Beauty is sick

Duan Xiheng covered the wound on his head with a handkerchief, his eyes were red with anger, and he sat at the gate of the theater, staring at the people around him.

Ford went to find Feng Tingyu, leaving him alone.

The people who came to listen to the opera finished picking up the money, and those who wanted to leave were all blocked in the theater by Duan Xiheng: "Don't even think about running away. When Feng Tingyu comes over, I will kill you all!"

He spoke so aggressively and blocked the door to prevent people from leaving, which caused many people's hearts to be shaken again, and their faces became a lot ugly.

In the entire theatre, only Pei Zhe's table remained calm, as if it hadn't been affected in any way.

While chewing peanuts, Pei Zhe asked, "Why do you suddenly want to make a move?"

Jin Lingjiu paused: "It's just that he doesn't like it."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Pei Zhe said with a smile, "This one is not pleasing to the eye, but a lot of money was wasted."

It was Jin Lingjiu who threw the silver just now, and he was also the one who threw the plate.

Ford soon brought the wind and rain.

Feng Tingyu was wearing a military uniform, with a serious expression, seeing the blood on Duan Xiheng's head from a distance, he frowned: "Why did Your Highness come to such a place?"

He is busy with too many things every day. The half-grown Ninth Prince sneaked out of the royal court and ran to him, not to mention how troublesome it is. As long as Duan Xiheng is another prince who is not favored, he will kill him. Packed and threw it back.

Seeing him coming, Duan Xiheng immediately pointed at the people in the theater, and said angrily: "Feng Tingyu, people here dare to frame me and seriously hurt me, I order you to kill them all!"

The people in the theater panicked when they saw Feng Tingyu, who was full of evil spirits.

There may be some people who don't know the Ninth Prince, but in Baihua City, there is no one who doesn't know Feng Ting Yu.

The general from Shangzhou City is ruthless. He has a team of wolf divisions under his command. He is invincible in every attack and has won many battles. Even the royal family has to give three points of respect. No one dares to underestimate him.

Unexpectedly, this young boy can really call Feng Tingyu, it seems that he is undoubtedly the Ninth Prince Duan Xiheng.

Feng Tingyu had displeasure on his brows, but he didn't try to hide it. Even when facing the prince, he didn't try to flatter him like other subjects.

He passed Duan Xiheng, looked into the theater garden, fixed his eyes on the troupe master accurately, and asked, "What happened?"

Duan Xiheng saw that he ignored him, and thought of the grievance he suffered just now, his heart and eyes were full of anger, and he shouted: "Can't you hear what my prince said?! I want you to kill them all!"

Ford, who was standing at the side, couldn't help crying, but because of Feng Tingyu's frightening expression, he didn't dare to go forward rashly, but quietly gave Duan Xiheng a wink, hoping that he could calm down as soon as possible.

The originally noisy theater became completely silent, and everyone was silent, not daring to make a sound.

Feng Tingyu raised his eyelids: "Your Highness probably listened too much to the opera, so I can't remember where I have been. This is not the royal court, this is Baihua City."

Duan Xiheng's face darkened completely: "What do you mean?"

"Bai Hua City is no better than Wang Ting. The folk customs here are tough. If you offend His Highness in any way, you have to be patient." Feng Tingyu raised his hand and waved, "Come two people, take Your Highness back to treat the wound."

As soon as he finished speaking, two people stepped forward, one on the left and the other on the right, supporting Duan Xiheng.

"Bold! Feng Tingyu, you are presumptuous! Let me go quickly, you are despising the royal family, I want to tell my father!"

Feng Tingyu said "Yes" indifferently: "If your Highness wants to see the king, you must cooperate well and heal your injuries."

Duan Xiheng: "...the wind listens to the rain, you should die!"

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Feng Tingyu's cold face, Ford's heart tightened, and he hurriedly followed, coaxing Duan Xiheng to prevent him from swearing more.

After the people left, the troupe master of the theatrical garden took a step forward and told what had happened respectfully: "General, we have blind eyes and failed to take good care of the Ninth Prince, causing him to conflict with others. Please ask the general to make amends."

Although he said that he had offended the Ninth Prince, his words were full of respect for the person in front of him, as if compared to Duan Xiheng, listening to wind and rain is more noble.

"Okay, it's not a big deal, don't sing for a few days." Feng Tingyu looked around, his eyes stopped on a person in the corner who was eating something, and squinted, "The rest of the people Go away."

When the class leader mentioned that the Ninth Prince had a conflict with others, he quietly looked in Pei Zhe's direction.

Feng Tingyu didn't ignore this point, he didn't bring too many people here today, after the two left with Duan Xiheng on his back, there were still two people following him.

With his right hand on the short knife at his waist, he raised his foot and walked towards the corner where Pei Zhe was.

No one dared to stop him, the opera listeners ran away in a hurry, and the opera singers quickly packed up their belongings under the command of the troupe master, wishing to leave here in the next second.

"Look at the clothes you two are wearing, is it from it?"

Feng Tingyu is a main combat faction and looks down on people from the Central Plains. Since he came to Baihua City, there has been more or less regional discrimination here. Most people in the city wear foreign costumes, or at least the clothes and accessories have local colors, like Pei Zhe It is completely in the Central Plains costume like Jinling Jiu, which is rare.

Pei Zhe ate the last peanut, and patted the red skin on his hand: "That's right, the two of us have traveled all over the three cities of Kyushu, and only Baihua City, the capital of porcelain, is left, so come here to see it."

Feng Tingyu's face sank, and a pair of tiger eyes had a faint glint.

The Three Cities of Kyushu refers to the scenery of the Central Plains. Baihua City was originally one of the three cities, but after that incident happened, the city was destroyed and people died.

Feng Tingyu's eyes are poisonous, and he can see that the two people in front of him are not ordinary people: "What do you call them?"

Pei Zhe rolled his eyes and introduced: "I'm going to Jin Zhe, this is my elder brother, Jin Pei."

Jin Lingjiu's fingertips trembled, but he remained silent.

"Jin Zhe, Jin Pei..." Feng Tingyu sat down on the empty bench and put the knife on the table, "Brothers, you two don't look alike."

Pei Zhe casually said: "It doesn't look like it?"

As soon as Feng Tingyu raised his hand, the two people behind him stepped forward one after another: "The two of them are brothers, and this is how they look alike."

Pei Zhe: "..."

The two people following him were not only brothers, but also twins, except for their different clothes and braids, they were the same everywhere.

"You have been staying in the small country of Fanbang, and you may not have a lot of knowledge. You have never seen people as outstanding as the two of us." Pei Zhe pointed to the empty plate on the table and smiled slowly, "A good-looking person like us People, it must be because of relatives, by the way, do you know what it means to be related to relatives?"

Feng Tingyu didn't understand the Central Plains people's thoughts going around, but also understood the sarcasm in his words, and his face turned dark immediately.

Pei Zhe was still talking slowly, as if he couldn't see his anger: "Read more books yourself, the culture of the Central Plains is extensive and profound, and you can see it."

A group of people left the theater, Feng Tingyu gave some instructions to the twin brothers, and then rode away.

The twins held Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu and pushed them outside.

From the moment the wind listened to the rain to the moment he left the theater, Jin Lingjiu didn't say a word. He tilted his head to look at the happy Pei Zhe beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Is this your idea?"

Pei Zhe blinked: "What do you think of this idea?"

Jin Lingjiu looked at the ropes tied around the hands of the two of them, feeling uneasy.

Pei Zhe leaned closer to him: "I deliberately provoked Feng Tingyu, and asked him to arrest the two of us. If we don't enter the tiger's den, there will be no tiger cubs. I think the person who sent the letter to us has something to do with him."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Seeing them whispering together, the twin brothers shouted, "Shut up! Separate!"

Scattered pedestrians on the street looked sideways at them and shook their heads regretfully.

The twin brothers are Feng Tingyu's right-hand man, and everyone can tell at a glance who ordered Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu to be arrested.

In Baihua City, no matter whether you have committed anything or not, as long as you offend Feng Tingyu, you will surely die.

Over the past few days, I don't know how many people have been taken away, but it's a pity that these two men, with such good-looking faces, don't live long.

Pei Zhe didn't know what other people were thinking. It was the first time he was looked at with regretful eyes, and he was a bit novel. He wanted to chat with Jin Lingjiu, but because he was staring at their twin brothers closely, he had to put The words were swallowed back.

As we walked, there were fewer and fewer people, and the surroundings became quiet.

It was almost dark, the twin brothers looked at each other, took out a cloth to cover the eyes of Pei Zhe and Jin Lingjiu, and then dragged them to continue walking.

Pei Zhe didn't panic, and calmly counted how many steps he took in his heart.

After the vision is stripped, other sensations will become more obvious. After walking for a while, there are some rustling sounds in my ears. The small voices are infinitely amplified, and I can vaguely hear that someone is talking.

"Squeak - squeak -"

Before Pei Zhe could react, he was pushed forward by a strong force, and finally stood still, and there was a sound of locking behind him, and then the sound of footsteps walking farther and farther away.

It should be the twin brothers who left.

With his eyes covered, Pei Zhe subconsciously turned his head around, his tone a little anxious: "Jinling Jiu, are you there?!"

There was no answer, and he felt a little panic in his heart for no reason.

"Don't panic, I'm here."

The voice came from the right, Pei Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly leaned towards him: "How are you, are you okay?"

Jin Lingjiu smiled lightly: "It's okay, were you in a hurry just now?"

"No." Pei Zhe sighed with relief, "If something happens to you, I can't explain it."

The surroundings are very quiet, with occasional slight noises, which inexplicably give people a gloomy feeling.

Jin Lingjiu didn't answer the question, and after a long time, he said softly, "I can't explain to anyone?"

There was a vague inquiry in his tone, as if he had been struggling for a long time before asking.

Pei Zhe was silent for a while, and asked without answering, "Have you taken off the cloth strips from your eyes?"

"No." Jin Lingjiu didn't hold on to the question just now, "What about yours?"

"Me neither. I don't know where this place is. I always feel weird. It's not suitable to stay for a long time. Take off the cloth first, and then make plans." Pei Zhe paused and asked, "The two of us My hands are all tied up, I can't reach the cloth strips, how about helping each other?"

Jinling Jiu's long finger moved slightly, and retracted the blade: "How can we help each other?"

Pei Zhe: "Use your mouth."