Mu Hanzhong

Seeing that Si Huang Hanhong was about to make intimate contact with the ground, a white shadow leaped lightly and embraced him in his arms.

Wu Ye hugged the drunk Si Huang Hanhong, glanced at the surrounding viewing pavilions, and said lightly: "The third brother is too drunk to drink... Heh, I hope you don't laugh at me."

As soon as the words fell, he had disappeared from everyone's sight with Si Huang Hanhong.

"Hehe, King Shunyu is a good dancer!" On the side of the viewing pavilion, an old man stroked his beard and sighed with a smile, "It reminds me of the time when I followed the first emperor to fight for Cuiyu 30 years ago... It's an unforgettable past... ..."

The last long sigh caused the courtiers in the field to echo.

He is the great general of hussars who followed the late emperor to fight in the north and south 30 years ago, and made countless military exploits.The Privy Council is in charge of the country's military affairs, and the Privy Envoy is its highest officer, who is in charge of both civil and military affairs with the prime minister.And Quan Ping was cautious and solemn all his life, and in the struggle of the princes, he formed a neutral faction represented by him.

Wu Ye took a few glances at Quan Pingsheng from a distance, and when Daisi Huang Hanhong returned the salute, he stopped talking and drank and ate quietly, but he was secretly thinking about it.

After three rounds of wine, five tastes of food, the atmosphere of the dinner party was pushed to the top after the dance just now.Over there, Emperor Yunlie had also left the stage, and now there was no one sitting in charge, and everyone had no scruples, gathering together to drink and gossip.A few brave ones also came over and toasted Wu Ye, Mu Yunxiao and the others.

Mu Yunxiao had a cold face and no one dared to approach, so most of the people who came over contributed the wine to Wu Ye.Fortunately, Mu Hanzhong had a good capacity for alcohol, and after pouring down one by one, he was only slightly dizzy.

The night was getting darker, and the banquet was scattered. Looking back at Si Huang Hanhong, who was sleeping on the soft cushion beside him, Wu Ye said to Mu Yunxiao: "Master, we should go too. gone."

"Yeah." After waiting all night and not getting what she expected, feeling a little disappointed and relieved, Mu Yunxiao replied lightly, put down the wine glass in her hand, and immediately got up.

At this moment, a young eunuch trotted towards the two of them, Wu Ye raised his brows, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a playful arc.

"You two princes...please wait." The little eunuch was a little out of breath, with sweat dripping from his forehead, and looked at Wu Ye and Mu Yunxiao with big bright eyes.

"What's the matter?" Wu Ye asked.

"...Your Majesty...Your Majesty invited Lord Xiao to the Royal Garden for a talk."

Hearing this name, the eyes of the person who had been expressionless all this time sank, his face turned cold, and he snorted coldly: "No! Han Zhong, let's go..."

After saying that, he turned around and left, disregarding Emperor Yunlie's orders.

Wu Ye smiled apologetically at the little eunuch, and supported Si Huang Hanhong, who had a sweet dream, and the three dancers followed behind him, and the group left in front of the little eunuch.

Outside the palace gate, Nan Xiaohuan and An Wu waited quietly in a carriage.

"Master!" An Wu was the first to see Mu Yunxiao's figure walking by quickly, and hurried forward, and Mu Yunxiao just glanced at him, then opened the curtain and sat in without saying a word.An Wu was startled, and hurriedly followed.

As soon as Mu Yunxiao arrived, Wu Ye and his party appeared in front of Nan Xiaohuan.

Before Nan Xiaohuan called out, the eyes of the three stunning dancers lit up, they smiled charmingly at him, and entangled him, showing the bold style of women from all countries in the Western Regions.

After placing Si Huang Hanhong in the carriage, Wu Ye glanced lightly at Mu Yunxiao who was sitting there with a murderous look.

Although I don't know the reason, it is obvious that the great god is in a very bad mood right now.Accustomed to his moodiness, Wu Ye gave An Wu an encouraging look, and got out of the carriage.

"Lord."

Seeing Wu Ye coming out, Nan Xiaohuan raised his head and called out, unconsciously imploring.

Wu Ye took a look and saw that the three stunning dancers were not afraid of Nan Xiaohuan's iceberg face at all, they gathered around Nan Xiaohuan, one of them was only an inch away from him, and was stretching his hand towards Nan Xiaohuan's face. touch.

Coughing twice, Wu Ye signaled them to get into the carriage, and the three of them gave up and went in successively with smiles on their faces.

Seeing the imperceptible embarrassment and bewilderment in Nan Xiaohuan's expression, a smile welled up in his heart, Wu Ye sat down on the shaft of the car, side by side with Nan Xiaohuan, turned his head and smiled and glanced at him with a sense of humor in his eyes. It was very thick, and it took a long time before he said: "Let's go."

Finally waiting for the order, Nan Xiaohuan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, raised the rope in his hand, and the four horses let go of their hooves and set off on their way home.

Xuanzhu City is divided into inner and outer cities, and within the inner city is Miyagi. The Miyagi includes the Xuanzhu Palace where the emperor lives and the three major areas that handle political affairs. The place where high officials and ministers lived, the residence of Si Huang Hanhong, was among them.

The wind lamp hung on the vermilion gate illuminated the spacious bluestone road. In the middle of the night, there was no one there. There was a faint sound of horseshoes coming from the thick night. Then, a carriage came galloping from one end of the street and arrived at the gate of King Shunyu's mansion. When the driver took the reins, the four horses stopped abruptly, and the carriage came to a steady stop.

The gate of the palace was wide open, and the people who had been waiting inside rushed out immediately when they heard the voice. When they saw the young man in white who jumped off the carriage, a little joy appeared on his delicate face: "Han Zhong, you are back!" ?”

"Sister-in-law." Wu Ye nodded with a light smile, and asked the servants in the palace to help Si Huang Hanhong out of the carriage, then turned to explain to the woman, Si Huang Hanhong's married wife, Liu Fengyin : "Third brother drank too much at the banquet, and became really angry again. Later, I will have someone send some medicine to you, sister-in-law. When sister-in-law changes the medicine for third brother, don't forget to use that."

"I really trouble you, Hanzhong..."

There was a bit of worry in her beautiful eyes, Liu Fengyin thanked her softly, then hurried forward, saluted Mu Yunxiao who came out of the carriage, and helped Sihuang Hanhong into the gate.

Sihuang Hanhong is now twenty-seven, and has been married to Liu Fengyin for three years, the piano is in harmony, and there are countless boudoirs and resentful women in Xuanjing. ...Of course, in the past few years, Mu Hanzhong has suffered so many times because of it, but speaking of it, this marriage was facilitated by him alone... Some scenes flashed in Wu Ye's mind, and Wu Ye watched as he disappeared at the door. The figure inside sighed secretly.

Three dancing girls in red came over, and one of them called the prince charmingly, and posted it to Wu Ye: "My lord~~"

Wu Ye, who almost forgot about the three of them, looked helplessly at the green pupils in front of him, rubbed his temples lightly, and told the maid standing beside him: "A Yun, take care of them and arrange them properly... "

Liu Fengyin's personal maid, A Yun, nodded, and walked up to the other two, intending to take them down, but both of them looked at the woman here, and it was clear at a glance who was in charge among the three.

The dancer who was soft and boneless was sticking to Wu Ye's body with a flat mouth slightly aggrieved, and her green eyes looked at Wu Ye with moisture, with a look that I still feel pity for.

Caressed with long and slender fingers, rubbed his nails on the fair skin a few times, a few traces of doting and smiles appeared in the dark and bright eyes: "It's too late today, dear, go down with Ah Yun... "

Only then did the woman laugh, her smile was bright, as bright as the afternoon sun, taking advantage of the moment when Wu Ye lost his mind, she suddenly moved closer and kissed Wu Ye's lips.

He didn't expect the woman in front of him to be so bold, Wu Ye's eyes darkened, and then he reached out and covered the woman's head, using the people around him as the background, and kissed passionately...

As soon as the kiss was over, the person in his arms was gasping, coquettish, and as delicate as a flower. He looked at Wu Ye quietly for a while with a smile on his face, then left his arms, and followed Ah Yun with the other two.

Just now Wu Ye and the woman got carried away with kissing, poor Nan Xiaohuan who was waiting here looked very embarrassed, blushed and turned around, after a long while, he dared to turn around when he heard footsteps, only to groan to his pair of smiles Moaning dark eyes.

Feeling a little hotter on his face, Nan Xiaohuan lowered his eyes, tried his best to ignore the teasing in Wu Ye's eyes, and lowered his head and said, "My lord."

Wu Ye nodded to him, turned around, and took Nan Xiaohuan into the gate of the palace.

This is an open-air hot spring hidden in the backyard of Wu Ye's residence. The path paved with cobblestones winds among the willow trees swaying in the wind on the bank, and with the dense trees all around, it really leads to seclusion.

Tired from many days of travel, the banquet added a bit more, but after soaking in the bathtub for about fifteen minutes, the fatigue of the whole body was swept away.

Wu Ye leaned back against the wall of the pool, while the maid in Ren's mansion knelt by the pool, washing his black hair.

The night breeze was blowing, looking at the bright stars in the sky, Wu Ye squinted his eyes lightly, recalling all the things at the dinner not long ago, thinking about the plan for this period of time.

Mu Hanzhong liked Sihuang Hanhong, so he was involved in the battle for the throne for him. However, he still had some reservations after all, even though he had been indifferent since the day Mu Yunxiao accepted him as his apprentice and took him away from Xuanjing. He lost the right of inheritance, but Mu Hanzhong's background is much better than Sihuang Hanhong's, not to mention, the emperor's love for this son since he was a child is obvious to all.If he is really willing to return to the capital and personally run and plan for Si Huang Hanhong, the distribution of forces in Xuanjing will never be the same as it is today... There are many thoughts in his mind. Over there, the maid has finished cleaning and took Clean clothes, wait for Wu Ye to get out of the bath and get dressed.

After tidying up, Wu Ye dismissed the maid and went back to the bedroom alone.Without lighting the lamp, she fell directly on the bed, her eyes seemed to be in a daze, but her mind was spinning...

Xuanjing is located in the south, so it's not as cool as the mountains. At this moment, Wu Ye just lay down for a while, but then he felt stuffy in his chest. He turned over again, and after lying still for a while, he felt that the sweltering heat in the room became even worse.

"My lord...do you want to open the window?"

Suddenly, a magnetic bass sounded in the quiet room.Wu Ye was stunned, then sat up from the bed, looked at the foot of the bed under the moonlight, and saw a tall figure kneeling there in the darkness, with his head slightly lowered, it was exactly the person he thought he was going to rest. Nan Xiaohuan.

With a twitch in his heart, Wu Ye suddenly remembered, it seems... the seven days have come.Thinking of this, the person staring at Nan Xiaohuan couldn't help but chuckled. He never paid much attention to trivial matters, but every time he forgot the exact date, the person in front of him would remind him with a blank face and a faint tone. ... From the beginning to the end, it seemed that he was talking about things that had nothing to do with him.

"En." With a soft answer, Nan Xiaohuan got up from the ground, half opened the window, and knelt back again.

"When did you come?" If he hadn't spoken out, Wu Ye would have never noticed that there was another person in the room.

"Shortly before the Lord returned to the house."

The window was opened, and the night wind blew in a few wisps, sending a faint smell of soap locust, mixed with another smell that Wu Ye had been familiar with for nearly two months...

"Washed?" Wu Ye waved to Nan Xiaohuan, and the tall figure stood up from the foot of the bed, moved to the side near Wu Ye and stood still: "Yes."

In this way, did he go to clean up as soon as he came back, and then kneel here all the time, waiting for him to come back? ...Thinking of this, Wu Ye smiled lightly: "Come up."