Qingsong also loved hearing Fan Hua talk about these things, so he sat on the stone bench, picked up the milky white grape and stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "And then?"

Fan Hua pursed her lips, and said: "Princess also has personal guards. After half an hour, the major general took people to Zuo Cheng's mansion, and took Yan Zhen and her mother to the inn directly. It's not too small, the two of you have changed to leave for Xuzhou tomorrow."

"Major General." Zhou Luan put these three words in his mouth, his brows and eyes were full of disgust.

Fan Hua knew what was going on in his Highness's mind as soon as he saw his Highness's face, coughed lightly, and said, "Your Highness, the Major General has married Fu Jijiu forever, and this marriage is still bestowed on him. It is impossible and will not be with Miss Yan. what happened."

Zhou Luan ignored him, and said: "Then Wen Le is handsome, with a pretty face, how about seducing Miss Yan?"

Fan Hua and Zhu Qingsong were strangely silent.

Little white face?

Zhou Luan had never seen Bun Le wielding a gun, but they had.

After returning from the border, Wen Le led [-] soldiers to station outside the city. Knowing that he had something to fall into the hands of Emperor Wen, and relying on luck to survive, he still had the courage to bring two hundred elite soldiers into the city. He lifted his clothes and knelt down. Loyalty and courage, along the city wall, hit the eyes of every official.

Looking at Wenle, you can know what the border city far away in the sky, the Zhen Guofu, the city wall that was cast to resist 20 Huns, looks like.

As for the kiddo...

Fan Hua took a sip of the hangover tea by herself, thinking that if she looked like that, she would still be a badass, and she would be the number one in the waiter's house.

Bah - what kind of children's house, bah bah bah!

Zhu Qingsong was also helpless, and said: "Your Highness, the Major General and Fu Jijiu have a very close relationship, so don't think about it. You remember Fu Jijiu, who is that person, who sold himself to save his mother on the way to the court I don’t even give one more look, and I think people’s crying on the street will affect my mood. Such a heartless and desireless person has exhausted his affection on the major general, so don’t worry, as long as Fu Jijiu is still there, sir The general can't get out of his palm."

Zhou Luan closed his eyes and thought about it, but he had contact with that Fu Jijiu, and it was exactly the same as what Zhu Qingsong said, he was a haughty character whom no one would look down on.

Zhou Luan, who had figured this out, shook his head and said, "What's the use of this king thinking about these things, after all...is it unethical."

While talking, there was a knock on the door outside.Zhu Qingsong held the handle of the knife and looked at the door, he was an obedient boy.

"Who are you?"

The boy smiled, presented a small box up, and said: "Returning to my lord, this boy is the adopted son of Zhang Lie, Minister of Rites, Hu Wuyu, and today I am here to deliver a gift for Lord Jijiu."

Zhu Qingsong looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "What's there to celebrate? It deserves a gift from Master Jijiu."

Wuyu looked pleasing, and when he laughed, he had two dimples, exactly the same as Sun Yu'er, and said, "I don't know, I heard Master Jijiu said that it's a marriage."

After speaking, he stuffed the box into Zhu Qingsong's arms and slipped away.Like a little fish entering a river, it disappeared in an instant.

Early the next morning, Yanzhen was sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair. The little girl behind her moved lightly and asked, "Miss, how about you combing your Liuyun bun today?"

"Okay... no, just tie me a ponytail." Yan Zhen said, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, she also put down her lip balm.

She and her mother didn't pack much, so they only packed a carriage.Before the emperor's reward entered Zuo Cheng's mansion, they took it to the inn together.The guards were waiting downstairs in the inn, very solemnly.

It was a sunny day, Yan Zhen was wearing a riding outfit, and got into the carriage with his mother.

The car was swaying, not hurrying, the wind blew the curtains, and the fragrance of orchids came.

"...Princess, someone is following, do you want to?"

Yan Zhen was taken aback, opened the curtain to look back, and said, "No, I know."

It's rare that the two of them are not so tense when they meet. Yan Zhen doesn't know what he hates the second prince. In fact, he is different from the prince. He has no wives and concubines in his family. He has Persian blood, handsome appearance, thick and curly hair, and Jinlin. Not the same handsome.Perhaps because of his identity, Yan Zhen couldn't treat others sincerely, and he always felt that the second prince was strategizing everywhere, just for Zuo Cheng behind him.

Now without Zuo Cheng's support, he actually came to see him off?

The sun was just right, and the leaves of the camphor tree were on my head.Yan Zhen stretched out his hand to grab the branch, and a bunch of fallen leaves fell, sprinkled both of them all over.

Yan Zhen was taken aback and said, "I'm sorry!"

Holding a fallen camphor tree leaf on his head, Zhou Luan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, and said, "This is the first time you've spoken to me, without insinuation."

Yan Zhen twirled the camphor leaf and glanced at him wordlessly.

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