Jianghu Love List [travel]

As soon as he left, Xiao Xu sold him out.

"My lord, Mr. Xingyu is out, in a hurry."

"..." Duan Hongyu knew why he went without even thinking about it. He remembered what he had forgotten just now. He turned his face to look at Wu Yuchen who served him porridge, and asked him, "Which one is better, you or Ji Bowen?" ?”

"Me." Wu Yuchen spoke without thinking, but confidently.

The corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily, and Duan Hongyu squinted at him. This kind of self-confidence that defies everything is sometimes very underwhelming.

"Don't think about asking me to do anything to him." Putting the bowl in front of him, Wu Yuchen said coldly, "You care too much."

"He's my brother!"

"You still know that he is your brother, isn't it tiring to look at him as your son all day long?"

"..." Duan Hongyu was stunned as if he had been hit on the head with a blow.

That's right, isn't he taking care of Duan Xingyu as his son?I always feel that I have lived an extra life so I am older than others, but Duan Xingyu is also 20 years old, and he handles things very well when he is not by his side.

"Have you figured it out?" Wu Yuchen took a small spoon and stirred it gently in the bowl, "We all know that what you did was for his own good, but you have to have a bottom line, you can't go too far, and you can't control him."

"Aren't you disciplining me by preaching to me every day?" Duan Hongyu opened her mouth, ate a small spoonful of porridge he fed, and snorted, "Don't talk so grandiosely as if you are so powerful."

Recently, Wu Yuchen has gotten used to the way that he has to squeeze himself out from time to time, so he doesn't argue with him too much, and feeds the porridge quietly.

Duan Hongyu was able to obey obediently at this moment, and opened his mouth to eat when the small spoon was brought to his mouth.

"If only you were always so obedient." Wu Yuchen looked at the bare bowl and sighed, "I eat a lot every day and I don't see any growth, and I've lost weight."

"I'm angry with you." Duan Hongyu murmured that he was not full enough, "If you are not angry and I don't talk back to me and leave me alone, I will definitely gain weight."

"I'll have someone cook six meals a day for you. I'll eat it from the moment I open my eyes in the morning, once every hour, and then restrict your freedom of movement. You'll gain weight within two months." Wu Yuchen said while serving the porridge It's plain and flat, as if the way to imprison him didn't come from his mouth.

Duan Hongyu looked at him with wide eyes, and when he finished serving the porridge, he frowned and asked seriously, "Have you been thinking about this for a long time?"

"Well, if you're not angry with me, I won't lock you up." When coaxing Duan Hongyu recently, Wu Yuchen felt that it was no different from coaxing a child, even talking with him was quite childish.

"Can you stop talking like that, I want to vomit." Duan Hongyu was speechless, took the bowl and drank the porridge by herself, wiped her mouth, "Showing, sleeping, I don't care about Xingyu."

I can't control it even if I want to.

Duan Xingyu ran to the palace to look for Ji Bowen, but he saw Ji Xuan.

Ji Xuan obviously still remembered Duan Xingyu's face, seeing him suddenly appearing in front of him was almost frightened to death.

"prick……"

"Shut up." Duan Xingyu raised his hand with a cold face and gave him a wooden man who couldn't move or speak. This hand is good at acupuncture.

Ji Xuan sat stiffly on the chair with half a piece of meat in his mouth.

Duan Xingyu glanced at the food on the table, curled his lips and said, "You're a fake lord, you're quite chic, delicious and delicious."

Ji Xuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he was greatly frightened.

"I'll untie the acupoints for you, don't shout, just answer me a few questions, otherwise I'll chop you with a sword." Duan Xingyu didn't wait for him to answer, and directly tapped him a few times.

Ji Xuan exhaled and looked at him nervously, "You, who are you?"

"You don't even know who I am," Duan Xingyu stared at him for a while, curled his lips, and muttered, "You really look like Ji Bowen."

Ji Xuan looked at him without speaking.

"Since you are in the palace, what about Ji Bowen?"

"Uh...he should be in another courtyard." Ji Xuan didn't expect that the person in front of him was looking for Ji Bowen, he thought it was sent by the emperor to kill him.

"The other courtyard?" Duan Xingyu frowned, "Which courtyard is the other courtyard?"

"..." Glancing at the long sword in his hand, Ji Xuan resisted the desire to roll his eyes, "At the Ji Mansion at the foot of Dongshan Mountain, he is usually there when he is not in the Wang Mansion."

Duan Xingyu thought about it. Dongshan seems to be next to the Royal Ranch and Forest Farm. Ji Bowen likes to live there because he thinks the environment is good for hunting?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ji Xuan turned around and left, just as he was about to shout to catch the assassin, Duan Xingyu turned around and threw his hands away, using the few peanuts he took just now to grab him.

"Tsk, if you talk about the kindness of Ji Bowen's woman, how can you keep such a capricious villain." Duan Xingyu sneered, "What's the use of looking like it, it's not that different."

Even if the acupoints were tapped and he couldn't move, Ji Xuan's face showed a ferocious expression.

Duan Xingyu turned around and walked away with the corner of his mouth curled up. He felt uncomfortable and neither could others. This is what he learned from Yuyu.

In Ji Mansion at the foot of the mountain, Ji Bowen was lazily basking in the sun in the pavilion, holding a big black and yellow civet cat in his arms.

"Master, Miss Hanmei from Tianranju is here and she is waiting outside." Awei, the servant who spoke, was about the same age as Xiaoxu, with delicate features and smiling eyes.

"What is she here for?" Ji Bowen pinched the cat's ears, and the big cat shook its beard lazily, stretched its soft body and lay on his chest, rubbing its furry face against his chest.

"I said I came here when I knew the master was coming back." Awei glanced at his face, saw that there was nothing wrong, then said after some consideration: "Miss Hanmei's piano skills have always been admired by the master, she is here to please you. "

Ji Bowen hummed, this is a promise to let people enter the mansion.

Han Mei is the youngest Qin Ji in Tianranju. Although she is only [-] years old, she is a decent looking woman, and she is also one of the best beauties in the capital.So many dignitaries went to Tianranju to make her smile, in the name of cultivating their sentiments and listening to qin music, but in fact, they just wanted to have a look at Hanmei and want to keep her in their pocket.

It's a pity, Miss Hanmei has long been interested in herself, and she never pays attention to those men who come with gold and silver.

From Awei's point of view, Miss Hanmei just came from a bad background, she was a performer in Tianranju, and she had been in love with his master for so many years. Although she can't be a concubine when she enters the mansion, she should be a concubine or a concubine. He felt that Miss Hanmei was not the kind of person who cared about her status.

"Miss Hanmei, this way, the master is in the backyard."

"Okay." Han Mei nodded lightly, and followed him to the backyard.

Besides, Duan Xingyu ran out without eating, and got hungry halfway.

Looking left and right, the little blanket ran to the side of the road and bought two baskets of steamed dumplings, and ate them while walking.

When he arrived at the gate of the Ji Mansion and saw a carriage parked there, he paused and tilted his head suspiciously.

Not long after, a beautiful woman in a tulle skirt came down from the carriage, and the maid beside her was still holding a guqin in her arms.

He ate the steamed dumplings in two or three bites and wiped his mouth indiscriminately, followed with his raised eyebrows wobbly.

Relying on his own skill to hide on the roof and peek down, the guards hiding on other roofs saw all kinds of speechless.

Duan Xingyu glanced coldly, everyone shut up obediently and no one sent a message to Ji Bowen, this one's temper is also scary, they can't afford it, it's wisest to just watch the show honestly.

Ji Bowen was also absent-minded, and nodded to Hanmei with his arms around the cat.

"Young Master Ji looks much thinner." Han Mei asked the maid to put the guqin on the shelf prepared by Awei, smiling gracefully, "Young Master Ji is busy with work, but you should also pay attention to your body."

Ji Bowen hummed and didn't say much. The tabby cat lying on his chest licked his chin with its tongue, and then yawned lazily with its mouth open.

On the roof, Duan Xingyu narrowed his eyes, a fire rose in his heart.

He was not too far away, and he could hear what the woman said and see her expression. Since recently, those eyes had been staring at Ji Bowen, and his admiration was obvious.

Duan Xingyu ground his molars, his face full of anger.

Ji Bowen was originally listless listening to Hanmei playing the piano, but for some reason he felt a chill on the back of his neck. He frowned, tilted his head in doubt, and then turned around to look again.

Nothing at all.

"Master?" Awei came over with a cloak in his hand, it was a bit windy, and he couldn't freeze the master, "Master, what do you want me to do?"

Ji Bowen shook his head, moved the tabby cat in his arms to the recliner, and lay on his side.

Duan Xingyu, who was lying on the roof, gritted his teeth, feeling quite sensitive, almost exposed.

Several other people on the roof saw his movement and twitched the corners of their mouths at the same time. This movement was embarrassing enough.

"Master, Miss Hanmei's piano skills are getting better and better." Seeing that Ji Bowen was absent-minded, Awei had nothing to say.

Ji Bowen raised his eyebrows, and joked: "Why don't you learn from Miss Hanmei, and save her from running all the way here in the cold, so hard."

"My family is not hard." The sound of the piano stopped, and Hanmei looked at Ji Bowen with deep affection, "It is my blessing that my family can come to play music for Mr. Ji."

Duan Xingyu on the roof pouted, feeling sour in his heart.

He can also play the piano, although his playing is not very good, and he can also play chess, although his chess skills are not first-rate, he can even dance with a sword, and he dances beautifully.

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt, staring at the few people in the yard below, I started to get angry.

Ji Bowen wasn't stupid, his sight was about to ignite, and he couldn't feel that there was a problem.

I didn't realize that Duan Xingyu was not thinking here just now, but now...

He sat up and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Han Mei was taken aback by his appearance, her face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head shyly.

Ji Bowen didn't have the time to look at him. He sat up and turned his face to adjust his angle of view. When he saw Duan Xingyu huddled on the roof, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Xingyu, come down, the wind is so strong and you won't be afraid of freezing on the roof!"

Han Mei was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head in confusion, who was Young Master Ji talking to, the tone was so intimate.