This shadow guard is kinda nice

For the past few days Xiao Yichen stayed at the inn, reading books, drinking tea and so on, and occasionally went out to enjoy the scenery of Southern Chu, but he didn't go to the martial arts arena. He was so dizzy that he could see the movements of those people. Sleep, so I still don't go to make myself uncomfortable.

This day Ren Mingfeng came to the inn to look for him and said that today's martial arts competition should be very exciting and not to be missed, Xiao Yichen expressed doubts.

Ren Mingfeng said that today Jiang Zhaohong's son Jiang Yang will face the genius doctor's disciple Jiang Yujin, so it should be very interesting.

Xiao Yichen raised his eyebrows. That day Jiang Yujin called Jiang Zhaohong his uncle, and Jiang Zhaohong seemed to care about Jiang Yujin. The relationship between the two should be very good. In today's competition, Jiang Zhaohong is the winner. It's easy to say which one wins.

It happened that there was nothing wrong, so he agreed, and Mo Ran said that he didn't want to go, so he stayed in the inn.

Xiao Yichen knew that he was afraid that he might get angry if he went and ran into Chu Yunhe again, so he simply didn't go.

Although he didn't care whether the two of them met or not, but Mo Ran himself said no, he was still happy that the two of them would not meet.

"If you're bored in the inn, go out more, the scenery in the pasture is not bad." He said to Mo Ran before leaving.

Mo Ran agreed, but it was a pity for Ren Mingfeng to watch from the side. Such a wonderful match should be watched, but it's fine if they don't want to go.

Xiao Yichen sat on the chair, Jiang Yujin and Chu Yunhe also happened to come over, he nodded to them, Jiang Yujin ran to him as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Look at how pretty this face is, I have to change my face."

Xiao Yichen was stunned for a moment, he stayed in the inn for the past few days and went out once in a while, so he didn't change his appearance, and he forgot when he just went out.

He subconsciously glanced at King Cheng, and he was relieved that the seat was empty.

Although it's okay to be seen here, it's still a bit troublesome.

He sternly said, "Children, don't judge people by their appearance."

Jiang Yujin smiled, "Understood."

After he finished talking about Jiang Yujin, he turned his gaze back, and Chu Yunhe stood there, looking at him indifferently.

He glanced back at his past 20 years like a horse on horseback, and he probably didn't have any contact with Chu Yunhe, and he probably never met King Xuan of Liang.

"Young Master Chu is indeed good-looking, but that face before was too embarrassing, not worthy of Young Master Chu's demeanor." Chu Yunhe walked over a few steps and said indifferently.

Xiao Yichen ignored the yin and yang in his words, and didn't know how much he knew.

Xiao Yichen looked at him with a half-smile, "It's just a skin, the prince is not bad, he looks like a celestial being."

Chu Yunhe seemed to smile, he leaned in front of Xiao Yichen, the two of them were very close, because they were about the same size, their eyes looked at each other, as if they were looking at each other.

He turned his head and smiled lowly in Xiao Yichen's ear, "I don't know if the emperor of your Daliang knows that the grounded King Xuan has come to Southern Chu?"

The eyes of all the people around were focused on this place. There was no other reason. It was hard not to attract attention when a prince of Nanchu was next to a young man with a face like a crown and a tall body.

Ren Mingfeng's jaw almost dropped from the shock at the side. Who is this brother Chu? It's okay to have a good relationship with the disciple of the genius doctor, but now he looks like Prince Nanchu.

Xiao Yichen's expression did not change, but he smiled instead, "How about this king, don't bother your Prince Nanchu."

Chu Yunhe took a step back and opened the distance between the two of them who were too close, "The prince is just giving Mr. Chu a piece of advice." He glanced at the vacant seat of King Cheng over there, "Don't worry, King Cheng won't come today .”

Xiao Yichen said indifferently: "Then I would like to thank the prince for his kindness."

Chu Yunhe smiled, didn't say anything, and led the confused Jiang Yujin to the opposite side of the high platform.

Ren Mingfeng was full of doubts. Now it seems that the relationship between the two is not very good, but why are they related to King Cheng again?

The other day, Brother Chu said that the reason for changing his appearance was because there were too many people. Could it be that he was afraid that King Cheng would see him?In order to hide from becoming a king?Has he offended the king?

He remembered that King Cheng had been running to his uncle these two days, probably because he wanted to win him over.

Xiao Yichen rubbed the center of his brows, sat down, saw that Ren Mingfeng was still in a daze, and he was not interested in explaining to him, just do whatever you like, think whatever you want.

There are two teenagers standing on the high platform at the moment, one is taller and older, it is Jiang Yang, and the other is younger, Jiang Yujin.

Xiao Yichen calmed down, it was not surprising that Chu Yunhe knew his identity, after all, he was also the crown prince of Southern Chu, and he didn't have the ability at all, he might as well abdicate to let the virtuous.

The competition started, neither of the two teenagers took the lead, the wind blew their clothes, hunting with the wind.

……

Mo Ran didn't stay in the inn for long, and then went out. Since the master punished him a few days ago, this was the first time he left the inn.There were also a lot fewer people passing by on both sides of the street than that day, probably they all went to the martial arts arena to watch the battle.

He looked up, it was a casino, and he came here after walking. After a moment of pause, he raised his foot and entered.

The scale of the casino is average, not very big, with only one floor, and there are not many people, and with the smoke, he noticed the small open space where the martial arts tournament game was set up.

There were only a few people around, and the sign said that the two players who faced each other today, Jiang Yang and Jiang Yujin, were buying Jiang Yujin to win, while others were buying Jiang Yang to win.

Mo Ran lost interest. On the first day, in the competition between Lu Yi and Qingshan, someone bought Qingshan at a high price and won, but lost everything.

He doesn't quite understand the psychology of these gamblers. They dream of getting rich once in a while, but there has never been a pie in the sky.With this little silver, it is not good to do anything.

He turned around, and there was a young boy who was pressed on the gaming table, and a man in charge stood next to him, saying that he was cheating, and threatened to cut off his hand.

The boy struggled and said loudly that he hadn't.

The steward sneered, saying that he didn't believe it, he won hundreds of taels of silver from them in just half a day.

Mo Ran took a look, then retracted his gaze indifferently, he turned and went out the door, the sun was shining brightly, and those dim surroundings were left far behind.

He continued to walk along this road, walking very slowly, there were many people lined up in front of him for unknown reasons, he stopped, found a random person passing by, and asked her why there were so many people lined up.

The little girl was stopped by him, at first she thought it was some prodigal son, but when she saw his appearance, she couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

After hearing the reason, she explained to Mo Ran in a low voice, "It's a pastry shop, and his Taishi cakes are very famous, so there are more people in line."

Mo Ran found out, after he thanked the girl, he thought about buying some to take back for his master to eat, and after making up his mind, he stood behind the line.

The little girl said no thanks, she wanted to say something else, but she was a little disappointed to see the handsome young man with his long legs at the end of the line, and stood there watching for a long time before turning around and leaving reluctantly.

Mo Ran walked forward with the team, among the girls, he looked very outstanding, some girls wanted to give him the cakes they bought, but he refused.

It took a long time before he got the freshly baked hot Taishi Cake, which was both sweet and sweet, and full of fragrance.

He wrapped the cake and held it in his hand, thinking about the delay in queuing for some time, he was afraid that the cake would be cold when he returned to the inn, so he took a shortcut.

It has been desolate for a long time, even some dilapidated alleys, Moran carried the cake and walked deep, after turning a corner, he turned around and pressed against the wall.

A group of people were running after a young boy, and the sound of cursing was heard far away.

The boy ran desperately, but suddenly staggered and fell to the ground. There was only one thought in his mind, it was over.

He raised his head hastily and saw a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Help me." He grabbed Mo Ran's clothes with bloody hands as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

The group stopped and laughed loudly, "Run, run again if you have the ability."

"If you have the ability to cheat, you can't run away, right?"

One person turned the stick in his hand, and was about to smash it down, when he suddenly saw a person standing on the other side of the wall.

The stick stopped in mid-air, "Who are you? You can't be part of the same group, right?" He beckoned, "Brothers, clean up together."

Mo Ran gave him a cold look, squatted down, and snapped off the young man's fingers holding onto the hem of his clothes one by one, leaving a dirty, bloody trace on the black hem.

The boy's eyes were red, full of despair, "No," he called out sadly, "help me, please."

Mo Ran stretched out his hand to pull him up, and put the pastry in his hand into the boy's arms. He looked into the boy's eyes, and said, "It's done."

He stood at the corner, in front of him was a group of reckless men with knives and sticks, ordinary people with only a little boxing skills, and didn't expend much effort at all. In a blink of an eye, this group of people fell to the ground, crying for their parents □.

The boy's teary face was full of surprise. He wiped his eyes, suspecting that he had been stunned and had hallucinations.

There were only two people standing in the narrow alleyway, and the rest were lying on the ground. The young man was convinced that he did not have hallucinations.

Mo Ran took her pastry from the boy's arms, turned around and left.

The boy came back to his senses, quickly followed behind Mo Ran, and said, "Thank you, hero."

Mo Ran's face was stern, and he ignored the young man following behind him.

The two of them walked out of the dark and cramped alleyway one after the other, and the sun shrouded the land again. After turning a corner and walking for a while, they returned to the inn.

Mo Ran stood at the fork, watching the boy turn to the right, and the galloping figure quickly disappeared from his sight.

……

He stood outside Xiao Yichen's room door, raised his hand to knock, and waited for a sound of entry before he opened the door and entered.

Xiao Yichen sat on the window sill with one leg bent, dangling boredly.

"Where did you go?"

"Turn around casually." Mo Ran put the pastry on the table, "Master, come and taste it."

Xiao Yichen smiled, got down from the window sill, and sat on the stool, "You still know how to bring cakes back, you've made progress."

Mo Ran smiled slightly, "When I passed by, many people were queuing up to buy them. They looked pretty good, so I wanted to buy some back."

Xiao Yichen took a small piece of Taishi Cake, it was still warm, the skin was crispy and yellow, when he bit it down, the inside was sweet and fragrant with honey and flowers.

Xiao Yichen ate a few, and Mo Ran ate the rest, Mo Ran didn't like sweet food, so he ate a few salty ones, leaving the corners of his mouth with some crumbs.

Xiao Yichen looked at him and smiled while drinking tea.

Mo Ran stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked the corner of her lower lip, and the residue was sucked in.

Xiao Yichen looked at it, feeling itchy in his heart, like a cat scratching gently.