Hero Tomb

Nangong Yue, the year of reaching the crown is now double tenth, the son of chariot and cavalry general Nangong Cheng, holding a white paper fan, his gestures seem to be romantic and uninhibited.

When he came to Qionghua Building, He Lanyuan saw Nangong Yue who stood out from the crowd on the second floor for the first time, and stepped forward. Mo Shaoqian had just made an introduction, but Nangong Yue suddenly caught He Lanyuan's hand With both hands, eyes are very affectionate: "After listening to Xiaoqian's words earlier, I thought he was blowing nonsense. I didn't expect to see him like this today. Yuheng's demeanor is really not inferior to the eldest son!"

The sudden situation made He Lanyuan feel a little cloudy, Mo Shaoqian just rubbed the center of his brows, his expression seemed to be ashamed: "Put away your claws!" Nangong Yue slapped him with a slap.

Rubbing his hands that hurt from being slapped, Nangong felt a little aggrieved: "You should learn from Yu Heng, who is carved with character, has an ink-like temperament, is gentle and virtuous, and is really called a beauty."

"..." Gentle and virtuous?

The corner of his mouth twitched faintly, He Lanyuan was a little dumbfounded.

Mo Shaoqian didn't bother to pay attention to him, and pulled He Lanyuan to sit down on the chair: "Don't pay attention to him, what do you want to eat?" While talking, Mo Shaoqian casually summoned Xiao Er.

“Casual is good”

Mo Shaoqian nodded, and ordered some dishes for Xiao Er.

Nangong stepped forward and sat down with his clothes brushed, and suddenly straightened his face, staring straight at He Lanyuan.

"What's wrong?" He Lanyuan looked suspicious: "What are you staring at me for?"

Nangong Yue shook his head and chuckled: "I just feel that if Shaoqian hadn't said it just now, I would have regarded you as a He Yingling. I really can't imagine that people who are not the same mother can still be so similar like twins Seems like"

He Lanyuan nodded: "There is only one day's difference between the birth of Yingling and I. I didn't look alike when I was young, but I don't know how to get it in the past few years. The longer I grow, the more I look alike."

Nangong Yue nodded: "It doesn't matter if you look alike, as long as you don't have the same temperament."

Why does it feel like they... don't seem to like shadow spirits?

Seeing the suspicion in He Lanyuan's eyes, Nangong Yue didn't explain much.

The food and wine were brought up, Nangong Yue took the wine jar and shook it lightly, then looked at He Lanyuan in a blink of an eye: "Can Yu Heng know how to drink wine?"

He Lanyuan nodded honestly: "A little bit."

Nangong Yue nodded, took the wine pot and filled it for the three of them.

After drinking for three rounds, He Lanyuan and Nangong Yue got acquainted a lot. During the conversation, He Lanyuan heard that Mo Shaoqian was actually a brother. Thinking back to the time when Mo Shaoqian was on the royal hunt earlier , He Lanyuan was full of suspicion.

Mo Shaoqian laughed and said, "So you always thought I was a kid?"

He Lanyuan nodded honestly: "I always thought you were a kid when I met you in the paddock last time."

Nangong Yue directly reached out and pinched Mo Shaoqian's cheek: "He is a brother, and in a while he will be the fifteenth weak crown and he will get married. At that time, Yuheng can come to have a wedding wine."

"Ah?" He Lanyuan was surprised.

Mo Shaoqian's cheeks blushed immediately, and he glanced at Nangong Yue: "I haven't decided whether to marry or not!!!"

"I've already slept with you, you can't marry me," Nangong Yue said surprisingly.

"puff--!"

He Lanyuan was caught off guard and immediately sprayed out the wine that had just arrived in his mouth, and looked at the two of them with a look of astonishment.

Mo Shaoqian immediately slapped the table: "You can die if you don't talk nonsense!"

Nangong Yue didn't take it seriously, but raised his glass to He Lanyuan: "Xiaoqian has a low face, and it's easy to blow up when stepped on a minefield. After a long time, you will get used to it."

He Lanyuan could only look at the two in embarrassment and speechless.

Saying such things in public is really not the courage of ordinary people.

Not wanting Nangong Yue to say more things he shouldn't have said on this issue, Mo Shaoqian blushed abruptly and watched He Lanyuan change the subject: "Today, the fourth prince is returning to Beijing. I heard that there will be a lantern festival at night. Is Yuheng free at night? How about going together?"

He Lanyuan glanced at Nangong Yue hesitantly: "I won't disturb you..." Is there a world for two?

Mo Shaoqian immediately gritted his teeth: "I don't know this guy!"

……

Although he didn't know Nangong Yue, Nangong Yue dared to be an errand boy after dinner and night, followed behind Mo Shaoqian and He Lanyuande, and paid for them full-time.

Turning his head to look at Nangong Yue, He Lanyuan brows faintly: "Will this be too wronged for him?" After all, he is also a little general.

Mo Shaoqian hummed: "This is his blessing!"

Nangong Yue nodded: "Yes, this is my blessing, Yuheng doesn't have to worry about me."

Mo Shaoqian turned his head and bared his teeth at him: "Wife slave!"

Nangong Yue nodded and admitted it very simply.

He Lanyuan watched from the side, only feeling amused in his heart, but he couldn't help being a little envious.

There are very few brothers who can be so doted on by Xianggong, right?

"Hey, Yuheng, how old are you this year?" Mo Shaoqian asked suddenly.

He Lanyuan turned his head and looked at the vendors around him: "It's fourteen this year, and there are still some days before it will be full of weak crowns."

"Oh..." Mo Shaoqian said: "It seems that you are about the same age as me. Do you have a favorite brother or girl?" Mo Shaoqian seemed a little curious about this.

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" He Lanyuan was obviously taken aback.

Mo Shaoqian laughed lowly: "I'm just curious, tell me, tell me, is there any?"

Do you have……

Lowering his eyelids, He Lanyuan shook his head lightly: "No."

"Really?" Mo Shaoqian obviously didn't believe it: "Would you have no one you like with such good conditions? Or do you even look down on others?"

He Lanyuan smiled lightly: "I grew up on the mountain since I was a child, and I only go home once in a while. How can there be someone I like?"

Maybe... there was...

At that time, I was ignorant, and I was told that I liked it, so I really liked it, but now... It's really self-inflicted.

Nangong Yue stepped forward and slapped He Lanyuan on the shoulder: "Do you like girls or brothers? I can ask someone to take a look at you."

He Lanyuan laughed: "It's too early to say this now."

"It's not too early, Xiaoqian is the same age as you, but you see that he is about to marry me, so how could it be so early?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't have that thought yet"

"Oh..." Mo Shaoqian was a little disappointed: "Actually, my sister is very good. Although she is still a little younger now, she will actually be a great beauty in two years."

"..." So it's actually waiting for me here?

"Yu Heng!" Mo Shaoqian suddenly looked at He Lanyuan with a solemn expression: "If you want to get married in the future, let me know!"

"Why?" He Lanyuan looked at him in confusion.

Mo Shaoqian was very serious: "I will marry my sister to you!"

"..."

Is such an unreliable brother really good?

Nangong Yue could only shake his head and laugh while listening: "It's too early to talk about it now, besides, there are still two years left for my younger sister and Ji, why are you in such a hurry?"

Mo Shaoqian said: "You don't understand, a good man should be caught early, if he is late, he will be snatched away!"

"It's really a wise saying..." Nangong sighed, and suddenly posted it to Mo Shaoqian: "So you must catch me firmly, otherwise I will be abducted by others in the future"

Mo Shaoqian resolutely slapped him in the face.

The little quarrels of the three of them are also interesting, and the night market lantern festival is also very lively.

Pulling He Lanyuan, Mo Shaoqian insisted on taking him to eat a lot of snacks, both of them stuffed a mouthful of snacks, Nangong Yue watched from the sidelines, his eyes were full of spoiling.

"Hi... so bloated!" Rubbing his stomach, Mo Shaoqian smacked his lips.

He Lanyuan also rubbed his stomach with both hands: "It seems that I have eaten too much."

Nangong rubbed the center of his brows: "Earlier, I told you to eat less and still didn't listen. I'll go ahead and get some hawthorn tea for you to digest. I'll wait here."

"Go, go" my man, Mo Shaoqian, used it unequivocally.

After seeing Nangong Yue's figure disappear from the crowd, He Lanyuan sighed: "He really loves you."

"That's necessary." Mo Shaoqian hummed a little embarrassingly.

The two stood in the middle of the street, surrounded by noisy people yelling. Mo Shaoqian looked around, trying to find a place to sit down, but suddenly saw someone in the crowd.

"Sima Shang?" Looking at the plainclothes man in the crowd, Mo Shaoqian was suspicious: "Will he come out to play? I thought his elm head would only stay in the barracks."

He Lanyuan then turned his head to look, only to see that Sima Shang was not the only one, but also two girls followed behind him: "Who are those two?"

"It's his sister." Mo Shaoqian said, "I guess he was pulled out to accompany the guests."

Is such a word really good?

The two people on this side were talking, and Sima Shang on the other side also spotted them, and immediately strode forward.