Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

Shapi Lane is in the west of the city, close to the West Bridge, and going up is Changshou Mountain.Although the West Bridge is not as prosperous as the Baita Bridge in Jinmingchi, there are still noisy boats on the river at night.

Most of them are cargo ships, so it seems that the occasional one or two pleasure boats are particularly conspicuous.

Not long after entering the guild hall, a clever steward led the two of them into the soup room. Song Fuling seemed not used to being touched by strangers, and her face was rather stiff.

After holding back, I still couldn't help it: "When Tangquan is ready, you can go down and wait outside."

While speaking, Wen Sheng had already taken off his outer robe, leaving only the close-fitting middle garment.He didn't pay attention to the movement behind him, and went to check one of the pool eyes under the stage.

The medicinal materials are all soaked in advance, and the endless hot spring flows into the pool along the winding bamboo tubes, so you don't have to worry about cooling down at any time.

I heard the sound and tried the temperature of the water and the properties of the medicine, and it was indeed better than ordinary hot water at home.He got up and was about to ask someone to carry Song Fuling in, but found that there was nothing behind him, and Song Fuling sat neatly on the car seat with all his clothes on.

"Do you want to call someone?" Wen Sheng asked subconsciously.

"Isn't there?" Song Fuling replied with a smile.

The waiters have already retreated, and there are still those who can help change clothes. Who else can it be except for hearing the sound?

"..." Wen Sheng looked at Song Fuling in silence for a moment, but saw that he wasn't guilty at all, and was just waiting.

After a long time, Wen Sheng finally moved his feet: "Call Tang San to come in next time." The implication is that this time it will be forgotten.

Song Fuling could clearly see the helplessness in Wen Sheng's eyes, which made the expressionless look very interesting.He stretched out his hand to cooperate with the moment of hearing the sound, and his eyes also firmly grasped his face, as if trying to see other emotions.

It's just that he was disappointed, Wen Sheng still had that ice-cold face, even when he was picked up and put into the sink, his expression didn't change.

Song Fuling failed to play tricks, and pretended to be disappointed after entering the pool. She seemed to want to chat with Wen Sheng who was walking to the next pool eye, but Wen Sheng sank into the water wearing a coat.

He wondered: "Where is Tangquan soaked like this? At least you have to take off your shirt."

Wen Sheng had already put on a hot towel, and leaned against the pool with his head up: "I'm afraid I'll scare you."

"You're my brother, what's there to be scary about?" Song Fuling saw that he was still not moving, and she thought of teasing again: "Could it be that you feel guilty? Is there something ashamed to see people?"

Although the words were tactful, the narrowness in Song Fuling's eyes was shining brightly: "In the past, my brother and I used to spend a lot of time soaking in hot water together. Why can't we remember the past and the future, but our face has become thinner?"

Hearing the sound seemed unbearable, Youyou opened her eyes and took off the cloth towel on her forehead, raised her hand and took off her shirt.

Being so straightforward is not at all like a thin-skinned person.However, Song Fuling soon knew why she refused to take it off after hearing the sound.

Because what is exposed under the jacket is a body full of scars. Although it has long since healed, each wound is horribly hideous. The first time people see it, they can't help but imagine how it was when they were injured. Bone scars.

Song Fuling stared at the terrifying scene in front of her, and was speechless for a while.Something is blocking my chest so much that I can't get it out no matter what.

Hearing the sound, he sized up Song Fuling for a moment, knowing that he was frightened by the wound on his body, and then covered the coat again: "It's not very pretty, I'll put it on."

Song Fuling blinked, turned around with difficulty, and after a long time turned her head slightly to talk to Wen Sheng: "King Yi comes here every day, it's in Yayuan inside, but no one else is allowed to approach."

As if nothing happened just now, if you ignore the remaining hoarseness in his voice, you will really believe it.

After tying it up again, the voice also returned to calm: "At this time?"

"It will be later."

This topic seemed to be brought up casually, and Song Fuling didn't speak for a long time after talking about it.

The two brothers sat facing each other, and after a moment of silence, they heard the voice and asked: "Last time on the cruise, fortunately, Li Yan didn't succeed. Next time, if something happens, if the prince is involved, you must be more cautious."

Although it seems that the change of Xie Xun has not caused any real harm to them, but given that Song Fuling had a great impact on Xie Xun in the original "plot", it must be guarded against in the future.

It's not enough just to be on guard, he has to find a way to end his suspicion of Song Fuling.As for calculations, Wen Sheng certainly hoped that the fewer the better.

Hearing the sound, he intuited that the opportunity was in King Yi.

If Song Fuling heard this before coming in, Song Fuling could still listen to it.But after experiencing the horror and shock just now, it's hard for him to bear the resentment towards Emperor Qing and the Xie family: "Brother."

"Ok?"

"Have you ever thought about how far it will go?" Song Fuling stared at the candlelight on the wall in a daze, "Did you overturn the case or... overturned the word thank you on the dragon chair?"

It was unexpected that he could say such "rebellious" words so easily, and after realizing that no one was listening outside the door, he answered, "How do you choose?"

"If you like it, I'll fetch it for you." Song Fuling gently flicked the potion in the pool, and there was a soft sound of water in the room.

"I don't want to hide these words from you. I didn't have this plan before you returned to Shangjing, but the city of Shangjing has changed since you came back."

Song Fuling's voice revealed the coldness that Tang Quan couldn't warm up: "I don't like being led away, and I don't want to see the things in my hand being taken away again."

After 12 years of planning, I didn't expect to end up with nothing.What's more, now that her brother is back, Song Fuling never wants to watch him "die" again: "I will decide for you the throne of the Xie family."

How lucky Song Fuling was that her back was facing Wen Sheng at this moment, so that Wen Sheng would not see the bloodshot resentment in his eyes.He knew that his face must be extremely ugly at this moment.

The voice fell, and there was no opening for a long time after hearing the sound, and the room was a little abnormally quiet.

Song Fuling hesitated to turn around, and saw Wen Sheng leaning his head against the wall of the pool, as if closing his eyes and resting his mind: "Brother?"

He thought that Wen Sheng fell asleep, he sighed slightly and was about to turn around, but he heard Sheng Sheng's extremely sober voice suddenly sounded: "The case can be overturned, but the country can't be overthrown."

Whether it was Wen Sheng in the past or the current Wen Sheng, he would not easily choose to destroy the country. His original intention was to seek justice.Now is not the time to put all their eggs in one basket. At least according to Wen Sheng, their chances of winning are quite high now.

Song Fuling didn't think so: "Brother, if you want Wen's family to be truly innocent, isn't changing your name the safest way?"

"Short-sighted." Wen Sheng still didn't open his eyes: "How many people in the world will believe Zhaoxue who got it in this way? I heard that the dirty blood on the family's body is not washed away for a day, and it is a day of rebellion. Reverse, how many days will the obtained throne last?"

"But... I don't know how long it will take for Xie Zhiying to admit her mistakes..." Song Fuling was not reconciled.

"A Li," Wen Sheng finally moved, "You are not an impulsive person, when did you become so eager for quick success?"

"I...I just..." Song Fuling faltered, unable to explain why for a long while.

Wen Sheng said for him: "I know your worries, don't worry, I will be fine this time."

Although he overturned a lot of cars before, but now it is not what it used to be, how can he still let others mess around?

It's just that Song Fuling wanted to give up the idea of ​​rushing forward now. Hearing the sound, he pondered for a moment, looked at Song Fuling and asked seriously: "Is power the top position, or those things that can really affect power?"

Song Fuling frowned and pondered: "There are not a few heroes who coerced the emperor to make the princes in the past. I know what you mean. I am in a hurry."

If you want to solve the case, you have to be close to power, but you don't have to seize the position that symbolizes power.You must know that power is only a means to achieve an end at the beginning, but the closer you get, the easier it is to be confused by its appearance.

Obviously, Song Fuling has been shaken before, and this is understandable, after all, Song Fuling in the original plot was eventually reduced to a slave to power, and there is no sense of justice for revenge.

But now, before Song Fuling got involved in the vortex of power, Wen Sheng pulled him back to the dry shore in time.

This matter was revealed, and after a while Song Fuling talked about an interesting story about the two of them when they were young. Although she didn't remember hearing the sound, she listened very seriously.

Just when we were talking about the happy place, there was a burst of noisy footsteps from the outer corridor, passing by the door and gradually moving away until they disappeared in the inner Yayuan.

"It should be King Yi." Song Fuling said, "I heard that he will come every day at this time."

Not long after, the footsteps sounded again in the corridor, the difference was that this time it came from the direction of Yayuan.It was all the maidservants serving King Yi who were evacuated.

After soaking and hearing the sound, I couldn't help but have a doubt in my heart.The dignified prince didn't need anyone to wait on him when he bathed, and he wasn't even allowed to get close to him.

If outsiders are not allowed to serve, should there always be close family members?Hearing this thought, he asked, "Does King Yi have any family members? Why is he the only one here?"

"Of course there are," Song Fuling thumped her shoulder, "It's strange to say that there is only the princess in the family, she seems affectionate but likes to hang out in the flower streets and willow lanes, but she is not really a fool."

Hearing the sound, he asked again: "Have you never heard that King Yi has established a son?"

"Really not." Song Fuling took a deep breath: "Perhaps this is the retribution of their Xie family. The injustice caused by not distinguishing loyalty and traitors will eventually be repaid to the descendants. Emperor Qing lived and died, and King Yi was alone. I can't give birth either, heh..."

Wen Sheng didn't expect that there was such a secret in the backyard of the palace. Thinking of what Song Fuling said about Xie Miao's anomaly during the Lantern Festival, a thought suddenly appeared in Wen Sheng's mind: "Ah Li..."

However, the words were only interrupted by a bang, and then a warm yellow flashed on the window leaf, and the sound of the extinguishing of the fireworks passed through the window.

bang bang bang-

The sound of explosions quickly increased, one after another.

Song Fuling was aroused, and hurriedly asked to open the window: "Brother! Is there someone setting off fireworks on the river boat? I want to see!"

Because of the dense population in the city, it is stipulated that fireworks and firecrackers are not allowed to be set off in the city at any time except for large-scale festivals.

Hearing the sound, he was worried: "I'm afraid there will be wind at night..."

"It's all right," Song Fuling quickly waved his hands, "I think it's hot in the room, but I can still breathe."

Seeing his ruddy complexion, he felt relieved when he heard the sound, got up and opened the window facing the river, and the noise from the river was swept into the soup room instantly by the night wind.

The flower boat that set off the fireworks happened to be facing the open window, and one after another the fireworks rose to the sky one after another, competing to split into colorful flowers above the head, and the river and the surrounding buildings were also dyed in layers of splendor.

Many people have come out of the house.

Although fireworks are easy to be cold, they are superior in quantity.The entire West Bridge was brightly illuminated, and Wen Sheng and Song Fuling also took advantage of this to see the scene on the boat clearly. It was so crowded with people.

"I don't know which family's gentleman is so generous. It's rare to see such a magnificent scene in the west of the city," Song Fuling said, "It's thanks to me that brother can have such a good sight today."

Hearing that the corners of his lips moved slightly and he was about to speak, his gaze on the boat might as well be slightly concentrated.

The one big and one small at the bow surrounded by everyone looked like Ji Han and little Fusang.Little Fusang sat on Ji Han's shoulders, pointing his head up at the blooming fireworks above his head, smiling so hard that his teeth couldn't be seen, and it was rare for Ji Han to smile with sincerity.

Song Fuling also seemed to see something was wrong: "Huh? Is the little Fusang sitting on that person's shoulder? Is the mansion's guard carrying her?"

"It should be." Wen Sheng didn't look too much, and turned his gaze back to the pool.

I don't know why Ji Han took her to the remote west of the city. Could it be that he was afraid that he would find out?Wen Sheng thought of the bright smile on little Fusang's face just now, which Wen Sheng had never seen before, and thought that Ji Han was quite good at coaxing children.

It's not just little Fusang, from the past encounters with him, it can be seen that this brat really pleases girls.

Song Fuling at the side was still sighing: "Is this guard too close to little Fusang? Brother, you should pay more attention when you look back."

"It's nothing." Wen Sheng didn't care, "Fusang has been attached to him since he was a child."

Song Fuling felt a little uncomfortable, and the smile on his face faded by two points: "Oh."

After that, he didn't speak again.

Song Fuling's mood dropped slightly because of seeing the rising fireworks, so Song Fuling lay on the wall of the pool, looking at the flower boat in the distance through the steaming mist.

In a trance, I seemed to see a flame from far to near, and disappeared outside the left blind spot in the blink of an eye.

Song Fuling probed, and saw that the guard on the boat had put down the little Fusang, and was looking in the direction of the guild hall.

Not long after, the guard drove the crowd away, took the little hibiscus and hid in the cabin, and the flower boat turned around immediately.

hide?Why did he use that word?

Song Fuling didn't know why for a long time, and didn't know the reason until she heard the shouts of the servants outside——

"Come here! It's flooded! Go to Fengya Garden to save King Yi!"

"What? But wait! His Royal Highness King Yi has ordered you not to approach without authorization, so if you break in like this, I'm afraid..."

"The fire is about to shoot up into the sky. Is it fatal if you don't rush in at this time? There is no movement for such a long time, I'm afraid His Royal Highness Yi Wang has already fallen asleep..."

Song Fuling naturally heard these movements, but the other side heard the sound and had already got up and changed her robes, even tidying up for Song Fuling before the steward reported.

"It's not good, Mr. Song! I don't know why the Fengya Garden suddenly caught fire. For safety's sake, please don't stay too long, so as not to cause disaster."

Hearing the sound: "Has His Highness King Yi come out?"

"Someone has already knocked on the door..."

It's still locked?Hearing the sound, his eyes darkened, and he looked up anxiously: "Ying has a little knowledge of martial arts, and now the situation is critical and he doesn't care about His Highness's prohibition. Come in, pack Mr. Song's coat, and come to pick him up after I break through the gate of Yayuan." He's out."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the steward to agree, he put on his outer robe after soaking it in water and went to Fengya Garden.

"Hey! This..."

As the steward expected, King Yi had already fallen asleep in the inner room, it wasn't the one who heard the sound, and if he waited any longer, he might be in danger of fainting.

Even so, King Yi was a little unconscious when he came out.

Wen Sheng originally intended to step forward to help, but because of Xie Miao's hasty move, he dispelled the idea, and even pretended not to jump away to a far corner, and took Song Fuling to leave immediately when everyone was panicking.

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Ji Han: Not good, I'm going to be beaten, slipped away...