How to Survive As a Villain

Xiao Yu'an and Yan Heqing walked slowly side by side on the bluestone slabs beside the river around the city. Candles were lit on the river, and the beautiful scenery was beautiful on a good day. Xiao Yu'an asked Yan Heqing: "Are you going to put a lantern?"

"Need not."

"Then shall we go for a walk?"

"Ah."

Xiao Yu'an stopped, looked at Yan Heqing, and asked suspiciously: "Are you angry? What happened?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yu'an could see through his thoughts at a glance, Yan Heqing concealed his expression, and replied softly: "It's nothing, there is a troupe singing over there, do you want to go and see it?"

"Let's go."

On a stage set up randomly with wooden boards and red cloth, a male dancer is singing a song about a bright and sunny day with his sleeves rolled up.Under the stage, there are several low tables, several spectators, the sound of drums and applause.

After the two listened to the rendezvous, Yan Heqing suddenly asked, "Do you like that princess of the Western Shu Kingdom?"

"Ah???" Xiao Yu'an was pinching melon seeds to listen to the music, Yan Heqing was caught off guard by such a sentence, and was so scared that the melon seeds in his hand dropped. When he recovered, Xiao Yu'an suddenly reacted.

Damn, it turned out that Yan Heqing was angry just now because he and Xiao Pingyang got too close, and he suspected them both! ! !Yan Heqing, oh Yan Heqing, you're called eating what's in the bowl and watching what's in the pot!Too much, too much.

And how dare I move your wife! !Everyone knows that the wife of the stallion hero can't move! !Not even a glance丨!

"Cough." Xiao Yu'an clapped the broken melon seeds on his hands, thought for a long time, and replied, "I don't like it, who told you that I like girls."

Sure enough, at this time, you have to rely on your sexual orientation to get rid of the suspicion!

Yan Heqing narrowed his eyes slightly: "You said that you have no habit of breaking sleeves."

"Ah? Did I say it? When did I say it? Oh, I seem to have said it." Xiao Yujian was dumbfounded, "That was before, people always change. I'm more interested, look at the male character singing on the stage, I really like it."

Yan Heqing: "..."

Xiao Yu'an suddenly felt that the surrounding air temperature was a bit low, he looked carefully at Yan Heqing's face, and couldn't help shouting in his heart: You are still not satisfied after explaining it like this!What do you want from me!How To!

The twilight is dark, the music is over, and the bustle of the market gradually fades away, and it becomes deserted.

Xiao Yu'an was still in high spirits, weighed the unspent gold he had extorted from Lord Wuning in his arms, and dragged Yan Heqing to the most famous wine shop in the imperial city to buy a few jars of intoxicating good wine, and brought them back to the palace.

In the palace city, the two of them came to the sixth floor of the Yuhua Tower, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, it was clear and bright, the moon was bright, the bedroom was high-rise, and the scenery of the mountains and rivers was infinite.

"Come on, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today." Xiao Yu'an smiled and opened the seal on the wine jar, and the mellow aroma rushed to his face.

Yan Heqing seemed to be in a better mood, took the wine jar and drank with Xiao Yu'an.

When the wine was hot, Xiao Yu'an was slightly tipsy. He propped his head, looked at the cornices of the palace and the sparse stars in the distance, smiled and said softly: "I never thought that one day I would be so close to you."

Yan Heqing looked at Xiao Yu'an and replied, "Me too."

Xiao Yu'an drank another half of the altar, stood up unsteadily, took a breath and said, "I suddenly want to sing."

"What song is it?"

"Love song." Xiao Yu'an cleared his throat, held on to the railing, and began to shout, "You are majestic and majestic, the man who puts on the horse, and the galloping horse is like the wind! The endless wilderness is yours to wander!"

"Pfft__" Yan Heqing choked a sip of wine into his throat and coughed for a long time.

Xiao Yu'an looked at Yan Heqing's smile, the smile was indulgent, warm and magnanimous, he swayed, his footsteps were unsteady, and he staggered, Yan Heqing firmly supported his waist, Xiao Yu'an supported Yan Heqing's arm, half fell and half sat On the ground: "This, this is really a love song, don't you believe it, it's really a love song, do you believe it or not?!"

Yan Heqing said helplessly: "I believe, you are drunk."

"Well, I'm drunk." Xiao Yu'an smiled, "Because you have become two, and there are two of you in front of me."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yu'an picked up half a jug of fine wine, bumped it heavily against the one in Yan Heqing's hand, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, after drinking, Xiao Yu'an put down the empty wine jug, and asked with a smile: "Have you thought about the future?"

Yan Heqing slightly raised his eyebrows: "In the future?"

"Yes, in the future." Xiao Yu'an leaned on the railing, with his elbows around his knees, smiling brightly, "I want to find a leisurely village, buy some land, plant a field, open a restaurant, or do business. Money is better, and you can make a few more Confucian friends, there will be no intrigue, no sword hanging around your neck, and you will live a happy life."

Yan Heqing leaned over to look at Xiao Yu'an, he was silent for a long time, as if he was waiting for the follow-up, but he couldn't wait, so he had to ask himself: "And then?"

Xiao Yu'an looked back at him, feeling blurred in front of his eyes, and couldn't focus on it: "What then?"

Yan Heqing's eyes were full of wind and clouds, and his voice was extremely soft: "Where am I? But... can I be there?"

"You are...you are..." Xiao Yu'an tried to stand up while leaning on the railing, but his alcoholism became more and more serious.

There was a voice inside, speaking softly and clearly.

You are admonishing civil and military officials, you are wielding your sword to rule the world, you are sleeping lightly in the tent, you are lying on the couch, you and I are separated from each other, one is different from the other, and each is happy.

That's right, Xiao Yu'an understood that even though he is the king of the Northern Kingdom now, he still hopes that Yan Heqing can rule the world.

"You, you may, you want, you want to carry me back..." Without finishing the sentence, Xiao Yu'an fell back, with his back against the railing, swaying, half of his body

Fell in the air.

Yan Heqing narrowed his eyes, stepped forward quickly, put his arms around Xiao Yu'an, and hugged him in his direction, Xiao Yu'an used his strength to smash into Yan Heqing's arms, the two of them staggered a few steps while hugging each other, kicked over the wine jar at their feet, fiercely The wine was poured out, waving a mellow fragrance all over the place, it was really intoxicating.

Yan Heqing was so frightened that his heart beat like a drum, but Xiao Yu'an laughed twice, with an unrestrained appearance, Yan Heqing looked at those eyes that were foggy because of drunkenness, and heard Hong Chen whispering the word "emotion" in his ear.

In the long night, the wind blows the sleeves, and the red gauze on the eaves of the building lights up the lights. Yan Heqing hugged Xiao Yu'an's waist tightly, and suddenly leaned over to kiss his lips. The fragrance of wine was lingering, forgetting the prosperity of the world.

Xiao Yu'an was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, opened his eyes with difficulty, only felt that the figure was in a trance, his feet were erratic, like a dream but not a dream, like falling into the clouds, he grabbed Yan Heqing's lapel, pulled it a few times, and a small bag fell out of Yan Heqing's arms. box.

Yan Heqing was startled, bent over to pick it up in a panic, turned around and found Xiao Yuan leaning on the railing, fainted from drunkenness.

The small box fell to the ground and rolled out a roll of silk cloth that was no more than two inches long. Yan Heqing picked it up, glanced at it lightly, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

On the silk cloth, there is only a few words: From the third day of March, at the Baili station on the west side of the imperial city, waiting for seven days, the silk cloth is a token.

And today is the third day of February.

Yan Heqing folded the silk cloth very slowly, put it into the box, and hid it in his arms, then carried Xiao Yu'an on his back, and walked slowly towards the bedroom step by step, speechless and silent, with a lot of frustration.