Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

After staying comfortably at home for seven or eight days, Chi Xiaochi accepted the teleportation.

When I first woke up, the surroundings were exceptionally peaceful.

His birth point was in an antique waterside pavilion, and his body was also luxurious silk and precious things, which showed the extraordinary identity of the master, and his conscience made Chi Xiaochi wonder if he treated himself like a villain The belly of the Lord God.

He originally thought that in the last world, Brother Lou's actions of using the Lord God would usher in a wave of retaliation.

Chi Xiaochi called in his heart: "Teacher Six?"

No response.

Chi Xiaochi sensed something: "Brother Lou, are you there?"

Still no answer.

...Okay, bye, bitch.

Lou Ying was unable to speak, and this kind of situation had happened before, and Chi Xiaochi was not in a hurry to get up, resting his pillow on his arm, squinting his eyes and looking around.

According to observations, this place is the same as the previous world, ancient times.

Before the original owner woke up, he should have taken a nap in this gazebo for a while.A Chinese torreya wood chessboard is in front of him, and a sunspot is on his right hand side.

At the end of the game on the chessboard, the sunspots are like crazy dragons, fighting against the cautious white dragon, opening and closing, dancing wildly, just by looking at the chess situation, one can know the temperament of the chess master.

The fingertips still have the coolness left by the chess pieces.

Chi Xiaochi straightened his waist, rubbed his fingertips, picked up the chess pieces, and put them into the chess cup one by one. At the same time, he observed his body, did the basic elimination method, and drew up a simple biography for the original owner.

The joints are wide, and there are fine wounds between the fingers, which should be caused by martial arts.

Judging from his accumulated experience in the last world, the material of the original owner's clothes is considered to be of the highest quality. There is a brocade pouch hanging around his waist. The texture of the brocade pouch is unique. There is a word "Shi" written on it, which may be the original owner's surname.

Chi Xiaochi put down a few chess pieces, and the first move was Tianyuan, the inertial chess piece, which shows the arrogance of young people.

The original owner knew chess and had a fairly complete game record in his mind, so he seemed to have received a good education.

The original owner must have been asleep for a while, and no one came to call him, then the original owner probably wasn't a guest in someone else's house, otherwise there would be no reason for the guest to rest alone in a ventilated place.

Just as Chi Xiaochi was thinking about it, a young servant hurried over from the other side of the corridor, greeted him, and hurriedly said: "I have found you! The thirteenth prince came to visit, in the front hall, and said he wanted to see you. "

Chi Xiaochi ruminated for a while.

That's right, it's the prince.

He put down his chess pieces, looked at the elegant decorations around him, and his mind was filled with scripts of official prostitutes in which the rich man fell into prostitution, endured humiliation, accepted customers and sold jokes.

The servant urged him: "Oh, Eldest Young Master, hurry up."

Hearing the honorific title of "Eldest Prince", Chi Xiaochi felt relieved, pretended not to be awake, and was led by the servant to the house to freshen up.

He said to Lou Ying in his heart: "Brother Lou, give me the world line."

After all, I am not the original, if I don't find out who the thirteenth prince is, I'm afraid it will not end well.

However, his mind was as blank as before.

Chi Xiaochi vaguely realized that something was wrong, and really wanted to go to boss Lou's office and smash his pig's head.

The situation at this time was similar to the fifth spiritual world he had been to.

At that time, although Lou Ying was suppressed by the local system and could not make a sound, he still existed in him in essence, so at least he could get Song Chunyang's world line and know what the main task was.

But this time, Lou Ying couldn't speak, and the world line has not been released for a long time.

Without world line information, it means not knowing the target of the raid, not knowing the character, identity, or even the name of the original owner.

This world is just an ordinary ancient world, and the original owner is just an ordinary person, so he cannot communicate with him like Ji Zuoshan or Duan Shujue, and tell him some important information.

This also means that he is going to play blind chess.

And when the chess game just started, he was immediately arranged to meet a prince who was familiar with him. As for whether this prince was an enemy or a friend, what kind of personality, and why he came here, there was no way of knowing.

Chi Xiaochi thought, the tomato is really exciting.

After being led into the house, the servant brought another set of clothes and quickly changed them for him.

He noticed that this was ordinary clothes for going out.

... The boy knew where they were going.

After reaching this conclusion, he deliberately slowed down the speed of dressing.

Sure enough, while putting on the girdle for him, the worry-loving servant started nagging: "I have an appointment with the thirteen princes, the eldest son should have informed the younger one earlier. Even if you forget, Ah Shu can Mark one or two for you."

The boy can complain casually in front of him, it seems that the relationship between master and servant is not bad.

He smiled: "Yes, Master Ah Shu, I will know next time, I will never dare to do it again."

Ah Shu was also happy, and knelt down to tidy up his clothes for him: "The eldest son is just entertaining the younger ones in private. The general told you before that you should stand shoulder to shoulder with the princes and be worthy of brotherhood. It is really inappropriate. Especially The Thirteenth Prince..."

Ah Shu lowered his voice: "Although you have been his companion for ten years, there are differences between monarchs and ministers..."

Chi Xiaochi understood and obtained a lot of information.

The original owner should be the son of the general, and his status is not bad, and he was accompanied by the prince.

Being able to accompany the eldest son by his side, this young man called "Ashu" obviously has read books.He may not be rich in knowledge, but since he is worthy of the phrase "monarch and ministers are different", and he was pulled out by his father to emphasize it, it seems that even if the thirteenth prince is not the crown prince, he is quite sacred.

Chi Xiaochi smiled and said, "Master Ah Shu, I understand."

Ah Shu grinned happily: "There are many people at the Huachao Festival, so it would be inconvenient to go out later. Fortunately, I met A Ling on the way to find you, and the younger one told him to take out the polo club first, otherwise But it’s really too late.”

After a pause, he said again: "That is the thirteenth prince, who is patient and always willing to wait for you."

Chi Xiaochi thought, oh, he is so proud of being favored.

He turned to the mirror.

The person in the mirror looks like a young man of sixteen or seventeen, the most flamboyant age, with a flowing blue shirt, stars in his eyes, a sterling silver brow pendant and a high ponytail, he looks like a noble son like jade.

Facing the impending chaos, he was still at ease.

From the boy's tone, the thirteenth prince is obviously very familiar with the original owner, he can't touch this bad luck, pretending to be ill is the best way.

There are too many cards of various colors in his warehouse, it is not a problem to pretend to be sick, and there is no need to inform the boy in advance, the worst thing is to swallow the cards just before the battle, just pretend to be suddenly ill.

Chi Xiaochi really wanted to go and see the thirteenth prince.

If Brother Lou also appeared in this world, who would he be?

As soon as he finished packing and stepped out of the door, another servant rushed over and urged: "The eldest son, the eldest son, and the sixth prince are also here, as well as the third son Yan of the Shangshu Mansion, all of whom are drinking tea in the flower hall. Six Prince, please go quickly."

Chi Xiaochi: "..."

Who the hell is this.

Does the carrot have a meeting?

But he still went.

It is also good to recognize the radish pit.

When he walked to the side window of the flower hall, he happened to be able to hear a few people in the hall, so he stopped, hissed, and stood sideways by the window, as if planning to eavesdrop.

Ash sighed silently.

... The master's stubborn temper has been committed again.

But Chi Xiaochi thought very simply.

Without the guidance of the world line, his eyes will be blackened. If he goes in and catches the thirteenth prince and calls him the sixth master, he will basically be hopeless.

It's like going into the examination room to do the questions. If you look around and don't know all the questions, wait and see for a while, it will have a higher correct rate than getting all C or putting the answer sheet on the ground and stepping on it.

There are a few people in the hall who are of the same age and are all wearing ordinary clothes, but if they are arranged according to the seats, their identities are very clear.

The young master of the Yan family was at the side of the sixth prince, with low eyebrows and a pleasing look. He seemed to have a docile personality, but compared with the quietness exuding from his brother Lou's bones, he was still much immature.

The sixth prince wears a purple robe and a golden crown, with lazy phoenix eyes licked upwards, and his half-smile look is slightly frivolous, and his eyes tend to be contemptuous if he doesn't pay attention to restraint.The thirteenth prince is more elegant and dignified, sitting upright in the original place and drinking tea, wearing white clothes with gold patterns, and a vertical pattern of flowers resembling a woman's between his eyebrows, he has the airy demeanor of a black-clothed prince from the Jin Dynasty.

After observation, the thirteenth prince is somewhat similar to Brother Lou.

"Thirteenth brother." The sixth prince tapped the palm of his hand with a fan, "It's really rare."

The thirteenth prince bowed slightly, no matter the truth or falsehood, the etiquette was very good: "Yuan Heng is not very polite, and everything is complicated, so he really has no time to distract himself. He will visit the Sixth Brother's residence some other day."

The sixth prince smiled, raised his fan and said, "It's just a casual remark, brother, don't take it to heart. Besides, brother is busy on weekdays and rarely hangs around in the mansion. When I have free time, I just invite Tingyun to have a glass or two of wine. , play a game or two of cuju, and relax. Today I got a pot of good Huadiao for my brother, so I want to invite Tingyun to Zuiyueju for a drink. Brother Heng, are you interested in going with me?"

As soon as the words finished, the sixth prince came to a sudden look: "Ah, I forgot because of my brother, the thirteenth brother is not good at drinking."

The thirteenth prince's face was calm: "On New Year's Day, I made an appointment with him to play polo together today, and tonight to participate in the tea party where Shang Shufu throws pots of elegant poems."

The sixth prince turned the palm fan slightly: "The thirteenth brother is very elegant, why don't you take him with you?"

The thirteenth prince said politely and distantly: "It's good."

This pair of brothers felt too plastic, and Chi Xiaochi's brain ached when he heard it.

The sixth prince took a sip of tea and frowned, as if he didn't have much interest in tea. He turned to ask the boy, "Where's your eldest son, why haven't you seen him yet? We two brothers are waiting here, and he doesn't think so?" Not enough space?"

The young man who specializes in hospitality is the best among people, obviously knowing that the words of the sixth prince are mostly teasing, and he has no intention of blaming him, so he skillfully changed the wine cup for him, filled it with sake, and said respectfully: "Sixth prince, please Wait for a while, and then I will send someone to remind me."

The thirteenth prince also said calmly at the side: "Brother Sixth Emperor, don't blame me. I didn't make an appointment with him. At this time, he is either playing chess with others or taking a nap. If he is disheveled and sees guests, he will not Lost manners."

The sixth prince opened the fan with a snap, and fanned himself: "The thirteenth brother's patience is really first-class. But for a brother who is impatient, it's not easy to wait for others."

He turned his head and said to the boy: "I will give him the time when the eldest son sticks a stick of incense to the mirror. Once the stick of incense arrives, I have to catch him even if he is naked. The exact words are conveyed, word by word." Don't miss out."

The servant lowered his head and properly covered a slight smile: "Yes."

The sixth prince drank wine, and the thirteenth prince drank tea. Young Master Yan stood dignifiedly and calmly behind the sixth prince.

Who is Lou?Who is the target of this mission?

are they in therestill……

Thinking of this, a cold drop suddenly fell, just hitting the wooden window lattice, splashing out a tiny spray.

Chi Xiaochi was startled, and raised his hand to caress his eyes.

A piece of damp.

This is not his will.

So the original owner was crying?

What is he crying about?

Suddenly, a sharp pain exploded in Chi Xiaochi's head, as if split by Pangu's axe, he let out a muffled groan, and knelt down while leaning on the window.

A Shu, who followed him to eavesdrop, noticed something was wrong, turned around, and saw his young master's face was as white as snow, and panicked immediately: "Young master!"

People in the hall also heard movement outside the window.

The sixth prince, who raised his glass and was about to drink, froze: "What's wrong?"

As soon as the boy dressed as a servant heard the muffled groan, he rushed out the door, knelt down together with Chi Xiaochi, and hurriedly stroked his forehead: "Stop... What's the matter, Eldest Young Master? Is it a headache?"

Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes to see the boy's face, but when he raised his eyelids, he felt a sharp pain in his forehead, causing him to bend down and gasp for breath.

There was a lot of noise in his ears, and he vaguely heard someone drop a teacup.

Immediately afterwards, a person reached out to hold his arm: "Suchang, how is it?"

That was the voice of the sixth prince, and it sounded very anxious. Chi Xiaochi remembered that when he was hospitalized with a high fever, Lucas used the same tone when he drove him to the hospital by speeding car.

When Chi Xiaochi looked up, what he saw was a bloody face.

The sixth prince's well-born eyes were gouged out, leaving only two dark holes. I don't know if he died in peace, his body was covered in injuries, his clothes were torn, and his clothes were not covered. Killed.

It seemed that part of the content of the world line entered his mind, and it seemed that it was the darkest and painful memory of the original owner himself.

He passed out before being ripped apart by the pain.

Before he passed out, Chi Xiaochi's last thought was to save his card.

Once Chi Xiaochi fell down, both the Huachao agreement and the Huadiao agreement were invalidated.

In a coma, he always felt that someone was stroking his forehead gently.

It was strange that Chi Xiaochi didn't feel so uncomfortable and resisted.The man's movements were so light and gentle that he couldn't help but want to rub against him again.

When he woke up, there was only one young man by his side, and it was the young man who was chatting skillfully with the sixth prince in the flower hall.

He caressed Chi Xiaochi's forehead, his movements were as gentle as the person in his dream: "Do you still have a headache, my lord?"

Chi Xiaochi moved imperceptibly.

He was quite sensitive to actions that contained the meaning of "intimacy", but he didn't dodge, and only responded with an "um".

The good news is that his head doesn't hurt anymore, but the bad news is that he still doesn't have all the information related to the world line in his mind.

Chi Xiaochi asked: "The sixth prince and the thirteenth prince are gone?"

"Yes. You have passed out for a day and a night. The general was in Zhennan Pass, and the thirteenth prince entered the palace and asked for an order. He invited Tai Doctor Li to have a look. He said that the young master had a sudden headache, maybe he didn't have a good rest, or It was due to the cold wind, and he prescribed medicine, saying that he would rest for a while, and if it recurs, he can come back for a consultation."

Chi Xiaochi felt that, as far as the current situation was concerned, there was a high possibility that his illness would relapse.

...do not want to talk, sad, very sad.

The handsome and elegant young man sat on the head of the bed, and said softly: "It's Ah Ling who didn't take good care of the young master. If I knew I wouldn't let the young master rest in the gazebo, I should have brought you back..."

However, before he finished blaming himself, Ah Shu knocked on the door and entered.

He heard the young master's voice from a distance, knew that the young master had woken up, so he knocked on the door and said, "Young master, are you in good health? The young master said he has something to see you, please go to the Luhua Pavilion."

Chi Xiaochi: "..."

All of them are so familiar with the original owner that it is difficult for him to even ask who the master is.

There is only one sentence in his mind now.

Wretched development, don't waver.

So he decided to find an excuse to prevaricate.

Just as he was about to speak, Ah Shu said, "Young master also visited you when you were sick. It may be that the general sent you a confidential letter, and you want to explain it to you."

...was sick.

... Young master.

Chi Xiaochi straightened up: "I'll go."

A Ling: "My lord, you just recovered from a serious illness..."

Chi Xiaochi: "Okay."

A-Ling gave a wry smile, knelt down on one knee, and said meekly: "I'll go with you, Young Master."

That son-in-law lives in the deep backyard, far away from human habitation, quiet and quiet, it is really a secret place.

A Ling had obviously been here many times, leading him to the door, knocking on the door three times, there was a low coughing sound from inside, followed by a vague answer: "Come in."

Chi Xiaochi pushed open the door, and the goal he entered was a military sand table.

The yellow mud is intended to be hills and mountains, the mercury is turned into rivers, lakes and seas, and the quicksand is like rice. There are various military flags and archways on it, marking the combat units within a hundred miles of Zhennanguan.

There is a wooden wheelchair in front of the sand table, and a person is sitting on the wheelchair.

Just looking at the back, Chi Xiaochi's thoughts moved.

……It's him.

He had thought too much earlier.

In fact, there is no need to compare tone, demeanor, and postures of walking, sitting, and lying.

That person, as long as he recognizes it once, he will never admit his mistake for the rest of his life.

Master Gongzi seemed to be aware of the shock in his heart, turned the wheelchair around, and turned to face him.

That is a standard sick beauty, the movement of pulling the wheelchair can vibrate his energy channels, causing him to cough continuously.

His face was pale due to a long illness, echoed by a small patch of black tattoo on the corner of his eyes, which seemed to be a mark of exile.

Chi Xiaochi knelt down in front of him on one knee and asked, "Are you Brother Lou?"

The person in front of him smiled and shook his head: "No."

Chi Xiaochi smiled knowingly, and leaned over to salute: "Then, stop talking when you are a student, and see you sir."