Chapter 12

"Where are you going, young master?"

At the beginning of summer, he snapped his fingers and said smartly, "buy wine."

I went to the nearest wine shop and brought four altars of blue bridge wind and moon. At the beginning of summer, let Su Qian'an lead the way to Yinzhi's residence.

It's late at night and there's no one in the street.

At the beginning of summer, he said to Su Qian'an, "use lightness skills. It's too slow to walk."

Su Qian'an looked at the two jars of wine he was carrying in his left and right hands, and said with a look of embarrassment: "subordinate, it's inconvenient to take you..."

Smile at the beginning of summer.

"You fly hard, I can follow."

Su Qian'an looked serious at the beginning of summer and didn't talk nonsense. Took a breath, tiptoed and swept up ahead.

Although he never questioned the words of early summer, he also felt that the young master was still young. So it took only five minutes.

"That's how fast you're trying?"

A disdainful word came from the rear. Su Qian'an's Qi and blood rolled and immediately mentioned eight points.

Just as he wanted to look back at the beginning of summer, another sentence came in his ear.

"But so."

Su Qian'an was so excited by the teasing that he raised the speed to the limit. After a while, he looked back at the beginning of summer with a little panting.

Looking back, I found that the young master was gone. He wondered how he could compete with the young master if he took off. Just wanted to fall down and look for it, but I was patted on the shoulder. I looked at him provocatively side by side with him in early summer.

"Can it be faster?"

Su Qian'an feels oppressed. He is a dignified eight foot man. His lightness skill can't compare with the young master who has just 13. The green veins on the surface burst up, but the speed could not be raised any more.

When he landed in Yinzhi's yard, Su Qian'an's forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat.

At the beginning of summer, he knocked on the door and opened the door. It was very unexpected to see the beginning of summer.

"Young master, why are you here?"

He looked at Su Qian'an with four jars of wine, which was even more unexpected.

"Qian An, how can I bring you four jars of wine and make you so tired?"

Su Qian'an looked embarrassed. He looked relaxed, and the corners of his mouth at the beginning of summer looked as usual.

"Why not invite me in?" Asked with a smile at the beginning of summer.

"Please come in, please come in." He stepped aside and invited them into the house.

"I'm just looking for you to drink. I brought the blue bridge wind moon you love."

He nodded and turned to get the utensils.

Su Qian'an was angry with himself and took a jar to drink alone outside the house. He felt that he had no face to see the young master now. When he saw that handsome little face, he had a toothache.

Early summer knew that he had just been frustrated. He didn't mind him and began to gossip with him.

"The second floor is ready?"

"Well, there's not much modification. It's almost as if we moved the goods from the warehouse, cleaned them, put some bookshelves and prepared some drinks."

"In your spare time, you can also buy some girls to use when you come back. It's inconvenient for me to send them here in case they are recognized."

"I'm used to it. I don't need anyone else. I don't need it."

"Not now. What about the future? You can choose some young ones and cultivate them yourself slowly. You can rest assured that they will be used in the future. What others give you is not as considerate as what you bring out with your own hands."

"Yes, the young master is thoughtful."

"You should change your name, too. Li Qiang's pseudonym can't be used anymore."

"Young master, give me one?"

At the beginning of summer, I thought for a while.

"How about Mr. Bingwen?"

"To help many scholars, uphold the virtue of literature. Thank you for your name."

"Young master Bingwen is just a name for spreading news to the outside world. I still like to ask you to lead it."

"Huh?"

"Don't lead others, children and grandchildren. Your father wants you to inherit the good style of the door. One day, I will be ashamed of you. Give you justice and let you become the person who reestablishes the style of the door!"

In early summer, his eyes were dark and deep. He stared at it like that, solemn and determined.

His heart was greatly shocked. He thought that poisoning Du Hanfei was the last thing he could do for his family. However, early summer told him that one day. He can not only revenge, but also rebuild Ren's family?

A single spark started a prairie fire in my heart, and the blood around me was boiling. He didn't cry when his family was broken and died, when he was displaced, and when he was dying, he didn't cry.

At that time, his heart was full of hate. He told himself that this revenge was destined to be carried out alone. Du Hanfei doesn't die. He doesn't even have the qualification to cry.

However, at this moment, he suddenly wanted to cry. He felt that there was another person in the world who knew his surname Ren, his name xuanzhe and his word citation.

He got up and bowed deeply.

At the beginning of summer, he patted him on the shoulder and lifted him up.

Su Qianan pushed the door and came in at this time. I just saw that the hand in early summer was still carrying Yinzhi's arm, and Yinzhi's eyes were still red. He grabbed the back of his head and asked in confusion, "I'm not here at the right time?"

Pick eyebrows in early summer.

"Feeling calm?"

Su Qianan immediately had a toothache, wrinkled his face and muttered, "that... The wine is over."

At the beginning of summer, the opera smiled and poured a glass of wine for Su Qian'an. Bingwen jokingly asked, "why does Qian an feel ups and downs?"

Su Qian'an glanced at him, drank the wine in the cup angrily and added another cup.

Early summer comforted him: "you don't have to be so considerate. In terms of martial arts, I can't beat you."

I heard a little, eh.

"What did Qian'an lose to the young master?"

"Lead it!" Su Qian'an's mood, which had just been comforted by the beginning of summer, was blown up by the question.

Bingwen glanced at him and said solemnly, "call me Bingwen childe in the future."

"Ah?" Su Qian'an opened his mouth wide.

Bingwen nodded his head in affirmation.

Su Qian'an looked at the beginning of summer and nodded slightly when he saw him. He said with gnashing teeth, "I've seen childe Bingwen."

Bingwen raised his hand and bowed.

"You're welcome, you're welcome. What did brother Qian'an lose?"

"Lead it!" Su Qian'an patted the table and got up.

"It's Bingwen." Bingwen remained motionless.

"Bingwen!!"

"What's up?"

"You, you..." Su Qian'an was so angry that he took two jars of wine and pulled out the lid. "Done."

At the beginning of summer, watching them both play and play like children, I couldn't help feeling very good.

He was a little worried about going to the Palace tomorrow night. It was not Xiao Yanjun, but Xiao Zimu.

In his previous life, he owed a life, a country and a deep love.

Some enemies, you can personally blood blade, clear goal.

But some kindness, but I don't know how to repay it.

He thought that in this life, he would do his best to protect Xiao Zimu and give him everything he wanted.

"Come on, do it."

Su Qian'an raises his glass to Bingwen, and Bingwen raises his glass to early summer.

At the beginning of summer, looking at Bingwen's face under the candlelight, he remembered that he was the same in the previous life. He smiled and said to her, "come on, do it."

He thought.

If you want to buy blue bridge and carry wine, it's not like a youth tour

Fortunately, it was the same one.

Drink it up in early summer.

We are still bosom friends in this life.

splendid.

Cups and wine crisscross, and the sky is getting brighter. It's five o'clock. It's time to go back to the house.

Early summer took Su Qian'an to leave, Bingwen got up to send him off, and early summer waved his hand.

"The dew is heavy. It's cold. Don't send it."

Then he took a step back and saluted, "young master, go slowly."

At the beginning of summer, he nodded and left with Su Qian'an.

Su Qian'an looked in the air at the beginning of summer when he still had spare strength beside him. He was unwilling to ask, "young master, how much strength did you use?"

"Well." At the beginning of summer, he tilted his head.

"Six points."

Su Qianan just wants to smoke his big mouth. Why do you ask? Why insult yourself?

After returning to the mansion, Su Qian'an left dejectedly.

At the beginning of summer, he looked at him seriously and said, "Qian'an, you are obsessed with Sabre skills, which is beyond my ability. Don't belittle yourself."

"Yes."

At the beginning of summer, he looked at Su Qian'an's back and whispered softly.

"Qian'an, you will be a majestic general in the future..."