Lianhua Manlou

quiet, very quiet,

Hua Mancheng fell into darkness, opened his mouth in vain but couldn't make a sound.The air seemed to be gradually thinning and draining, the limbs became more and more limp, and even breathing became a luxury.Is he going to die here...

My head hurts. From the inside to the outside, there seems to be something cold and slippery flowing out of it. Is it an injury?Hua Mancheng stretched out his hand gropingly, then stopped suddenly, what is that? !A sharp and cold thing on his forehead almost pierced his fingers.

He trembled in horror, his eyes widened, at that moment his vision became extremely clear, he could even see clearly the lampstand that penetrated his brain, and there was even blood mixed with brain matter flowing down his Hands flowed down and dripped on his face! !This is his death in his previous life!

Hua Mancheng screamed, his whole body was twitching, he didn't want to die yet, didn't want to die......

"Help!" He opened his eyes suddenly, his whole body was dripping with cold sweat, the originally dim candlelight turned into a life-saving straw at this moment, his body was a little weak, and he stared blankly at the verdant tent, in a trance, not knowing what was going on.

"It seems that the sixth son is suffering from a nightmare." Someone chuckled lightly.

Hua Mancheng turned his head in a daze, and there was a handsome young man next to the bed. He had red lips, white teeth, sculpted eyebrows and bright eyes. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes are still filled with a faint smile, as if there is a whirlpool that wants to suck people in!

Hua Mancheng's heart skipped a beat, he sat up abruptly, and asked sharply, "Wang Lianhua, why are you here?"

Wang Lianhua smiled softly, "Young Master Liu was joking. I was invited by Young Master Liu to taste wine and appreciate the paintings. However, the owner passed out before seeing the paintings. Qitong just went to serve the soup to sober up." , it’s time to come back.”

As soon as the voice fell, Huamanlou came back, holding a golden tea tray filled with begonia-style carved lacquer, and a cup covered with lotus leaves was placed inside. Knowing that Huamancheng had woken up, he said with a smile, "Wake up quickly, in the past Claiming that you will never get drunk after a thousand cups is now a slap in the face."

Hua Mancheng was stunned, and asked hesitantly, "I...was drinking just now? Why don't I have any memory?"

Hua Manlou said helplessly, "Not only did you drink alcohol, but you also became insane. You kept pulling Lianhua to sing a little song. The song is strange, and I don't know where you heard it."

Hua Mancheng was suspicious and dubious.Naturally, there was nothing in his head, and he had no memory at all.But Hua Manlou was a person who never lied, let alone lie to him with such a thing, so he had no choice but to deal with it at the moment: "It's probably a little tune I heard from the edge of the desert."

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Hua Manlou thought he was tired, so she took Wang Lianhua back to her room to rest.

"Six Young Masters", the moment she stepped out of the room, Wang Lianhua suddenly turned her head and curled up her mouth, her eyes flickering and flickering.

"If you always have nightmares, why don't you order some Lingxi incense, and you must take care of your health."

Hua Mancheng was taken aback, but a chill ran down his spine.

"Heh, heh, haha..." Wang Lianhua laughed sullenly, intermittently, one after another, lying on her arms, revealing only a pair of gloomy and terrifying eyes, cold as blades, faintly bloodshot with a little madness .

He suddenly thought of Shen Lang again. He once sighed that he was Shengyu and Shengliang?Looking at it now, Wang Lianhua's step-by-step, intrigue, and sky-high heart are all a joke! He is destined to be defeated by Shen Lang, no matter how meticulous his strategy is, no matter how strong his martial arts are, he is still nothing but a book The supporting role in the novel, fate, has already been determined!As for Shen Lang, he is just a pawn at the mercy of others!

Wang Lianhua never expected to get such a shocking secret out of Hua Mancheng's mouth, but he believed in his soul-hunting technique, even if Hua Mancheng could fool himself, he would not be able to fool him!

So what if he was a doomed loser in his previous life?Since he appears here now, it is my fate!He wants to fight against God, God let him live, he, Wang Lianhua, wants him to die, God makes him fail, he just wants to succeed!

As for Huamancheng, Wang Lianhua narrowed her eyes slightly, he just wanted to spare his life, let him see with his own eyes the unchangeable fate he knew, it was nothing more than that in front of Wang Lianhua.Perhaps, Wang Lianhua sneered that he had already realized...

So what's next... Maybe it's even more interesting...

The imperial capital, an unknown courtyard on the outskirts,

Ye Gucheng was practicing swordsmanship, and he didn't have any fancy swordsmanship. He just simply raised his hand, swung his sword, chopping, chopping, stabbing, repeatedly, tirelessly.His sword is very fast, faster and faster every time, the faster it is, the colder it is, the colder it is, the sharper it is, unstoppable!

Gong Jiu stood watching from a distance, he was so engrossed, there was only that one figure in the center of his eyes, he was as graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a swimming dragon, even his body trembled unconsciously.I remember the first time I saw Ye Gucheng, he was sitting upright with his back facing him, with a tall and straight figure, wearing white clothes like snow on his body, when he turned around, those lonely and stern eyes were branded in the bottom of his heart just like that.

Gong Jiu once thought that she liked Shaman very much, because she was beautiful, proud, and as cold as ice, just like the ice flowers on the snowy peaks of high mountains, hard to tame, elusive and unattainable.More importantly, she was very similar to his long-dead mother. Although it was only similar in appearance, he was willing to give her something different.Sharman also used to like him very much, humble and careful, watching him with gentle eyes, until she found that her unique hobbies, her previous expectations, turned into disgust, and her love turned into hatred. In fact, her feelings were nothing more than So... Ye Gucheng is different!

Withdrawing the sword and sheathing it, Ye Gucheng let out a deep breath, turned around and saw Gong Jiu at a glance.

"Why don't you put on another piece of clothing?" Ye Gucheng frowned, and walked over slowly. Gong Jiu was only wearing a single piece of hibiscus snow brocade, holding his hand, it was really cold.

Gong Jiu laughed, "Your sword is very good!"

Ye Gucheng nodded, "Naturally." He has been practicing swords since he was a child, and he has been working hard every day. The hardships in it are not enough for outsiders. He is the sword, and the sword is him!He neither needs to be humble, nor does he need to be modest!

"How is Nan Wang's preparations?" Ye Gucheng asked as he walked.

Gong Jiu sneered, "It's a death penalty for a vassal king to enter the capital without permission. That old tortoise is shrinking its head and tail now and can't wait to get into the ground. All day long, he thought that he would coax the old eunuch Wang An and raise a few dead soldiers." It can make things happen? However, thanks to him, he didn't do anything superfluous."

"That's good." Ye Gucheng felt relieved, the arrangement between him and Gong Jiu could not be said to be foolproof, the situation was changing rapidly, not to mention there was such a variable as Lu Xiaofeng.Nowadays, it is better to be still than to move, and it is the best policy to stop still.

Gong Jiu said again, "there are also frequent movements in the past few days. It is reported that the Benhu camp has quietly dismantled recently, and is now stationed in the dense forest twenty miles outside the city. The boss has also thought about it, and wants to use the scheme to remove hidden dangers."

Ye Gucheng sighed, "It's not always wise to put yourself in danger."

Gong Jiu smiled and said, "How can you catch a tiger if you don't enter the tiger's lair? Today's sage is brave enough, ruthless enough, and careful enough, it always makes sense to be able to sit in that position, after all, the strong wins."

Ye Gucheng said, "I didn't know you admired him so much."

Gong Jiu sighed, "It's a pity that we are destined to be enemies, even if we are not, we will not be friends."

Ye Gucheng suddenly asked, "You also have friends? Wang Lianhua?"

Gong Jiu laughed out loud, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke, "Wang Lianhua? If anyone really treats him as a friend, I'm afraid there will be no bones and dross left after being gnawed. There is only one friend of mine—you , Ye Gucheng. I only believe in you, and I only want to believe in you."

Ye Gucheng was stunned for a moment.Gong Jiu obviously had thin lips with a hint of cold breath, pressing on his skin, but it felt like being burned by fire.He seemed to understand something in a trance, and he held Gong Jiu's hand tightly, and the body temperature of each other merged, and gradually warmed up.Gong Jiu always has a clear aura, which is sparse but extremely pleasant, which is his unique smell.

Ye Gucheng smiled suddenly, faintly, but extraordinarily soft. "Exactly, I have no friends either. Would you like to be my friend?"

"it is good!"