Travel back to ancient times to play danmei

The Pingqiang mission was placed in a guest house not far from the imperial palace. The mansion was huge and decorated magnificently yet elegantly. Qian Xing looked at the delicate and artificial flowers in the yard, and couldn't help but miss his hometown of the prairie. There are nameless small white flowers blooming on the ground, and the water in the rockery here is always more greasy after whitewashing, which makes people uncomfortable no matter how you look at it.

In order to give Qianying the most comfortable residence, as early as half a month before the arrival of the mission, Emperor Fenglan brought one of the hot springs in the palace for recuperation, and also sent a few of the imperial cooks in the palace. .

Qian Xing only came back to the room when the moon was rising, and the maids surrounded him to take a bath in the hot spring house, all of them looked like fish and wild geese. It was obviously sent by Emperor Feng Lan to "warm the bed" for him. The women in the Central Plains lacked interest, even though they blushed and undressed and tied their hair, there was no response, and they strode into the misty hot spring pool.

"This hot spring is not bad...you all get back, don't come in without my order." Qian Xing suddenly glanced at the window, stretched her arms calmly and leaned against the wall of the white jade pool, her posture was laziness.

When the maids left, Qian Xing raised her eyebrows with a sneer, jumped up from the hot spring pool with a splash, wrapped her body with the coat hanging on the screen, and looked at the hot spring through the mist with sharp eyes. Window, "Since your Excellency came here to find Qian Xing, why bother to hide and be a coward."

"The prince is really alert." The window suddenly opened, and a person came in with the moonlight pouring in. He was dressed in black and had a sinister half ghost face.

Qian Xing seemed to have no intention of guarding against him, she stretched her waist and sat on the bamboo chair by the pool, and even ate a piece of watermelon leisurely, "If you have anything to say, just say it, I don't like to be like you people from the Central Plains." Detour."

Yan Sulan smiled coldly, and asked, "Are you here to form an alliance with Feng Lan's dog emperor?"

Qian Ying thought for a while, then nodded and smiled, "That's what you mean. From your tone, it seems that you don't want to see our two countries form an alliance."

Yan Sulan flipped his palm, and a golden light went straight to Qian Xing's eyes. Qian Xing was about to raise his breath to block it, but the golden light turned a corner in front of him, piercing the watermelon with an aggressive sound. On the crystal plate, Qian Ying stared at it, and it turned out to be a golden needle as thin as a cow's hair, half of which pierced through the crystal plate and pierced into the table. His back was stiff, and the man in black in front of him was much stronger than himself. More than a star and a half.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Either get out of Fenglan immediately or die. The prince makes a choice." Yan Sulan's voice was devoid of emotion, like an iceman who had no desires or desires.

Qian Xing reckoned that the guy would be coming soon, so he deliberately delayed the time and asked, "What is your identity, why do you want to prevent the two countries from signing a treaty, and what good does it do for you?"

"You don't need to know." Yan Sulan raised his hand slowly, and there was a faint golden glow between the index finger and middle finger.

"Are you the secret agent of the Nanhuai people? Or do you have a grudge against the Fenglan people?" Qian Xing squeezed her sweat, secretly complaining why the guy didn't show up, otherwise what she saw later would be her own corpse.

Yan Sulan was touched somewhere, and frowned in displeasure. The next moment, the golden needle in her hand pierced the wind and shot Qian Xing's heart.

Qian Xing couldn't help closing her eyes, waited for a while but didn't feel any pain, opened her eyes, it turned out that a man wearing a bamboo hat and dressed in white stood in front of her, and took the golden needle with a fan. The golden needle was actually stuck in the middle of the fan and failed to penetrate the thin fan.

"Little Yanzi, you're being naughty again." Si Lan threw away the golden needle, "If you come to see Prince Ping Qiang taking a bath at night, you're not afraid of the eye of the needle."

Yan Sulan had long been used to his frivolous teasing, knowing that there was no chance to accomplish anything tonight, she snorted coldly, then backed out of the window and disappeared without a trace.

After Si Lan was sure that he was leaving, she took off the bamboo hat on her head, revealing a beautiful and handsome face, her peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, with a cynical smile, "Brother, you are too careless, didn't I say to let you Do you bring a few more masters over here?"

"Who knew his martial arts would be so high." Qian Xing felt scared, he underestimated the enemy because he was conceited that his skills were not bad, if Qian Chong hadn't come in time, the consequences would be unpredictable.

"I'm thirsty, what do you want me to do?" Si Lan casually took the watermelon and ate it, a few drops of juice dripped on the white clothes, and he quickly took off the white clothes covering the outside, revealing the pink suit inside. robe.

"...I said that I hate you wearing pink the most, like a sissy, and your name from the Central Plains, what kind of flower photo, it's so ugly." Qian Ying looked at her younger brother dissatisfied, and put the white clothes on her face. Kicked off the hot spring pool, out of sight and out of sight.