Fast travel: the host is attacked again

The original owner, Shan Fusheng, had met him a few times, so Shan Huai also had an impression of him.

He Rugu was the youngest son of the first emperor, he was born of the empress at that time, and he was the son of the prince in an upright manner.Now he is only twelve or thirteen years old, but he is no less than his older brothers.It's a pity that when He Jinming was forced into the palace, he was too young to do anything.

Shan Huai narrowed his eyes, secretly thinking about why Juncheng had a private meeting in the middle of the night and how he was going.

One is a vassal king with a heavy army in his hand, and a prince who was most likely to ascend to the throne. They secretly spy on the emperor in the middle of the night, and it is self-evident what they want to do.

Shan Huai was brought back by Juncheng. Juncheng took a path that the original owner had no impression of, and arrived at the small broken house in Lenggong smoothly.

"There are many small roads in the palace, which are left over from generation to generation. Every road we walk has some unknown stories on it." Juncheng explained: "I lived in the palace a few times when I was young. Yue, accidentally discovered this road."

Shan Huai stood at the door and asked, "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

Shan Huai blinked wildly at Juncheng as he spoke.

Juncheng paused, although he didn't know what he was going to do, he still nodded.

Juncheng was almost dragged in by Shan Huai. Shan Huai poked his head around to look around, and finally closed the door quietly.

"You want to rebel?" Shan Huai blurted out.

Juncheng pursed his lips, neither panicked nor annoyed at being exposed, just looked at him calmly.

Shan Huai felt embarrassed, so he changed the question: "Why didn't you kill me?"

Juncheng's eyebrows jumped, and his tone was tinged with a smile: "You want to be killed by me?"

After speaking, Juncheng picked up a worn-out small teacup on the table and played with it in his hand, "I'm still young and my skill is not enough, so I don't know when you came, but I'm different."

Juncheng raised his eyes: "I know when you came, whether you can hear it, and how much you hear it."

Shan Huai nodded, touched his chin: "Are you really planning to rebel?"

Juncheng stood up, walked in front of Shan Huai, raised Shan Huai's chin with his index finger, leaned closer and said, "What do you want to do? Hmm?"

Shan Huai blinked, looking at the enlarged face in front of him, speechless.

I C!

Is he being molested and played?Shan Huai was shocked.

His jaw was raised like a woman?Although this person looks exactly like Bai Yueguang, the dignity of a man cannot be violated.That's right, Shan Huai is a double-standard dog who has turned into a mosquito coil, but only allows himself to be molested and played by others, and never allowed to be molested or played by others.

Shan Huai twisted his neck calmly, grabbed Juncheng's hand and touched it twice.

"Can the rebellion take me? I can do anything."

Juncheng: ...

Juncheng has met Shan Fusheng before, he has been to Chang'an twice, coincidentally, he met Shan Fusheng both times.

For the first time, Shan Fusheng was only twelve or thirteen years old, but he developed a domineering temperament, greedy for fun, and treated He Jinming like a dog at that time.The second time was two years ago, when He Jinming was not forced into the palace at that time, he was an unfavored little prince, but the arrogant Shan Fusheng just stuck to that person, his heart and eyes were full of that person.

The queen at that time was his elder sister, no one in the palace dared to provoke him, but no one looked at him so wholeheartedly.At that time, he was watching this scene from the corner, and suddenly felt a little jealous of that extremely unfavored prince.

Now that his hand was held by Shan Huai, he suddenly had an illusion, as if he was always the only one in his eyes.

Shan Huai suddenly fell into darkness, his hand was held by Juncheng at some point, and his eyes were covered by Juncheng's other hand.

Shan Huai: "Jun City?"

Juncheng lowered his head, looking at your red lips opening and closing in front of his eyes, suddenly feeling a little thirsty.

"I heard you want to seduce me?"

"Ah?" Shan Huai was taken aback.

"You succeeded." After finishing speaking, Juncheng held Shan Huai's hand a little harder, lowered his head and lightly touched Shan Huai's lips, and when he left again, he stuck out his tongue and licked it with malicious intent. lick.