Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Lang Si looked carefully this time.

Sure enough, only when talking about that person did Xiao Yan have so much to say, and he would unconsciously or naturally reveal that kind of smile from the heart.

Speaking of Lu Ziqing.

He had no good impression of this person when they first met in the iron shop.

It was incredible that Xiao Yan could block the knife for him.

Moreover, there is an indescribable mystery in Lu Ziqing's words and actions, or perhaps he always wears a mask.

Even now that I am more familiar with it, I still have this feeling.

However, after the Meizhou incident, I came into contact with several cases.

Lang Si was a little less resistant to him, but the doubts in his heart still remained.

No matter if it was the sudden assassination during the autumn hunt, or the one who dealt with Guo Zhou and the others yesterday, or the killers who died in the ruined temple.

There is no way Lu Ziqing is as ordinary as he claims to be.

This person's identity is unknown. He previously concealed his martial arts skills and approached Xiao Yan. I wonder if he is trying to trick him?

Lang Si collected his thoughts and said jokingly, "For someone you admire, Lu Ziqing is indeed a clear figure in this mundane world."

The evaluation was fair, but Xiao Yan knew that this person still had doubts.

He asked, "Are you still wary of him?"

Lang Si chuckled, "What's the connection? Besides, this is my occupational disease, so it's normal."

There is no dust or haze today, the scenery is exceptionally clear, you can see very far, and there are more people shopping than usual.

After walking for most of the street, the two of them got tired and stopped at a dessert shop to rest.

Xiao Yan doesn't like sweets, so in order to please Lang Si, he had to order small pear soup.

It’s not too sweet, and the taste is smooth and sweet.

He suddenly discovered that sitting in the shop and admiring the bustling street market had its own unique artistic conception and was full of the flavor of life.

"How is it? Is the dessert from this shop pretty good?" Lang Si took a bite of Tremella fuciformis. "This is my second time here, and I specially recommended it to you."

Xiao Yan chewed the pear and looked at him blankly.

"I say, you really want me to accompany you shopping? If that's the case, you can just ask your junior sister to accompany you. What's the point of shopping for two grown men like us?"

Maybe he hit the nail on the head, but Lang Si suddenly choked and began to explain the situation.

"It's because of last time. I originally promised to accompany her shopping, but she didn't have time so I pushed it back. Then it was my turn and I kept pushing it back until yesterday. But we were busy with Guozhou's business yesterday, so it was ruined again."

He sighed.

"She looks very disappointed. I thought about buying her something to comfort her, but you know I'm an idiot when it comes to women's preferences. I can't pick things out. You have good taste, so I'd like to ask for your advice."

Buy a gift for a woman and ask Xiao Yan to be your military advisor?

If Yang Zhounan were here, he would definitely laugh out loud and would also call Lang Si a tactless idiot.

Ask this person to give him a bunch of herbs, flowers and bonsai, or weapons, he can just ask.

Regarding women's stuff, you really found the wrong person.

Xiao Yan seemed a little speechless, "This...I'm afraid you've found the wrong person."

Lang Si drank the pear soup in one gulp and wiped his mouth.

"In Beijing, who else can I turn to besides you? Yang Zhounan? If I'm with him, I'm afraid we won't be able to say more than three words before we start arguing. Besides, his mind is on that..."

He almost said it out loud in a moment of haste, but he coughed lightly and quickly changed his words.

"Uh... I mean, his taste isn't as good as yours, hehe..."

"Have you decided what you want to give me?" Xiao Yan bought some sweet osmanthus cakes as he left. "Pick one and I can help you with some suggestions."

At this moment, on the other side, Yang Zhounan was sitting by the stove pumping the bellows and sneezed three times in a row.

Su Chengfeng had his shoulder strap hanging from his shoulders and was stirring the fish stewing in the pot with a spatula. He asked casually without even looking at him.

"Caught a cold? You deserved it for letting me take a cold shower last night!"

Yang Zhounan rubbed his nose and said with a sense of foreboding: "It must be Lang Si who is saying bad things about me again."

As for taking a cold shower last night, it was because he had a lot of random thoughts in his mind and he had no choice but to take a cold shower.

However, when mentioning this person, Su Chengfeng suddenly started to have the same crazy thoughts as before.

Yang Zhounan and Lang Si did bicker a lot on weekdays, but it wasn't really a fight, they were just joking around in a cold manner.

It's obvious that they have a very good relationship.

He seemed to be thinking very hard at this moment, thinking that the feeling of liking each other is the same, regardless of gender.

The man surnamed Yang often jokes with Lang Si, asking: "Have you ever liked me before?"

After thinking about it, I came to my senses and secretly slapped myself in the face. Why did I use "before" instead of "now"?

Su Chengfeng's mind was as clear as a mirror. He looked at the fish in the pot and coughed dryly for no apparent reason.

His brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed.

Yang Zhounan glanced at him and asked suspiciously, "What's that expression? What are you thinking about?"

"Ah... uh... I wasn't thinking of anything." Su Chengfeng picked up the fish and put it on a plate. "It's just that I missed you."

As soon as he said this, it seemed wrong again. He looked up and saw Yang staring at him speechlessly.

Su Chengfeng immediately felt that he was beyond help as he had been deeply poisoned by this man.

Nowadays, people can say words of that meaning casually, and they are not used between men and women.

He quickly looked away, coughed lightly, and took the dishes to the table outside.

"time to eat."

Braised carp, boiled shrimp in salt water, and stir-fried green vegetables.

The food is delicious and tasty. It must be said that Su Chengfeng is not only a martial arts expert, but also a good cook.

He took two mouthfuls of rice and thought of the totems of the Big Dipper surrounding Ziwei on the two assassins yesterday.

The killer who hunted them back then had this totem on his body.

"Um..." Su Chengfeng deliberately asked, "I heard that the Marquis has been investigating the assassins with that totem. Who are they?"

Yang Zhounan took a shrimp and peeled it.

"This group of people is mysterious and organized, and their whereabouts are mysterious and unpredictable. Sometimes they appear, and sometimes they disappear without a trace. We only know that Guo Zhou has dealings with these people. Their specific identities are still unknown, and they are all assassins."

He casually put the shrimp into Su Chengfeng's bowl.

"Guo Zhou is extremely important. We thought that once he was captured, we could follow the clues and find out who was behind this. Unfortunately, they got there first, and now that he's dead, the clue is broken again."

"Aren't the forces in the court just the Crown Prince and King Zhao? Could they be King Zhao's assassins?" Su Chengfeng asked while eating shrimp.

"From the perspective of power, it seems to be King Zhao, but the Yan family should not be underestimated." Yang Zhounan continued to put shrimps into Su Chengfeng's bowl.

"Yan Mengjiang seems to be a person who is both in the middle and in the side of the party."

"What do you mean? Hey, don't peel them for me all the time, eat them yourself." Su Chengfeng transferred some of the shrimps in the bowl to Yang Zhounan's bowl.

"I'll do it, you just eat it to avoid getting your hands dirty." Yang Zhounan said casually.

"Yan Mengjiang has a thousand things against the Xiao family. So, on the surface, he leans towards King Zhao, but sometimes it seems that he is neutral and doesn't interfere with anyone's opinions."

He picked up some food and ate, saying, "Even when the Prince of Zhao was impeached by the Crown Prince in the past, it was always Yan Mengjiang's subordinates who made a few defense statements, and he himself rarely participated. This kind of situation happens from time to time."

Su Chengfeng thought about it and put a piece of fish into Yang Zhounan's bowl.

"So you're saying that Yan Mengjiang might not be King Zhao's man? He's only leaning towards King Zhao in order to suppress the Xiao family?"