Nanfei

Outside, it was windy and windy, with lightning and thunder, and the rain did not decrease in the slightest.

After watching the bustling people all day, they rushed home one after another, sighing. It didn’t take long before they discovered the abnormality in Kyoto. Although it was dark outside, the nine gates outside were under martial law before nightfall. There was a long line of people, and there was no end in sight. The guards were wearing rain capes, with bright knives hanging from their waists, holding long guns and guarding the gate of the city. They carefully checked the people who entered and exited the gate one by one.

The bustling and bustling capital suddenly became thrilling, and everyone panicked, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Qiao Zizhao's mood at this time was as if he had swallowed a disgusting big fly. He had a black face and stood beside the city gate with his hands behind his back. His eyes swept over every frightened person like sharp swords. The man shivered coldly, his weak legs almost knelt down on the spot.

Qiao Zizhao's heart is bleeding, how can there be such a fallacy in the world, the cow does not drink water and forcefully presses his head, he is not at all willing to take a bad job, even if someone beats his head to blood and takes painstaking efforts for this position, he will There will be no envy in the slightest, the leisure days of following one's inclinations are gone forever, and Satellite TV is suffering unspeakably.

The real culprit was obviously close at hand, yet he still had to put on a stern, impartial and stern look, looking at the culprit with a black face against the portrait he had retouched. Yu Li, a hunchbacked old man, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. Should he be praised for his dedication to his duties, or should he be scolded for lack of heart? Didn't he see clearly that the portraits on the reward order were two strong and healthy people? young man.

Xin said, looking for a lifetime according to these two portraits would not find the real culprit.

Even if someone with a keen eye recognizes the face of that handsome man with a golden crown on his head, he dare not think about that person, let alone point out who that person is, unless he thinks his life is too long.

Qiao Zizhao sneered, I can't do anything to that monstrosity, why can't I just vent my grievances on others, don't let me live in peace, everyone don't want to sleep soundly today, just come here to bring trouble to Shui Dongyin.

Little did he know that the evildoer Qiao Zizhao was talking about was holding a portrait with a dignified face, touching his chin, and making serious comments: "Unexpectedly, the little uncle who only knows how to fight chickens and run dogs, enjoys flowers and listens to music is actually a good painter. Look, the eyes are eyes, the nose is a nose, without the slightest trace of the hideous appearance of the original skeleton, it really outlines a human appearance."

Qi Zhan's mood today was also ups and downs. He was terrified and furious. At this time, the remaining anger was still there, and he was frowning, thinking about the thunderstorm. He never expected that someone was in front of him Booming thunder that could destroy half of the capital was buried in the city, and he was filtering in his mind who had such superb means to set up this insane chess game.

The voice of the boy singing and sighing three times sounded next to his ears. Even though he was deep in thought, he did not forget to pay attention to his movement. Zhu Zhu dumbly laughed: My uncle is the son of a duke, he was born in a noble family, he is not as bad as you said, he has dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he is especially good at Danqing, and he is also famous in the capital, often people come to petition just to ask a painting. "

Qi Zhan rolled his eyes and pinched the top of the portrait with two fingers. Shi Shiran walked up to him and nodded his forehead: "I've been thinking so brilliantly, I've been talking to myself for a long time."

"The matter of the thunderbolt." Qi Zhan stopped his messy fingers and did not hide him. He thanked him honestly: "Thanks to Yao Chuanqi's lawsuit today, otherwise I would still be deceived like a blind and deaf person." In the drum, even if someone plots against him one day, it is still unknown if he loses this world."

Qi Zhan sighed, "I'm afraid I'm just a fool at this point."

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows and said noncommittally: "Even if everyone in the world has a muddled heart and is blinded by lard, your exquisite emperor's heart cannot be dyed in two colors."

Qi Zhan glanced at him curiously, and it was not hard to hear the admiration he expressed for himself. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Have so much confidence in me? If one day I lose this world, I will be handed over to Conglong Kicked off the chair, will you still accompany me like this?"

Although it was mostly a joke, it also concealed a bit of sincerity, carefully probing, Qi Zhan couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but kept his face calm, pursing his lips and smiling at the young man who curled his lips.

"No." Qi Yu didn't give him any face, and rejected him coldly.

Qi Zhan's heart sank, the smile on his face could no longer be maintained, no matter how he suppressed the chill in his heart, the corners of his stiff lips still drooped tenaciously, without saying a word, he stared at him coldly, clenched his fists, his joints Creaking.

The atmosphere became extremely silent for a moment, revealing a strong sense of oppression.

Cao Deyi's heart was in his throat in an instant, his heart was beating like thunder, like a group of demons dancing wildly. He was shocked by the undisguised murderous aura around the emperor, and there was a gloomy coldness in his bones.

He regretted not falling, so he shouldn't have come here to give the portrait of the murderer at this time. Who would have expected that this evildoer would openly reject the emperor's euphemistic confession, and he was so categorical, without giving the emperor any face.

He is really an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf who can only share wealth but not adversity.

For a moment, I spurned myself again, the emperor was just a metaphor, and there will never be that day.

Qi Yu threw the portrait in his hand onto the head of the wooden man Cao Deyi, as if he didn't see the coldness in Qi Zhan's eyes that could not be suppressed like a poisonous snake, Qi Yu put his hand on his forehead, his hand was cold, and the chill flowed smoothly Drilling his fingertips into the bones, Qi Yu sneered: "There are no eggs in a nest, and your life will be gone at that time. What can I do? It's better to stab me with a knife than to live like a bastard." Let me go down to accompany you." White fingers slowly moved down his angular face, the fingertips lifted his chin, and his voice suddenly raised: "You Qi Zhan sat on the dragon chair for a day, I Qi Zhan Yu will try his best to defend your country and society, and will not allow anyone to beat your ass and get off the dragon chair. If that day comes, I will definitely block and kill gods and Buddhas, and turn the world upside down."

Pointing on Qi Zhan's cold lips, as tender as peeling an onion: "Wearing a battle robe, I will kill the Quartet for you, put on a fancy dress, and come to the emperor's dragon bed."

Quiet like a palace sitting in a tomb, echoing the young man's rhetoric, Qi Zhankong was miraculously healed when he fell into a painful heart. Vigorous vitality flowed from the inside to the outside, boiling blood roared in his limbs and bones, and his hands were out of control Put it in the frenzied and roaring heart, a square inch of heart that was vacant, now it is filled to the brim, it can no longer accommodate anything, it is sour and warm, only the gorgeous face in front of me is in my eyes and my heart The young man slowly closed his eyes. Under the smiling eyes of the young man, it was like a beast on the verge of death smelling delicious meat in the middle of the night. He violently threw the young man to the ground, and the two of them hit the bluestone floor heavily. At the same time, he let out a muffled groan, and Qi Zhan kissed the lips that made him both love and hate.

Qi Yu laughed loudly, opened his lips, let him drive straight in, clasped the back of his head firmly with his palm, and pushed towards himself, deepening the rough and manic kiss. The two were like two ferocious beasts that would not admit defeat, tearing at each other, as if To dismantle each other's bones and swallow them raw, and not allow others to get their hands on them, the faint smell of blood permeates each other's mouths.

Cao Deyi was jolted awake by the sudden impact. He took down the portrait on his head tremblingly, looked up, and gasped. Last moment, he seemed like an enemy of a hundred generations, wanting to kill each other. At this moment, he rolled together like a raging fire. I can't help but slander, the emperor's heart, the sea needle, he and other eunuchs really don't understand these feelings and loves, love wants to live, hate wants to resemble, it's really complicated.

Secretly muttering, evildoers are indeed evildoers, a born goblin reincarnated, one word makes people angry, one word makes people laugh, this ability is beyond the reach of my father-in-law, and he can only look after him, thousands of words turned into a sentence of admiration.

The kiss like a storm burned the sanity of the two of them, Qi Zhan's tongue was wrapped in the wind, and Qi Yu's soft and sweet inner wall was captured, and he attacked the city back and forth, never letting go of a little bit of his city, Qi Yu The vines that seemed to be dripping with emerald green wrapped around his body at a glance, wrapped around the tip of his tongue and sucked hard, until the lips and tongue of the two were numb, and there was a dull pain. Only then did the two tightly entangled gasp for breath Separate slowly.

Qi Zhan pulled him up from the ground, wrapped him in his arms, and lightly pecked the other party's red, swollen and alluring lips. The sweetness in his heart overflowed uncontrollably. He glanced at the watery eyes, bowed his head and pecked again. At one point, Qi Yu opened his lips and gasped for breath, and was irritated by him again and again, and glared at him, but Qi Zhan was very excited, completely ignoring his angry eyebrows and eyes, stealing fragrance one after another Success: "I'm lucky."

"If I lose it, I will ruin it." Qi Yu bit him impatiently, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Such a fierce, ferocious and tyrannical character really makes people have a headache, but it also makes him obsessed and sinking.

Qi Zhan laughed mockingly, he was not like this, if the young man betrayed him, no matter how painful it was, he would never allow him to abandon him and go away.

Perhaps the cruel and cold blood that is unique to the Qi family flows in the bones of both of them, and the true nature hidden in the depths is so similar.

Cao Deyi took a careful look at the two people who were huddled together, and glanced at the portrait in his hand when he had nothing to do. , the handsome man in the painting has two similarities with the emperor. If you take a closer look, the smiling eyes, upturned lips, and soft face truly render a gentle and handsome man.

Secretly exhaled, tsk tsk said, the emperor is really a master who is not afraid of making troubles, and even brought that person into it.

"Send it here for your emperor to appreciate my little uncle's masterpiece." Qi Yu smiled slyly.

Cao Deyi immediately sent it to Qi Zhan, Qi Zhan rubbed his brows, and gave Qi Yu, who was laughing like a villain, a chestnut: "Little uncle also ate the gall of a leopard, so he put a plate of dirty water in spite of himself. Put it on King Rui's head."

A mocking smile appeared on Qi Yu's face: "It's obviously a basin of fine nectar and jade dew, give him a bath and cleanse himself." It's really cheap for him, after all, fairy water is hard to find.

Qi Zhan sneered, things were snowballing, and he didn't know how many forces could be disrupted and reshuffled this time.