I see how charming the emperor is

The Xuanwu Gate is closed tightly, and the only way to escape is by crossing the city wall.

Xiao Che was caught in the fight again and again, and his internal energy was exhausted, so he had no choice but to run to the depths of the tunnel.

The figure melted into the moonlight, Xiao Che flew over the eaves and walls, but he still couldn't get rid of those tails.

There was silence in the palace, and all the palaces were plunged into darkness, like a giant beast that could devour everything.

Chasing him closely, Xiao Che had no choice but to fly and hide in a palace.

This palace was unguarded, it should be an empty palace, Xiao Che walked in generously, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.

The people behind caught up, whispering softly,

"He seems to have entered the Tai Chi Hall."

"Crazy, kill yourself."

Glancing at the Tai Chi Hall in the darkness, dozens of people left quickly. Without their hands, this person would not survive tomorrow.

Tai Chi Temple?

The place where the little emperor lives is so evil?

Xiao Che secretly laughed in his heart, he is not afraid of evil spirits from all directions, but is he afraid of a living person?

hiss--

His abdomen was cut open by them, and his arms and shoulders were shot with three arrows. Xiao Che was struck by pain, and he couldn't laugh even if he wanted to.

The arrow rain was pulled out abruptly, blood gushed out, and the hall was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The expensive and delicate carpet was stained by him, Xiao Che planned to move somewhere, but the rustling of the quilt in the inner room made him freeze in place.

Chu Yan in his sleep was extremely restless, his mind was filled with memories from the past, playing with his fragile and sensitive nerves again and again.

With the smell of blood in his nostrils, Chu Yan unconsciously clenched the corner of the quilt with his palms, as if he could find a moment of peace.

The head that rolled off the dragon chair looked at him with its eyes open, and the golden dragon chair was covered with blood.

Above the main hall, there were dead bodies of garrison soldiers all over the place. His father held the sword and cut off the head of the third uncle without hesitation. The desire and madness in his eyes made one feel chilling.

The movement in the inner room is getting louder and louder, it is better to take the initiative to attack than to sit and wait.

Although Xiao Che was seriously injured, he was able to find a sleeping spot with ease.

The censer burns with soothing spices, but it cannot cover up the heavy blood in the hall.

Xiao Che moved to the inner room, and lightly embraced the bead curtain, under the bright yellow bed curtain, lay an extremely restless person.

In the dream, Chu Yan was sitting on a dragon chair in the dragon robe and jade crown, and a masked man in black came with a sword and pointed at his heart.

With a dull pain in his chest, Chu Yan pulled off his mask in disbelief.

What he saw was Xiao Che's face.

Leaning forward a little bit, Xiao Che held his breath and concentrated, and the moment his body bent down, he suddenly met a pair of blood eyes.

Chu Yan was deeply in a nightmare, completely out of reason, quickly turned over and put the person under him, and stretched out his hand to choke the person's neck.

Xiao Che is so big, he has always been the one who pinches other people's necks, and this is the first time someone pinched his throat.

His pale face turned red in an instant, Xiao Che stretched out his hand and slashed at the back of Chu Yan's shoulder, but he saw through it.

Chu Yan, who was stupefied, shot very quickly, and his fighting power was far superior to Xiao Che's.

"Don't you want to kill me? Come on, I want you to kill me. If you all want me to die, I will let you go to hell first!"

Chu Yan's eyes were blood red, his whole body was pressing down on Xiao Che, and his hands were desperately exerting force.

In the darkness, even if Xiao Che couldn't recognize Chu Yan's appearance, this voice was enough to surprise him.

That young man in red in Wanhualou is actually the current Young Emperor!

Xiao Che couldn't take care of that much right now, the oxygen was thin, he was almost strangled to death.

Arching his knees, Xiao Che used all his strength to strike Chu Yan hard in the lower abdomen.

Taking advantage of the time when he was in pain, Xiao Che turned around and pressed Chu Yan under him, shackling his restless hands.

There is no solution to the Udala flower poison in the world, but if he is allowed to go crazy, it is very likely that the garrison will be recruited.

Xiao Che weighed the pros and cons, and took out Luo Erdan from his bosom, and stuffed it directly into Chu Yan's mouth.

Although Luo Hedan can detoxify thousands of poisons, it can only suppress the toxicity of the flower poison and make him wake up from his madness.

The mad Chu Yan was so powerful that he threw Xiao Che off the bed with a wave of his hand.

Landing on his back, touching the wound, Xiao Che's face was pale under the mask.

This person is still as ignorant as ever.

The blood red in his pupils gradually dissipated, and Chu Yan regained his consciousness, staring blankly at the messy mattress in front of him.

What did he do?

And his obscene clothes, which were crumpled, glanced at the aggrieved Xiao Che on the ground.

Chu Yan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he is forcing someone to the Overlord's bow?

Xiao Che: Wronged?Obviously gnashing of teeth.

The wound was torn open again, and the blood gushed even more fiercely. Xiao Che was still unhealed from the wind and cold, and he fell on Chu Yan again.

Luo Hedan was so hard to get gold, so he gave it to him, but he was kicked out of bed, and his head hurt from anger.

Vision began to blur, Chu Yan's figure split into several, Xiao Che blinked, but still couldn't resist the weakness, and passed out.

Um?fainted.

Chu Yan jumped off the bed and squatted beside Xiao Che, tsk tsk, this injury is really serious.

As if he had stuffed himself with a pill, Chu Yan slammed his mouth and poohed several times.

Don't be poisonous, the inspector said he was arresting someone in the palace, so he probably was the one.

Chu Yan leaned forward and poked his frowning brow with his fingertips.

This person's eyebrows and eyes are very good, like the spring daisy from distant mountains, neither thick nor light, it just fits his face perfectly.

However, it looked familiar.

Chu Yan was in high spirits, his eyebrows and eyes were so good, but he didn't know if his facial features were amazing.

Pulling off the mask, Chu Yan froze. How could it be a beauty in white clothes in the suburbs?

But this face was born to be very fond of him.

Forget it, since he saved his life, let's take him in for a night.

The main reason is that he is good-looking, and Chu Yan really couldn't bear to hand him over to the Supervision Department.

That place is not suitable for delicate beauties.

After treating the wound for him, Chu Yan hugged him on the bed. Chu Yan yawned, and he was already sleepy in the middle of the night.

As for the pill he gave himself, let's wait until he wakes up tomorrow, since there is more than one kind of poison in his body anyway.

Chu Yan subconsciously chose to believe him.

The dragon bed was huge, and Chu Yan pulled a brocade quilt for him, carefully avoiding his wounds, and wrapped him into a ball of zongzi.

He's grown so big, he hasn't served anyone yet.

However, he was good-looking, so he endured it.

There was a pillow in the middle, and Chu Yan pulled his brocade quilt over again, and the pillow fell on his shoulders, just facing Xiao Che's handsome face.

With his chin propped up, Chu Yan stared at his eyebrows, especially those eyes, which he always felt he had seen in another person.

When treating his wound just now, Chu Yan looked at the butterfly bone for a long time.

The disguised man in Wanhualou changed his appearance and voice, but his bones could not be changed.

It seems that we have to try it out.

Chu Yan took the copper beast's two-eared incense burner, and the green smoke drifted all over Xiao Che's body.

It is well known that this green wood fragrance has the effect of calming the mind, but once its fragrance is contaminated, it cannot be eliminated within three days.

Two days later, the palace examination will be held. If he is really the man who disguised himself in Wanhualou, Chu Yan will know the result just by smelling it.

The rooster crows at dawn, the morning light is faint, the rising sun breaks through the horizon, and the earth returns to the embrace of light.

Xiao Che was suffocated, he slept very restlessly, he always felt like a silkworm chrysalis, no matter what he couldn't break free from the shell.

Open your eyes, there are bright yellow curtains under the golden tent with flying flowers on the dome, pearls and jade are hanging before the collapse, and the room is peaceful and quiet.

Except for the steady breathing of the people around me.

Xiao Che got up quickly, but the quilt was wrapped too tightly, and he accidentally pulled the wound, causing Xiao Che to gasp in pain.

"Well, I don't want to get up early in the morning."

What is the most annoying thing in the morning.

Chu Yan turned over, facing the bewildered Xiao Che, stretched out his long legs, and directly pressed Xiao Che who was wrapped into a ball.

Um?It seemed to be pressed against something soft.

He always felt like he forgot something.

Opening his eyes bewilderedly, Chu Yan saw Xiao Che who was about to run away, and his consciousness suddenly became clear.

I want to run away after using it, how can there be such a cheap thing?

Xiao Che carefully moved away from Chu Yan's pressing thigh. His identity could not be revealed, so he had to leave as soon as possible.

"Want to run?"

Chu Yan just woke up, his voice was lazy and somewhat seductive.

After finally breaking free from the shackles of the brocade quilt, Xiao Che slashed with a knife, skillfully and neatly.

It was because Chu Yan went crazy last night that he had no power to fight back, but this time he won't miss it.

Chu Yan just before fainting: I don't know if I should say MMP or not.

Looking at the bandaged wound on his body, Xiao Che left some scraps of silver, which he regarded as his hard work last night.

However, just now he seemed to hear the sound of a bone hitting something hard.

It should be an auditory hallucination, Xiao Che didn't look back.

Taking advantage of the full daylight, Xiao Che flew over the eaves and walls to avoid the garrison who was changing positions.

When his body reached its limit, Xiao Che was a powerful bow, and he fell behind the door of Wanhua Tower.

Fortunately, there were not many people on the street in the early morning, and no one noticed the situation here.

Alan has been guarding in front of the Wanhua Building ever since she woke up, she doesn't know where Xiao Che has gone, but it's always right to wait here.

She believed that he would definitely come back!

"Owner!"

Alan hurriedly helped her up, the smell of blood irritated her nose.

Ah Lan shouted at Chen Cang who rushed out,

"Go and find Song Qingfeng."

Carefully helping the person onto the bed, Ah Lan filled water and put a hot towel on Xiao Che's forehead.

Glancing at the bowl of medicine that had already cooled down, Ah Lan stomped her feet and muttered, "I know what's wrong with my body, but I still don't want to take medicine."

Song Qingfeng was dragged and dragged out of the bed, his eyes were not fully opened, "I said you Tianji Pavilion, guarding a personal disciple of the genius doctor Gu Guzhu, you don't need to disturb my dreams early in the morning."

"If it weren't for this girl's good use of poison, I really don't need to invite you this time."

Alan weighed the porcelain bottle in his hand, which contained the five poison powder that could kill people in an instant.

Song Qingfeng was more than half dozed off, and smiled,

"You don't need Miss Alan to do anything, I'll do it."

People in the Tianji Pavilion, except for their frosty pavilion master and this Alan, the rest are very easy to get along with.

Glancing at the person above, Song Qingfeng raised his eyebrows,

"Hehe, your pavilion master also has this day."

Normally, Xiao Che acted like a stranger not to enter, but lying quietly like this was quite special.

Snapped--

Alan slapped him on the forehead,

"When you see a disease, you see the disease, don't think about those who have it."

"With such a hot temper, be careful not to get married."

Song Qingfeng received a slap, and all his thoughts were focused on feeling his pulse.

After pondering for a moment, Song Qingfeng curled his lips. He thought Xiao Che had some serious illness, but he gloated for a while, "No big problem, it will be fine after a few days of rest, but the medicine still needs to be taken."

As for whether Xiao Che drinks or not, that's none of his business.

It's all right.

A Lan heaved a sigh of relief, and tucked the quilt for Xiao Che, the brocade was stirred up, and the fragrance hit him.

Song Qingfeng frowned, the tip of his nose moved slightly,

"When did your master use Qingmuxiang?"

Didn't he always only use sandalwood?