I want it all

The cold wind in late autumn swept in, with continuous cold rain, and swept away the fallen leaves on the streets of Chang'an.The gurgling water trickles down from high places, and the shops along the street either put down their curtains to shelter from the rain, or close their wooden doors to shelter from the wind.

Only the Yufeng Building is still open to welcome guests, and the newly hung lanterns are fluttering in the wind and rain.The eaves are wide and long, which can barely cover the autumn rain and prevent it from falling into the house, but the cold wind is hard to resist, and the bleakness enters the house.

Shen Feiyun held an umbrella with a sky-blue background and white cloud patterns, and wore a white-bottomed, blue-pattern robe, and Shi Shiran walked into the Yufeng Building.

"Second Master Shen." The moment he entered, Hao Ren, the clerk, came up to him, took the silkworm umbrella, and led him up to the sixth floor.

Hao Ren said softly: "The son arrived half a month ago, and he talks about the second master every day."

He is a smart man, and he can only point to the point. If some words are said too much, they will be inaccurate, which is particularly annoying.

Shen Feiyun nodded, supposedly to be a little bit happier, but now he just smiled lightly, without much joy on his face.

Hao Ren looked at his words and asked, "Second Master also has something to worry about?"

He originally thought that he would be perfunctory, but unexpectedly Shen Feiyun turned his head and smiled at him: "Everyone has troubles, I'm not a god."

Hao Ren also smiled: "Second master is no different from a god."

These words were spoken from the bottom of the heart, with Shen Feiyun's unique appearance and aristocratic air, his temper was rare, and he chatted and laughed with his servants, even a fairy might not be so kind.

These few words were enough. Hao Ren didn't speak anymore. He just held the candlestick and quietly illuminated the way ahead. He soon reached the sixth floor.

"It's still the same place." Shen Feiyun said with emotion, walking to the end of the corridor, thinking about meeting his old friend soon, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

The moment he raised his hand to knock on the door, the cold wind howled and the wooden window at the end was blown open.He looked up a few times, then turned around and pushed open the wooden door.

"Shen Er!" Jian Yishan lay on the couch in the corner, looked up at Shen Feiyun, and poured another sip of alcohol into his mouth after speaking.

Incense charcoal was burning in the stove in the house, the windows were closed with wooden bolts, and the wick was burning.

Hao Ren put the umbrella inside the door, closed the door gently and left.

Shen Feiyun finally felt a bit of warmth, stretched his waist, and said with a smile: "The last time I saw you, it was Jinling No.1 in my arms. Today, I made Hongying drunk for you. It's really a blessing."

When Shi Hongying heard her name, she sat up from Jian Yishan's arms, and said coldly: "If you envy him as a scoundrel, you can come to my arms as much as you want, my sister loves you."

This kind of teasing was nothing at all, but Shen Feiyun frowned like a frightened bird, and even forgot the next joke.

After Shi Hongying was hangover, her head was dizzy, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to rub it, she didn't see Shen Feiyun fight back for a while, then she raised her head, with a bit of surprise in her eyes.

"Why did you change your temper today and be willing to be a lover, and you can't even answer my non-painful words?"

Shen Feiyun was silent for a moment, with a tired tone in his tone: "I'm not a romantic person, I don't talk romantic words."

As soon as these words came out, even Jian Yishan, who was asleep with his eyes closed, couldn't help getting up, and stared at Shen Feiyun as if he was looking at a monster.

"What?" Jian Yishan put down the jug and began to put on shoes and socks.

"No problem..." Shen Feiyun took a piece of jade from his waist and threw it over, "This is what you want, go and give it to whoever old friend you don't know, okay?"

After finishing speaking, he walked to the bed and sat down, paused for a moment, and asked, "Is this bed clean?"

"I always sleep on the couch, no one rests on the bed, and all the sheets, bedding, and pillowcases have been washed and replaced by someone." Jian Yishan can't laugh or cry, his friend is very clean, although he doesn't show it to outsiders, he always dislikes things in front of acquaintances. Served very well.

"That's good." Shen Feiyun nodded, took off his coat and boots, and was about to fall asleep.

However, Jian Yishan suddenly swept away the previous slump, looked radiant, sat down on the side of the bed, and said excitedly: "You are half a month behind the schedule, and you said something inexplicable, did something happen to you?"

"I found someone, but he ran away." Shen Feiyun covered the quilt and closed his eyes.

"Male and female."

"male."

"Brother, you..." Jian Yishan's eyes became indescribable, with a trace of embarrassment on his face, "No wonder we have known each other for more than ten years, and I haven't seen you fall in love with any woman..."

Shen Feiyun was poked at the center of the matter, opened his eyes, but still pretended to be angry and funny, and said helplessly: "The person I'm talking about is Su Lang, you only have love and love in your mind, and you can think wrongly."

"So it was him." Jian Yishan touched his nose, "It sounds like you have found his whereabouts, how is he now?"

Shen Feiyun pursed his lips, and pondered: "It's useless to talk to you."

Jian Yishan laughed, and couldn't help shaking her head. It seems that everyone has troubles, and they are still the kind that are not humane.It's just that he and Shen Feiyun knew each other well, and talked about almost everything, and there were very few such moments.

This Su Lang is also a man of God, Shen Feiyun has always been heartless, and he even frowns because of a man.

Talking about Su Lang, Jian Yishan restrained his expression and asked, "Is there any movement in Liuxiu City?"

Shen Feiyun folded his hands in front of his chest, and when he heard this question, he subconsciously tapped his index finger, which was a sign of his thinking.

After a long time, he replied, "Maybe."

Jian Yishan turned her head and glanced at Shi Hongying.

Shi Hongying shrugged, leaned cross-legged on the brocade quilt, picked up a jug of wine and began to drink drunk, as if she stayed out of the matter, without asking a word.

Shen Feiyun stopped what he was doing, and said slowly: "I only know that Zuichunlou is divided into two factions, Lu Qingdong opposes the Holy Fire Sect, and Lu Yueran has close contacts with He You from the Holy Fire Sect." Having said that, he paused slightly, then continued He came to a conclusion, "No matter what, they have something to do with Jian Yichen."

"I heard that the head of the Sacred Fire Cult was killed by He You..." Jian Yishan was thoughtful.

Shen Feiyun interrupted: "It has nothing to do with He You, Mi Le was killed by Su Lang. The Sacred Fire Cult has looted countless gold and silver treasures in recent years, but they are often protected by people, presumably there are people behind them.

"The dispute between Mi Le and He You is becoming increasingly fierce. He You is not a short-sighted person, and he is grateful for Mi Le's support and support. The internal conflict between the two can only be due to differences..."

Shi Hongying put down the jug, raised her hand to wipe her red lips, and said recklessly: "Mi Le has contacts with the prince and his party, this matter is tacitly understood by the people in the court, it seems that He You is climbing another branch."

Jian Yishan responded immediately: "It seems that this Gao Zhi is Jian Yichen. I didn't expect this kid to have contacts with the Holy Fire Cult. He is really determined to grab the position of the crown prince."

Shen Feiyun let out a long sigh, and said surprisingly: "You never thought about taking the crown prince's position?"

"Hey!" Jian Yishan raised his hands and hurriedly shook his head, "Please forgive me, my small body can't bear the bloody storm."

Shi Hongying laughed loudly, turned over and got out of bed, and began to put clothes on her body one by one.

Not long after, the wooden door slammed loudly, and the heavy footsteps rattled in the corridor, getting lighter and lighter until they disappeared in the stairwell.

Jian Yishan was puzzled, looked at Shi Hongying's leaving back, and said strangely: "What's wrong with her, she was fine before, and we didn't say anything excessive..."

"Perhaps." Shen Feiyun smiled slightly.

"Today is really weird. Hongying is weird, and you are even weirder." Jian Yishan looked down at Shen Feiyun for a while, touched his chin and said, "I haven't seen you for half a year, you seem to have matured a lot."

Shen Feiyun said relaxedly: "You are very noisy, I just want to sleep peacefully."

Jian Yishan heard the words, and almost slapped him on the shoulder. She kindly reserved a bed for him, but she even despised him for being talkative.

"Shen Feiyun, what medicine did you take wrongly today? You have to squeeze out every sentence, but you still don't want to listen to me."

Shen Feiyun opened his eyes, staring straight at Jian Yishan, with a lot of turmoil in his heart.

His eyes had hooks and knives, and Jian Yishan was so hairy that he couldn't help rubbing goosebumps by mistake.

"Sure enough..." Shen Feiyun shook his head and frowned.

Sure enough.

Logically speaking, he and Jian Yishan couldn't be more acquainted. If they want to say the word "friend", they have long been able to afford it.No matter how you are with Jian Yishan, you don't feel like you have a tacit understanding.

If Jian Yishan had done what Su Lang did to him when he was parting, then he would have drawn his sword to face him.

"Let me ask you a question." Shen Feiyun stared at the top of the bed and said with a headache, "If I regard you as a confidant, I will feel extremely happy to see you, and I just want to travel around the mountains and rivers with you, and I can't remember the troubles of the world. But you did something extremely intimidating to me, and after I hated you, I felt I could forgive you. What kind of friendship is this?"

Jian Yishan jumped off the bed as if seeing a ghost, her brows were condensed into twists.

Shen Feiyun didn't wait for an answer for a long time. Turning his head, he saw that the other party was extremely entangled. He stumbled at him and said, "I didn't expect you...you actually have such... such thoughts towards me..."

After the entanglement, Jian Yishan regarded death as home, and said: "I am really unwilling to give up on you, brother. If you really have strange thoughts about me, I... I'm sorry, I still can't do it."

What is this all about?

Shen Feiyun's face darkened, and he said with a smile: "I mean if, and the you I'm talking about is not the real you, it's just someone else."

Jian Yishan came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and said, "That's right, I never did anything intimate with you, it scared me a lot."

Shen Feiyun's heart sank more and more.

He lifted the quilt, walked towards Jian Yishan with a cold face, pinched the other person's shoulders, and asked in a low voice: "Do you really think this is a strange thought? This can't be a confidant, but another self in the world..."

"Are you not sick?" Jian Yishan said with a bitter face, "You also know that there is a kind of person who has the habit of cutting off their sleeves. If you are really a man who is very happy when you see it, you don't have to deceive yourself and others by saying that you are a confidant, half-length, etc. .”

Shen Feiyun took a deep breath, his knuckles seemed to be pinched into Jian Yishan's shoulders.

"It hurts!" Jian Yishan reminded aloud that his internal strength was no match for Shen Feiyun's, and his shoulders were about to be crushed.

Shen Feiyun woke up like a dream, and was about to let go when he noticed someone outside.He immediately hugged Jian Yishan and rolled on the spot, hiding behind the screen.

After a few loud bangs, a young man in a red dress was sitting on the broken wooden window with a nine-section whip in his hand.He smiled with two deep dimples, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he was quite beautiful and lively.

Mo Tingfeng quickly shattered the screen with a nine-section whip, looked at the two people embracing on the ground, and asked with a smile:

"What are you guys doing? Looks like fun, can you add me?"