[Seventy-five] King of Xiangyang is super fierce

The King of Xiangyang's face was grim, "Your mother was kicked out of the mansion in winter, and gave birth to you in summer. You said that your mother didn't know she was pregnant with you until she left the mansion, which means she didn't show her pregnancy when she left the mansion. How could she be pregnant with you?" Six months!"

"Could it be that your mother gave birth to you after only six months of pregnancy?!"

Xu Mengyuan fell under the table in fright, tremblingly said: "How do you know... when did she give birth to me..."

"Eat melons and drink ice on your birthday. It's not summer, so could it be winter!"

"And your mother married your stepfather when you were one year old, and your younger brother was born the next year. You should have been two years old at that time."

"You said your brother was six years old when he died, but when I asked you later, how old were you when your brother died, you said you were four years old."

"You are obviously two years older than him, how come he was six years old when he died, and you were only four years old!"

Xu Mengyuan sat on the ground blankly, opened his mouth, but found that he had nothing to say.

The deceit of this kind of trick is too childish, and the king of Xiangyang asked Xu Mengyuan in a few words, so he missed the bottom line.

Zhan Zhao listened to the King of Xiangyang's questioning. He is a rough person, so his brain is naturally not as sophisticated as that of the King of Xiangyang. It was only after listening to the explanation of the King of Xiangyang that he understood. He couldn't help asking: "What is your purpose in pretending to be the son of Grand Master Pang?"

Xu Mengyuan was dripping with sweat, "I...I..."

King Xiangyang looked out the window, only to see that dusk was approaching.Looking at Zhan Zhao again, under the hazy light, the outline of Zhan Zhao's facial features is still clear and profound, he is handsome and handsome, yet elegant and gentle, King Xiangyang averted his eyes, and said faintly: "Even if you don't tell me, we can still find out .”

Xu Mengyuan gritted his teeth, lowered his head and thought for a long time, and said, "Although I lied, I didn't lie to you all!"

King Xiangyang said: "I know."

"You do have a brother, but it's not a younger brother, but an older brother. If I'm not mistaken, he is actually Grand Master Pang's real illegitimate son."

Xu Mengyuan raised his head in shock. He didn't expect that the person in front of him would guess everything about him. He couldn't help saying, "You... who are you!"

King Xiangyang smiled, "I am not an important person, you just need to tell us, what is your purpose in going to Kaifeng?"

"No...no purpose, I want to use my brother's identity to enjoy the glory and wealth..."

King Xiangyang frowned: "Really?"

"of course it's true!"

Zhan Zhao stared at the King of Xiangyang who was thinking seriously for a while, thinking that the King of Xiangyang believed Xu Mengyuan's words, but then he heard the King of Xiangyang say: "You are still lying."

"Just now you knew that he was from the Kaifeng mansion, but you still said that you wanted Taishi Pang to promote him, which shows that you know nothing about Kaifeng. If you were not instigated by others, you are so blind, you dare to go to Beijing alone to recognize your father ?”

The king of Xiangyang gradually had a clear idea in his mind, "And the timing of your appearance is too coincidental, and you came to Beijing just when Grand Master Pang lost his son. If it wasn't for someone who cared to tell you, Grand Master Pang has no heirs now and urgently needs an heir, forgive you I don’t even have the courage to come to recognize my father!”

Zhan Zhao really admired the King of Xiangyang from the bottom of his heart. For some reason, when the King of Xiangyang analyzed the matter, he was somewhat similar to Mr. Bao.

Xu Mengyuan was dumbfounded, not daring to say anything: "You...why do you..."

Zhan Zhao put the Juque on the table, and Xu Mengyuan couldn't help but thump when he saw the huge sword body.

Zhan Zhao glanced at him, "Please, Mr. Xu, don't waste our time any longer, and tell the person who instigated you as soon as possible, otherwise..."

Xu Mengyuan cried, "It's not that I didn't say it... It's that I don't know very well!"

"After my mother died, a masked man came to tell me my brother's life experience, and said that if I came to Beijing to recognize my father, Grand Master Pang would definitely recognize me!"

This doesn't sound like a lie, King Xiangyang thought about it and asked, "Where is your home?"

"Song... Songjiang Mansion."

Such a coincidence?

The King of Xiangyang glanced at Zhan Zhao, and Zhan Zhao said, "Since you also came from Songjiang Mansion, now come back with us and check it out."

The night was already dark, Xu Mengyuan was mercilessly assigned to sleep in the firewood room in the inn, after Xiao Er cleaned up the table, King Xiangyang stretched himself and fell straight on the bed.

Seeing him like this, Zhan Zhao felt it was funny, so he sat on the side of the bed and poked King Xiangyang lightly.

King Xiangyang buried his face in the quilt: "What's wrong?"

"One Yan..."

"Just say what you have to say, don't call people so kindly."

The corner of Zhan Zhao's mouth curled up, "What's that called? Brother Gu?"

"Yanyan?"

King Xiangyang immediately sat up from the bed when he heard the words, his long hair was messed up by sleeping, "Yanba! Who taught you to call it that!"

Zhan Zhao was stunned, raised his index finger, and pointed slightly in the direction of King Xiangyang himself. King Xiangyang blushed and shook his head: "Impossible!"

This Zhan Zhao is really weird, even Yan Yan is called!Somehow, after sleeping for half a month, I got close to him, right?

At once…….They just slept in the same bed for half a month, they are at most roommates now!

King Xiangyang turned his face away and said silently: "What did you want to tell me just now?"

Zhan Zhao sighed, "Zhan Zhao's monthly salary is one tael of silver, if he wants to pay back the prince, it may take a while."

King Xiangyang was taken aback.

No way?

Zhan Zhao is a dignified fourth-rank bodyguard, the idol of Kaifeng's people!

The salary is only one tael? ? ?

and……..

King Xiangyang was stunned, and took out the jade pendant that he had already hung around his waist. He had already taken off the white mouse jade pendant that Bai Yutang had given him earlier and put it in his bag. He raised his voice and said, "Take your jade pendant." A monthly salary to buy this for me?!"

"you……!"

As they got closer, the faint scent of clear bamboo incense that King Xiangyang was used to came over again, Zhan Zhao was distracted, and said in a low voice, "Zhan Zhao doesn't need much money on weekdays."

"Your salary is too low," Xiangyang King held the jade pendant, angrily, "I will talk to the emperor after returning to Kaifeng, how can such a small salary be justified after you have done so much for the court!"

"And you..."

King Xiangyang not only blushed, but also his neck was completely red, "Can you think more about yourself?"

King Xiangyang seemed very angry for a while, and seemed a little happy for a while, Zhan Zhao suddenly felt a little confused, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you already thinking about me?"

King Xiangyang immediately picked up the pillow and covered his face: "Get lost!"

Zhan Zhao's voice came into his ears from outside the pillow: "Yanyan...I'm very happy that you care about me."

King Xiangyang felt as if a string in his mind was in danger and was about to break.

He really wanted to tell his mother.....

He seems to be in love.

But this object of liking is not quite right.

Not only is she not a woman, she is also...much stronger than him.

Zhan Zhao saw that the King of Xiangyang had covered himself in a pillow and didn't say a word for a long time. He couldn't help worrying that the King of Xiangyang would suffocate him, so he lifted the pillow and saw the eyes of the King of Xiangyang that were as bright as water soaked in mercury.

King Xiangyang took a deep breath, not daring to look directly at Zhan Zhao, turned over, "Sleep!"

After getting along with Zhan Zhao these days, King Xiangyang has always felt that Zhan Zhao is the kind of person who laughs the most and stays the furthest away.He is not cold-blooded at all, there is a clear golden light in his eyes, he is free and easy without seeking fame and fortune, and he has a gentleness that makes people feel deeply trapped, but he does not have the vividness of liking someone.

If you don't talk about love between men and women, Zhan Zhao seems to be able to chat with anyone and become friends.

King Xiangyang turned his back and smiled self-deprecatingly.

If he is tempted by Zhan Zhao, he may be sick.

Sensing the low air pressure emanating from King Xiangyang's body, Zhan Zhao didn't know why, so he became depressed all of a sudden, even though he was fine just now.

Zhan Zhao patted King Xiangyang on the shoulder, and King Xiangyang twisted twice without turning his head.

Zhan Zhao looked at him deeply from behind, and after a while, he asked, "What's wrong?"

King Xiangyang shook his head, "It's fine."

Zhan Zhao didn't like to see him sad alone, and felt oppressed in his chest, as if resentful, "You don't want to say anything. Or do you want to say it, but you just don't want to say it to me?"

The King of Xiangyang was grabbed by his arm, only to feel the strength on the arm increased a bit, his eyes dodged, and he said nervously: "I really have nothing, but I have a ghost in my heart, I can't say it."

Zhan Zhao loosened his hands, and saw that when King Xiangyang raised his sleeves, the skin under his clothes was already a little red.

"What the hell?"

"..." King Xiangyang had nowhere to hide his gaze, he paused and closed his eyes. "do you know……"

"Can't be that nice to a man?"

Zhan Zhao was stunned by the bed for a moment, but in the eyes of King Xiangyang, it became a sign of rejection.

The King of Xiangyang smiled, regained his uncontrollable emotions just now, shrugged his shoulders, and said relaxedly: "I'm really fine, go to sleep, I have to go on my way tomorrow morning."

Zhan Zhao saw him smiling and getting ready to sleep, but for some reason, an impulse arose in his heart.

The King of Xiangyang had just laid out the pillow, and before his head touched it, his head was immediately grabbed by Zhan Zhao. Zhan Zhao wrapped one arm around his neck and his waist with the other, and brought the King of Xiangyang into his arms without any effort .

The two were so close that King Xiangyang could almost feel Zhan Zhao's heavy breath.

Zhan Zhao sighed, "I don't understand you, and you don't understand me either."

King Xiangyang's mind was completely blank, and the sound of Zhan Zhao's heartbeat kept coming from his ears.

The author has something to say:

The earthy love words Yan: "Zhan Zhao, have you seen my horse nearby?"

Zhan Zhao frowned: "What horse? Goddess?"

"No, it's my mua~"

As soon as the words fell, King Xiangyang embraced Zhan Zhao who was caught off guard, and kissed him hard.

[From Xiangyang Wangmengli client who does not have to be responsible for sprinkling sugar indiscriminately when dreaming]