Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

After the carriage entered the Yongning City Gate, Situ Jing raised the curtain and looked out, seeing a familiar yet unfamiliar market.It suddenly occurred to him that he had left Yongning, a place that symbolized power, for six years.

When he left Yongning quietly and lightly, he swore that one day he would come back in style.

But not like now, led by an impertinent eunuch, sending his only son into this gorgeous cell.

His impression of Yongning has never been better.

His uncle was ransacked and exiled in Yongning, his mother and concubine were depressed in Yongning, and he was also driven out of Yongning like a bereaved dog.

To him, Yongning is cold, ruthless, and even full of malice.

The only good memory is the first meeting with Liu Jinghong.

Out of Yunshan Mountain, under the phoenix tree, the phoenix flower, looking back at the figure, you seem to be fading.

Liu Jinghong didn't see him, but he had already engraved that fiery figure in his mind.

He thought that he saw the fairy in the mountains, which was his own secret.He thought about him day and night, and never forgot.

The master of Izumo Mountain calculated that he would have three peach blossom catastrophes in his life, and one catastrophe was more dangerous than the other, so he advised him to get close to Buddhism, stay away from the world of mortals, and cut off three thousand threads of trouble.

Situ Jing didn't take the mage's words to heart. He was a man who was destined to be proud of the world, so how could he be willing to always be with the green lamp and stay away from power.

I saw Liu Jinghong again at the prince's banquet.The stunningly talented Young Master Jinghong sat gracefully beside the prince, his eyes were all over the city, and his red clothes were like fire.Situ Jing's heartbeat was like the flame on the golden candle lamp, beating non-stop.

The person he thinks about day and night is really as beautiful and elegant as he imagined, like a fairy.

This is peach blossom, not doom, he thought in his heart.

Never thought that this peach blossom was planted in another house.Heart, also fell in love with other men.

The crown prince has never been a kind person, he has long regarded Liu Jinghong as his own confinement, so how could he tolerate others' coveting.

He had been told by his uncle long ago, don't fight, don't rob, bear the humiliation, and recharge your batteries.So he is no match for the prince.

The poems he wrote for him burned to ashes, and the phoenix flowers he picked for him also withered into mud.

In the bustling East Palace, Mr. Jinghong was a proud guest, but he was just an unfavored prince of the cold palace, who could only lick his wounds alone in the dark.

General horn, cardamom, bundled hair, weak crown, the wind blows in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

His brothers finally died under the prince's butcher's knife, and the only five-year-old doll left could no longer speak.Only him, Situ Jing, pretended to be stupid, pretended to be stupefied, gloomy, and saved his life.

He was crowned king at the age of 19, with the title of first-class prince, but he has the three-character title of second-class county king.His father, the aloof emperor was reminding him not to forget his identity.

Situ Jing hates it!His mother was the only daughter of the Li family in Heyang, and his grandfather's blood was shed for the territory of the great merchants, and countless sons died in battle!All the devotion, in the end, only a piece of paper was exchanged for a crime, the family was ransacked and the family was wiped out, and fell into the dirt!And what about the prince?It's just born of a brothel singing girl, how humble.In the end who should maintain their identity!

Father, father, sacrifice my grandfather's family and let the son of your favorite woman inherit the throne, how can it be such a cheap thing.

He, Situ Jing, is the one who is most qualified to sit on the dragon chair!

It's just an excuse to meet your first love when you are traveling at the age of 14, and ask Feng Nanlin to miss the old man.His real goal is the gold mine that his uncle left him underground in the South Forest!That was the cornerstone of his comeback.

But when he was 14 years old, he did go to a place, Mount Izumo, under a field of phoenix flowers, he encountered the first doom in his life.That man has black hair like a waterfall, fair skin, and a high talent.

In Nanlin, he was a romantic man, searching for beauties and male favourites. Apart from acting for the emperor, he also drank poison to quench his thirst and soothe the pain of not being able to get it.

So he likes men with black hair, fair complexion, and old age with curly hair, and asks them to clean their hair with white lotus dew.Every time he kisses these beautiful hairs, he closes his eyes and fantasizes that the person under him is that cold and aloof Mr. Jinghong.

Intoxicated dreams one after another, unwilling to wake up.

In the seventh year of Longshun, the first emperor died.The prince was reluctant to ascend the throne because of his filial piety, but he reluctantly ascended the throne under the support of all the ministers, and was praised for a while.

He went back to Beijing to attend the funeral of the late emperor. At this time, Liu Jinghong, a pink-faced Tanhualang, was full of flowers in front of the side hat.

The ideal husband-in-law of countless official ladies.

Unexpectedly, he was also caught and imprisoned.

The crime is to hang around sensual places during the period of filial piety and entertainment prohibition.According to the law, it should be engraved and exiled.

Shocked and anxious, Situ Jing also lost his previous composure, so he hurried into the palace to intercede with the saint, hoping that the emperor would forgive his old love.

At that time, he was in a hurry, so how could he have slipped into the emperor's trap in such a daze.

He took Liu Jinghong back to Nanlin inexplicably. He still remembered that when he led Liu Jinghong out of the dungeon, Liu Jinghong shook off his hand and said, "I don't need your kindness to rescue me!"

At that time, he was still happy that Liu Jinghong talked to him, and he was too tolerant because he thought that from now on, the person he missed would be with him forever.

He had already forgotten the doom the mage said, and he was only filled with joy.

He really puts him on the top of his heart, even if his attitude towards him is always indifferent and arrogant.

Heroes from ancient times have been saddened by Beauty Pass.

He almost thought that he had given Liu Jinghong all the tolerance and love of his life.Ruo Liu Jinghong would like to stay by his side peacefully, and when he is crowned a great treasure in the future, even if he wants to be the empress, why not?

It's a pity that Wushan Yunyu empathizes with each other, sharing the same bed with different dreams and falling in love.

In the end, he still overestimated his tolerance.He has his pride, his self-esteem.Once he stood defenseless in front of Liu Jinghong, but that person unceremoniously injured him all over his body.

He still loves him, but not as much as when he was a teenager.

When he realized this, there seemed to be a piece missing in his heart, and when he was alone, he could hear the sound of the wind moving through this gap.

He used to sit on Liu Jinghong's bedside all night long, listening to the man whisper the emperor's name in his dream, caressing that alluring and beautiful face, all the way down, falling on that slender neck, thinking As long as he works hard, Liu Jinghong will completely belong to him.

But he didn't do that, and the idea never came up again afterward.

Shen Heng mentioned the name Yan Lang to him again, but his impression was vague, he only vaguely remembered his obedient black hair, and his kitten-like cry when he was in love.

He and Shen Heng have no love. He and Shen Heng are just the last piece of driftwood after the family is destroyed. They hugged each other and survived.

Shen Heng had repeatedly warned him to be careful of Liu Jinghong, after all, he was the emperor's man.He listened too much, and he got bored, and often spent time with Liu Jinghong in Qingyayuan, which made Shen Heng sulk.He knew Shen Heng's temper, he would only dare to be angry but not speak out.

That time the flower appreciation meeting was cold, he pushed Liu Jinghong against the corner of the wall and ran through it over and over again.Liu Jinghong's eyebrows were affectionate, she was dressed in a red robe, she was so beautiful, and because of the cold, she clung to his body to keep warm, making him subconsciously enjoy the pleasure of being dependent.But was bumped into by an uninvited guest.

He did not expect to meet Yan Lang in such a way.

Shen Heng wants to pull this Yan Lang out, so let's take a look, it's just a male favourite, whether he likes it or not, is it up to him in the end?

Yan Lang sat in the last seat, drinking quietly, feeling incompatible with the surroundings.Looking at it, it seems that the people and things around him have lost their color, leaving only black and white, leaving him alone with rich ink and color, but he just stays out of it, floating without restraint.

Zhao Yanlang stepped forward, looking at the swaying black hair, the memories about Yanlang were engraved like a tide.But he couldn't coincide with the person in front of him.

That kind of posture, that kind of temperament, that kind of demeanor, that kind of star-bright eyes, that kind of staring at him without the slightest emotion.

Who is he?

He had pondered over the weird feeling in Yan Lang's body for many times, and he didn't realize it until he came back from spying in front of Wen Rui's black-clothed mask and revealed Yan Lang's superb martial arts.Isn't what he felt from Yan Lang exactly the kind of indelible arrogance and chivalry, unrestrained and free and easy.

However, this Yan Lang is a very strange person.He heard that Yan Lang had been infatuated with him before, and even died to show his ambition.Now Yan Lang is smiling, but his eyes have lost the affection.

He didn't know if he was sad because of it, but it was uncomfortable.Since you love him, why can't you always be the same?

He ordered someone to monitor Yan Lang every day, unexpectedly that person just planted bamboo day after day, ate, read, didn't like to see guests, and didn't care about his neglect.

Why is there such a person.At the beginning he was willing to die for him, but now he is so indifferent. He didn't believe that Yan Lang was so ruthless that he really broke up his relationship.He would rather believe that Yan Lang is an assassin and a spy, and everything is just a show, just to attract his attention.

But Yan Lang doesn't do anything, he doesn't like to go out, never invites pets, and has no chance to find out any secrets.

Yan Lang didn't move, but the emperor moved.Numerous hidden guard intelligence told him that the spy was someone else.

He didn't want to think about the true identity of the spy, even though it was obvious.

He liked to play new tricks with Liu Jinghong more and more, and gave Liu Jinghong more and more things, and even let Liu Jinghong go in and out of the study room at will.In the intense love, the body is hot and dry, but the heart gradually becomes cold.

He granted Yanlang the title of Lord Langhuan, and on the wedding night, he intentionally mispronounced Liu Jinghong's name and deliberately threw him in the room to meet Liu Jinghong.He knew that Liu Jinghong was not sick at all, but he was certain that he would come and humiliate Yan Lang.He hugged Liu Jinghong, kissed and bit him deeply.He thought sadly, Liu Jinghong, Liu Jinghong, why bother.My bride, my lord, will you be humiliated and unwilling?

However, Yan Lang still had the appearance of not being surprised by honor or disgrace, even though he became Lord Langhuan, he was still the same Yan Lang.

Yes, Yan Lang doesn't care, doesn't care about being Lord Langhuan, and doesn't care if the wedding is ruined.Then what does he care about!

What a guy who makes people gnash their teeth even more than Liu Jinghong!At least Liu Jinghong hated and hated him, but Yan Lang completely resisted him.Even if they share the same bed, the Chu-Han River boundary must be clearly defined.

However, inexplicably, he also slept soundly.

He and Yan Lang can actually live like an ordinary couple.Not mixed with sex, just chat and drink tea after sitting down.

There is no preaching and past burdens that need to be endured when facing Shen Heng, nor is it cautious and heart-wrenching when facing Liu Jinghong.Yan Lang is just Yan Lang, obedient, comfortable, peaceful, and peaceful.

He sometimes wonders, does the relationship really have to be vigorous and vigorous to stop here?He and Liu Jinghong had an intense hatred.And Yan Lang, flat and indifferent, with a long stream of water, seemed to be engraved into the blood of his bones unconsciously.

But Yan Lang told him, it's not up to you, and left in a huff.

Changing from his old meek appearance, he resorted to many means, which is eye-opening.

Yan Lang, who is coldly dressed and laughs, does not fight for glory, Yan Lang who sits in the snow and cooks tea to kill people, Yan Lang who has a city in his chest, Yan Lang who is lifeless and dying, Yan Lang who teases childish Yan Yan... ………

Which is the real him?Or, neither of them.

Yan Lang, do you really have a heart?

All intentional, why you never get angry, always smile.

Shen Heng said that you love to the bottom of your heart, you dare not ask extravagantly.Liu Jinghong said that you are just pretending to be fake, and you don't want to show the pain in your heart.

And you said that Yan Lang died, and died in that well.

died?His Situ Jing's people, even if their souls go to the Palace of the King of Hades, they will be snatched back!

He has never sincerely admitted his mistakes to anyone in his life.

Only Yan Lang begged for that slap in the face and for that unspeakable humbleness.

don't go with others...

Yan Lang is his princess, right!Great!

Liu Jinghong came to him aggressively, his eyes were red, and he scolded angrily, "You promised me to be the princess in the future!"What is Yanlang?

He still smirked, hooked someone to sit on his lap, kissed until he was suffocated, and said with a sigh, did you ever say that, you forgot.

Liu Jinghong, Liu Jinghong, do you know that all my brothers are dead? Do you know that all the emperor's sons died young and only one sick and weak child is left? Do you know which of the emperor's staff is my Situ Jing?You are really incompetent as a spy.

Yan Lang?At least Yan Lang will not betray me.At least, loved me.

So what about a thousand pieces of gold making a wedding dress, and what about ten miles of red makeup.This is what he owes Yan Lang, he owes him a sensational wedding.

Yan Lang wearing red is the most beautiful and deepest.Just wait for that day.

Emperor, it's you again, the timing is always so accurate.The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, but that's all.

It doesn't matter, there is still time... Wait for him, wait for him to come back.

Yan Lang whispered faintly in his ears, and the trip was safe.

Situ Jing closed his eyes, as if seeing phoenix flowers flying in the sky, like balls of flames, endlessly growing.

On the side of the street, the mourning voice of Hualou singing girl came faintly:

Jinbi Kiln Tile Fuguitian

When is the rich family of Luan Dian shallow?

A glass of sake invites you to taste

It's not as dirty as official home brewing

A glance at the bustling road

I don't see you

Volume [-] General of the Greenwood