"What happened five years ago?"
Looking at the two of them hiding their words, Ling Jingxuan could not help frowning. They were talking about the royal family. He didn't intend to talk about it, but now they obviously talked about him. He also wanted to find out what happened at that time and how the two steamed stuffed buns came from. With Yan Shengrui's character, he absolutely believed that he could not rape a talent rashly For a 14-year-old.
"Here, Xiao Liu, you can say it."
For the first time, Yan Shengrui was poor in words in front of him, not because he didn't know how to say it, but he was too shy to tell him. After all, he was the real victim, although he felt all kinds of guilt and suffering.
"I, you don't come here, and you can take care of your own affairs. Today is not your marriage. The wedding night is just suitable for solving such problems."
Zeng Shaoqing's anger disappeared in an instant. Instead, he was absolutely expecting to be in the dark. I wonder if they are allowed to make trouble in the bridal chamber at night?
"I think I'd better pass that one a fold."
Yan Shengrui gave him a cold look. Zeng Shaoqing was very excited and quickly fawned: "don't, old nine, this matter involves your private field. Isn't it inconvenient for me to say that? You didn't know Jingxuan's appearance at that time. Do you want me to say it in front of Yunhan and Xiaoqi? "
Zeng LiuYe, who is not afraid of heaven or earth, is only afraid of him in his life.
After thinking about what he said, he seemed to be right. Yan Shengrui glanced at Ling Jingxuan, whose face was like water. With a horizontal heart, he held him in his ear and whispered, "do we have time to talk about this? I promise I didn't mean to. Trust me. "
When he spoke, Zeng Shaoqing could not help but stretch his neck and ears. In contrast, Chu Yunhan and his son were watching their noses, nose and heart. The jokes of those two people were not everyone's business. They were afraid that they would be killed.
Ling Jingxuan glanced lightly. Even if he recovered his memory, he was still Yan Shengrui like a rogue in front of him. A little warmth rose from the bottom of his eyes. Then Danfeng swept Zeng Shaoqing in a dark way, and nodded gently with his lips: "well, that is to say, are you being chased all the way because of the songs of Chu and Yan'er?"
joke can not be seen, but his men fell before the old fellow.
"Well, sister-in-law, Xiao Qi, my escort team should be here in two days, let them escort you back. What I promised you was still effective. If sister-in-law continues to choose to escape, once something goes wrong in the future, I will take Xiao Qi out of the storm circle. As for yourself, escaping is giving up. You don't cherish yourself, and I can't help you."
Let go of Ling Jingxuan and turn to Chu Yunhan and his son. Yan Shengrui's voice is calm. On the surface, his words seem to be cold-blooded. At least they are not the words of an uncle. They are also relatives? But in fact, he is forcing him to face, forcing him to take the initiative to take back his own things, because, he still clearly remember that his princess chose to assist Xiao Qi. With his father, Xiao Qi's way of seizing the throne would be smoother.
"I see. I'm sorry Jingxuan. My name is not Chuci. My name is Chu Yunhan. I'm Shengrui's sister-in-law. Yan'er is not Chuyan. He's Yan Xiaoming, the seventh son of the emperor."
It's rare that Chu Yunhan swept away his usual indifference and looked at Ling Jingxuan apologetically. At that time, he had to escape from the imperial palace. In order not to be easily found, but also to say goodbye to the past, he named himself Chuci, which means to quit everything. Unexpectedly, in only three short years, he still had to pick up everything he had abandoned. If possible, he really wanted to It's always just songs of Chu, just an ordinary bookshop owner in Datong town.
"Uncle Ling, I'm sorry to cheat you, but I like you to call me Yan'er, really!"
Yan Xiaoming on one side was also anxious. In less than an hour, his happiness disappeared. He was really afraid that uncle Ling and his two younger brothers would alienate him.
"Ha ha Silly you, how can you apologize for such a thing? Whether it's Chu Ci or Chu Yunhan, Chu Yan or Yan Xiaoming, I'm sure it's just you. The rest doesn't matter. It's not suitable today. Before you leave, I want to talk to you alone. "
When they fled the palace, they would have died if they didn't remain anonymous. He was not bored enough to be angry about such things.
"Well, I have something to tell you. Let's talk about it later tomorrow."
Nodding his head, Chu Yunhan regained his usual cold pride. In his mind, Ling Jingxuan is not only Yan Shengrui's princess, but also his most important and only friend. Only he can tell him the truth, inspire him with his own way, and truly cherish Xiao Qi.
"BUCKLE!" All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door, and everyone turned their heads. At the same time, Ling Yun's urging voice came out of the door: "Sheng Lord, Xuan Lord, Mr. Hu is here. All the other guests are here. Please come over."
"Tell Jinghan we'll be here in a minute."
"Yes.
Outside the door, the sound of footsteps away again. Ling Jingxuan's sight sweeps all the people present one by one. Finally, he falls on Yan Shengrui and picks his eyebrows and hooks his lips: "it's too late to regret now. Just like someone said, we haven't got married yet.""Go."
As soon as the brain is black, Yan Shengrui stares at that person fiercely and pulls him to stand up directly. He regrets that he will not regret it. It is very difficult to marry him. He will let him slip if his brain is broken.
Zeng Shaoqing, once again reduced to cannon fodder, shrinks his neck. Seeing the father and son of Chu Yunhan standing up, he quickly shakes off the unhappiness and then gets up. He has a lot of words to say to Yun Han. If he can, he is willing to take them away.
What Zeng Shaoqing didn't know was that his ordeal didn't end. The two steamed stuffed buns were waiting for him at the corner outside the house with their best friends. When he followed him out, the voice of Xiao baozi suddenly rang out: "big black and little black is that he bullied dad, bite his butt, hurry up..."
"What?"
It happened in a flash. Two black shadows rushed out of the corner and forced Zeng Shaoqing, who was at the back of the room, with sharp fangs aimed at his body. Zeng Shaoqing's head was black, and he jumped three feet high. However, the two wolf cubs did not slow down and immediately launched a second wave of attack Hit, scream, and go crazy at him.
"Ha ha Xiao Hei did a good job. Let him bully his father. Go on
"Big black, with small black, one left and one right attack, yes, that's it."
"Big black, little black, come on, bite him, bite him?"
Three steamed stuffed buns then ran out of the corner and clapped hands to command big black and small black. Zeng Shaoqing had already noticed their existence. People were the legitimate sons of Prince Sheng. As a result, their pets also rose. They were even more annoyed by the two young nephews. He did not dare to kill the two wolves, which indirectly led to his being forced to flee in confusion by the two wolves.
"Damn it, nine. Stop them."
The yard was so big. Zeng Shaoqing, who was enchanting and enchanting in red, was embarrassed and annoyed. Who did he invite to provoke.
"I don't think you've been exercising for a long time. It's just time to move your muscles and bones. Be careful not to knock down the fruit trees planted in my house."
Unexpectedly, Yan Shengrui not only didn't have any intention to save him, but also added a proviso. Zeng Shaoqing was staggering and almost didn't really send himself into the wolf's mouth: "you bastard, little guy, I'm your sixth uncle Zeng. It's all misunderstanding just now. Let them stop." When he couldn't get good from Laozi, Zeng Shaoqing had to turn to two small ones, but
"What little fellow? I'm my father's buns. My name is Ling Wu. Who let you bully my father? Xiao Hei, you must be careful with him
With his hands on his hips, his mouth full of local accent and his actions, he is so charming that he can't be said to be weak. Ling Wen on the other side is not willing to show his weakness: "the little guy is not your name. My name is Lingwen. The people who bully my father are our enemies. Big black, keep biting!"
"Yes, no one can bully Godfather. You are a bad man. Big black and small black can't spare him."
The iron child who has always been afraid of things has turned a little red. It can be seen that Zeng Shaoqing has really committed public anger.
"Ouch!"
With the orders of a few little masters, the two wolves are even more fierce, like hunting. Zeng Shaoqing almost jumped to death. Who can tell him that Mao Laojiu's son will be two little demons? If not, for wool, their pets will be two good breed of wolves.
"What's the matter? Jingxuan, what's going on? Xiaowen Xiaowu, let Xiaohei stop quickly. How can they attack people? "
The commotion outside quickly attracted other people's attention. When Ling Wang came out of the hall, he saw the picture of two wolf cubs besieging others. He was so scared that he almost fainted. He rushed to stop him. However, Ling Jingxuan relied on Yan Shengrui and only laughed but did not speak. Ling Wen, who was always sensible, said: "don't worry, he bullies dad, I will avenge my father. "
"Yes, milk, he is a bad man. You should go back to the house quickly. There are us here. Yes, Xiaohei is like this. His legs..."
Ling Wu didn't forget to guide Xiao Hei. Many people gathered around him, including Hu Lizhi, the county master who had just arrived. With his experience, he recognized that the two were not dogs, but real wolves. After thinking about the battle that he had seen at the door, Hu Lizhi's eyes could not help changing, and he looked at the red thoughtfully He is the legendary sixth Lord of the first Marquis's mansion. He is very beautiful in red. He always takes a large group of maids in green when he goes out? What kind of character is Ling Jingxuan? How does it have something to do with the first Marquis house far away from the capital?
"I'm dizzy. Get out of here!"
Being chased and annoyed, Zeng Shaoqing just got rid of one black wolf, and the other jumped up again. Zeng Shaoqing suddenly swept away. Although only 10% of the strength was used, the black wolf was still shaken out.
"Ouch."
Ling Wen's heart is tight, and without thinking about it, he rushes to Dahei. Ling Wu and tie Wazi can't care about anything else. They run after him. However, Dahei doesn't seem to be hurt. Soon, he stands up and shakes the wolf. His green eyes fiercely lock the red shadow, and his whole body is full of horrible beast breath.
"What, it's OK, I don't use much force?""Roar!"
Seeing that the two young nephews were sad, Zeng Shaoqing was busy trying to explain, but only half of what he said. A huge dark shadow came out of nowhere and fell in front of him as heavily as a mountain peak. The green wolf eyes were full of bloodthirsty. Once Zeng Shaoqing's head was dark, the corners of his mouth couldn't help shaking wildly: "isn't it? That's a big joke
What fell in front of him was a bigger adult wolf. Zeng Shaoqing suddenly felt like he wanted to cry without tears. He looked to Yan Shengrui for help.
"Wolf father, he bullied dad and beat big black. Can you help us revenge?"
Ignoring his convulsions and other people's shock, Ling wuchong came forward and hugged its front leg. Many people couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for him. The next second, Ling Wen also ran to hold his other leg: "wolf father, he bullied us?" Small mouth son gently a shriveled, brothers that small appearance don't mention how poor.
"Wuwu..."
Facing the astonished eyes of the crowd, wolf father swept away the domineering power when he appeared on the stage. He lowered his head and licked them respectively. It seemed that he was telling them, don't be afraid, it will help them revenge. Seeing this, Zeng Shaoqing couldn't help shouting: "no, little guy, don't be kidding. This one is too big. Is sixth uncle wrong? If you want to be punished in the future, don't we play today? "
Zeng LiuYe perfectly interprets to you what is called a man who can bend and stretch. In front of the big and small demons of this family, he is not even a fart.
"Who's kidding you? Wolf father, bite him
Ling Wu hands akimbo, the end of the domineering, Ling Wen is also mercilessly staring at him, next to Yan Shengrui couple are about to laugh, they are the first time to see such a reasonable and unforgiving little bun, how to say, it seems not bad, worthy of their kind.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Seeing that the wolf's eyes came again, Zeng Shaoqing couldn't help turning to Keng's husband and wife for help. Ling Jingxuan shrugged his shoulders in silence. His son was venting his anger on him. How could he stop it? And Yan Shengrui is interested to hook up the corner of his lips: "don't blame me for not being a brother. My son likes silver as much as you do, and the other likes to eat."
"Asshole, isn't this the right time?"
After they go down, they can give as much money and food as they want. The problem is now, Zeng Shaoqing wants to slap Yan Shengrui's soul pale. After a while, he suddenly says, "by the way, my nephew, the auspicious time is coming. Your father should pay homage to the hall. If you continue to make trouble, you will miss the auspicious time."
"Well?"
After he said, the two steamed stuffed buns hesitated decisively. They both looked back at Ling Jingxuan. After seeing him nodding to them, the two brothers got together again and murmured for a long time. Then Lingwen's representative said, "let you go this time. Humph, we'll settle accounts with you after Dad's worship. Wolf father, big black and little black, let's go!"
Several small buns with three wolves swaggered away, Zeng Shaoqing exaggerated breath, the whole person almost collapsed, fortunately, the two boys still have weaknesses, otherwise Granny, who did he invite and who did he mess with? Or did he forget to look at the almanac when he went out? Today is the day of his misfortune?