Violent and sick beauty [interpenetration]

As Jing Hanzhang said, Yan Xingyu was really imprisoned in the General's Mansion by Yan Xiuzhi.

Yan Chenxi arranged a place for him, and took Yan Xingyu over to have a look.

Aman whispered: "Young master, what should we do?"

Yan Xingyu had never encountered such a situation before, and he was a little confused. He looked at Yan Chenxi's back and said, "Uncle's temper is too stubborn. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave for a while."

Aman: "Then do you want to send rescuers for you?"

Yan Xingyu never knew that he had reinforcements to move in the capital, he was taken aback and asked, "I still have reinforcements?"

"Jing Hanzhang." In private, Aman has always called His Royal Highness by his first name, "I am afraid that the entire capital city can make trouble in the general's mansion without being beaten. I am afraid that the arrogant and domineering seventh prince is the only one. If I call , he will definitely come to save the young master.”

Yan Xingyu hesitated.

At this moment, the three of them arrived at the other courtyard.

Yan Xingyu raised his eyes and was immediately shocked.

I don't know if this courtyard was specially prepared by Yan Xiuzhi. "I am rich" is written everywhere. There are a bunch of valuable orchids planted in the courtyard. After entering the inner room, the decorations are either jade or gold and silver. Take a photo, just dazzle your eyes.

Yan Xingyu took a silent breath.

Yan Chenxi said: "Some time ago, I told my father that you didn't seem to be doing well in the prime minister's mansion. My father always wanted you to live in the general's mansion, and almost put all the valuable things in the mansion here."

He said, a little helpless: "I said you are not the kind of mediocre person who loves money. My father still doesn't believe it, so he insists on showing it off. If you don't like it, I will let someone move out secretly?"

Yan Yong said solemnly: "No need, that's it, very good, very good."

Yan Chenxi: "..."

Aman secretly said: "Then the rescuer?"

Yan Xingyu: "I won't move."

Aman: "..."

Yan Chenxi saw that he seemed a little satisfied, and the rejection on his face was much less, and his expression was a little weird, but Yan Xingyu's willingness to stay was what he wished for, so he didn't say much.

He estimated the time, and said: "I have to go back to the Shocking Insect Guard, you have been running for half a day, if your body can't take it, you should go to sleep first."

Yan Xingyu nodded: "Thank you brother."

Yan Chenxi was in a very good mood when he was called "Brother", and after a few words of advice, he left.

Seeing that he was going to live here, Aman went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to inform him of the matter, and brought over the medicine from God Doctor Yu by the way.

Yan Xingyu stayed alone in a room full of gold and silver. He was worried that the general's mansion would also be watched, so he never acted rashly.

After a while, Yan Xingyu heard the cry of a pigeon, straightened his heavy clothes, and stood up gently.

There are gold and silver everywhere, Yan Xingyu is a mediocre person, he likes it very much.

***

In the prison of Dali Temple, Feng Chenzhou was too bored and had already slept, but the candle was still burning brightly.

He was passing the time with straw in his mouth, when he suddenly heard a light tap on the wall beside him.

Feng Chenzhou turned over immediately, walked quickly to the wall and knocked here and there, but he didn't know what mechanism was touched, and the wall moved slowly, like a revolving door, opening little by little.

Behind the wall was a dark room.

A man dressed in black sat on a chair, with half of his face in the shadows, he couldn't see clearly. He propped his chin and gave Feng Chenzhou a lazy look, and asked with a smile, "Did you steal it?"

Feng Chenzhou also laughed: "Can something that is taken in an open and honest manner be called stealing?"

He took out a delicate Xuanyu Token from his clothes, the mottled pattern could be vaguely seen on it, and on the back was an empty word - sting.

"Because of this little thing, I was almost killed by Yan Chenxi." Feng Chenzhou lazily played with the Xuanyu Token, and smiled slyly, "Do you want to give me some reward?"

The man in black's voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been ground by gravel: "What reward do you want?"

Feng Chenzhou tilted his head and smiled evilly: "I want to be alone."

"Who?"

"Yan Xingyu."

The man in black was silent for a long time before he said, "You want the prime minister's son just for a Xuanyu order?"

"My lord, don't deliberately coax me just because I'm not good at thinking." Feng Chenzhou held Xuan Yuling tightly in his palm, seemingly relaxed and freehand, but unconsciously took half a step back, standing at a relatively safe distance.

"When the king regent formed the sting guards, the sting guards on the bright side were under the emperor's jurisdiction, but the sting guards hiding in the dark were ordered by the king regent, and the king regent hadn't entrusted the sting guards to His Majesty for a sudden battle. Death, the sting guards have no order to move."

"I spent five years in the capital, and almost searched the entire Prince Regent's Mansion, and finally found the Xuanyu Token." He met the man's dark eyes, and smiled, "Although this is just a small Yuling, but it can let you get all the Zhewei in the capital city, I just want one Yan Xingyu, is it a good deal?"

The man was not angry either, and looked at him with great interest: "Haven't you ever thought that I can let you die here without anyone noticing?"

"I've thought about it." Feng Chenzhou smiled, "But who made my brain hard to use?"

The man looked at him for a long time, finally stretched out his hand, and said with a half-smile: "Okay, but whether you can eat that little deer depends on your own ability."

Feng Chenzhou's eyes lit up, and he threw Xuan Yuling over with his hands: "I'm really capable."

The man took the Xuanyu order with his slender fingers, stroked the pattern lightly with his fingertips, and laughed softly when he heard this sentence.

"Then I'll wait and see."

After all, the wall slowly turned half a circle, completely hiding the dark room.

Feng Chenzhou was so happy that he didn't want to stay in this empty prison, he shouted outside: "Come here! Come here!"

Soon, Prisoner ran in: "My lord?"

Feng Chenzhou said: "Let me out quickly!"

Prisoner made a bitter face: "But my lord, His Highness the Seventh Highness ordered you to stay in this big prison until the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven before releasing you."

Feng Chenzhou: "..."

Feng Chenzhou glared at him: "Who decides in Dali Temple?"

Prisoner: "Master of Dali Temple."

"Is the Minister of Dali Temple not here?"

Prison Cheng knew that he was messing around, but he couldn't disobey His Royal Highness's orders, so he could only say: "My lord, please forgive me. I don't have the guts to disobey His Royal Highness's orders?"

Feng Chenzhou: "Do you dare to pretend that you didn't hear Mr. Shaoqing's book?!"

Prison Cheng ignored Feng Chenzhou's words and covered his ears and ran out directly.

Feng Chenzhou: "..."

Play, play Dafa!

***

Yan Xingyu drank the medicine for noon, looked around the room, and admired the flowers in the courtyard. Until the sun was setting, the steward of the general's mansion came and greeted him respectfully to the front hall.

Yan Chenxi has already returned, and is currently pouring wine for Yan Xiuzhi.

Yan Xiuzhi didn't know where he was going in the afternoon, and he was cursing in anger at this moment. As soon as Yan Xingyu entered, he was shaken by a curse word that shook him to the ground.

Yan Xiuzhi was still scolding: "If it wasn't for the group of Jingzhe guards today, I would definitely behead him!"

Yan Chenxi: "..."

Yan Xiuzhi also scolded his own son, saying: "Why do you think His Majesty called the Waking Insect Guard for him? Is he worthy? Do you think he is worthy?!"

Yan Chenxi was perfunctory to his father, when he spotted Yan Xingyu approaching from the corner of his eye, he immediately patted Yan Xiuzhi.

Yan Xiuzhi said angrily: "Why did you shoot your father? Believe it or not, I photographed you?!"

Yan Shen said: "Xing Yu is here."

Yan Xiuzhi's arrogance disappeared immediately.

He put down the wine glass, looked at Yan Xingyu, waved, and said, "Come here, what are you waiting for?"

Aman hurriedly pushed him over.

Yan Xingyu saluted obediently: "Uncle."

Yan Xiuzhi said impatiently: "Don't mess with these things, do you know how to drink?"

Yan Xingyu was very obedient: "No."

"Oh." Yan Xiuzhi, "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Uncle will teach you today."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

With Yan Xingyu's body, if he took a sip of wine, he might have to drink a pot of bitter medicine to make up for it. He coughed and said politely: "Uncle, I can't drink."

Yan Xiuzhi asked back: "You haven't drunk it, how do you know you can't drink it?"

Yan Xingyu: "..."

He didn't know how to refute.

Yan Chenxi said from the side: "Father, Xing Yu's body is just right, he can't drink strong alcohol."

Yan Xiuzhi gave a "tsk", brought white water from the side, mixed half a glass of wine with Ton Ton, and piled it in front of Yan Xingyu: "This is not strong."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Yan Chenxi: "..."

Yan Xingyu hesitated, reached out to pick up the bowl of wine, and took a tentative breath.

Although the smell of alcohol is in the nose, but it is just white water in the mouth, without any taste.

Seeing that he had drunk, Yan Xiuzhi nodded in relief, turned his head and glared at Yan Chenxi, and said, "Look at Xing Yu, and then at you! It's not a man at all to let you drink and push back!"

Yan Chenxi defended himself: "I have to start early tomorrow, so I can't drink alcohol."

Yan Xiuzhi didn't care, and patted Yan Xingyu's shoulder with his big hand: "Xingyu is still obedient, like me."

Yan Chenxi sighed helplessly.

Yan Xingyu was sipping the wine on the rim of his glass when he was patted on the shoulder and almost spilled the wine bowl.

Yan Xiuzhi is still remorseful: "Uncle went to find your father today. It's not a thing. He would have chopped it down with a knife. Who would have thought that there would be a bunch of sting guards? Bah, if it weren't for those little brats' obstruction, uncle would have succeeded. Killing brother, why should I be so aggrieved?"

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Yan Xiuzhi has been annoyed that he failed to kill his brother, and Yan Xingyu wondered if the two were brothers after all.

Yan Chenxi has long been used to it, eating vegetables slowly at the side, and even picked up a lot of meat for Yan Xingyu.

Yan Xingyu buried the meat while eating vegetarian dishes, and was forced to drink by Yan Xiuzhi, so he was extremely busy with a meal.

Fortunately, Yan Xiuzhi drank for a while, lay down on the table drunkenly, and soon fell asleep.

Yan Chenxi asked his servants to help Yan Xiuzhi back, and when he came back, he found that Yan Xingyu was burying the meat with chopsticks.

Yan Chenxi, who was always cold-faced, couldn't help but laugh: "If you can't eat it, don't eat it."

Yan Xingyu raised his head and glanced at him, before nodding vaguely for a long time.

Yan Chenxi asked suspiciously, "Are you drunk?"

Yan Xingyu shook his head, he drank two glasses of wine, but more was white water.

Aman pushed him back to the other courtyard, and was about to wait for him to undress, when he saw Yan Xingyu, who had been sitting obediently, suddenly raised his hand with a blank expression, his fingers moved lightly, and a whistling sound rang in his ears.

The expensive porcelain bottle on the side shattered.

Aman: "..."

Aman trembled a little: "Master?"

Yan Xingyu tilted his head slightly, stared at the fragments on the ground for a long time, then smiled suddenly, and raised his hand again.

An arrow shot out from the sleeve and hit a jade carving on the table again.

Aman: "!!!"

In the middle of the night, the entire General's Mansion jumped up and down.

There was no other reason, because His Highness the Seventh Highness came suddenly at some unknown time, completely ignoring the obstruction of his servants, and directly dragged a young servant to lead him to look for Yan Xingyu.

Jing Hanzhang didn't go back to the palace at all, he wandered around Xixing Street for a long time, waiting and waiting until Yan Xingyu came out, he became more and more impatient.

It wasn't until Ye Yan Xingyu showed no signs of coming out that Jing Hanzhang couldn't wait any longer, so he knocked on the door and rushed in.

In his opinion, Yan Xingyu must have been locked up by Yan Xiuzhi, who eats people without spitting out bones and dipping in salt, otherwise Yan Xiuzhi would not have gone to the prime minister's mansion to fight.

The more Jing Hanzhang thought about it, the more anxious he became, and he rushed into the other courtyard of the General's Mansion regardless of everyone's obstruction.

"Yan Xingyu!"

At the same time, Aman's screams came from the inner room of the other courtyard.

"Young master! Young master——"

Jing Hanzhang pushed the boy leading the way away with a face full of shock and anger, kicked open the door and rushed in.

"Yan Xing—"

After he went in in a panic, he thought he would see a tragic scene, but when he took a closer look, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The entire inner room was in a mess, full of fragments of jade and porcelain bottles.

Yan Xingyu, who was terribly worried, was sitting on the couch with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes. Somehow, he was stretching his arms towards the side decorations, as if he was learning to shoot things with a crossbow.

Aman stood aside with a face full of horror, holding the crossbow he had snatched by force, at a loss for what to do.

Without the crossbow, Yan Xingyu couldn't hear the crisp sound of the jade and porcelain vases, so he tilted his head and thought for a long time, so he had to imitate the sound of the crossbow by himself.

"clatter."

"Da da."

Also two bursts.

Jing Hanzhang: "..."