hold grudges

Xiang Wangfu, this night is not peaceful.

When Yan Qimu entered the door, he realized that the person who tied him up was Prince Xiang Congxier.

Bad luck, bad luck!

Who is it from Syl?There are countless versions out there.

For a woman, it is wealth and pride that is better than Pan An's appearance.

As far as men are concerned, they are more like covering the sky with one hand, with power pouring over the government and the public, and they can be attached to.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, Prince Xiang is an out-and-out devil.

Robbery, violent suppression, and even trying to seek power and usurp the throne.

More hateful than that stupid official Yu Cen Ji!

Yan Qimu's legs were weak, the opponent's background was too strong.He is now meat on a felt board, ready to be slaughtered.

"My lord, I was wrong." Yan Qimu knelt at Cong Syl's feet, tremblingly admitting his mistake.

"Oh? What's wrong?" Cong Syl thinks that Yan Qimu is interesting, and he knows the current affairs, too much.So much so that he didn't want to let Yan Qimu go.

"I shouldn't be in your eyes, I shouldn't spoil your interest, I shouldn't, I shouldn't, it's all Yan Qimu's fault." Yan Qimu fell on the ground, cold sweat dripping down his back.Whether he can live after today depends on Prince Xiang's attitude.

Yan Qimu heard that all the beggars who were begging near King Xiang's mansion disappeared.

He also contradicted Cong Syl, alas!

"Yan Qimu?" From the first time Searle heard his name, it matched his own name quite well.

"Here!" Yan Qimu raised his head slowly, his eyes were in a trance.

"Get up."

"Grass people dare not." Should we say grass people?Still a slave?Bitch?Yan Qimu has never met an official, and no one told him about the routine of meeting an official.

"How many times do you want me to say it?" Cong Syl was in a good mood and didn't lose his temper. He even reached out to Yan Qimu to give him a hand.

How could Yan Qimu dare, he stood up and lowered his head.It's just that they look at each other differently from Searle.

"Do you know what time it is?" Cong Syl asked the bowed man.

"I don't know."

"Haishi."

Seeing that Yan Qimu was silent from Syl, he continued to add: "It's time for bedtime."

'thump! '

Yan Qimu knelt down again, for fear that the prince would call him to sleep.He did not want.

How could Cong Xier not know Yan Qimu's attitude?The prince, who was rejected again, lost the good face he had just now.

With sharp eyes, he picked up Yan Qimu, the ostrich, and threw him on the bed.

"Yan Qimu, I just want you today, what can you do?" Cong Syl lifted Yan Qimu's chin, asking him to face himself.

"I can't." Yan Qimu's heart was ashamed, and he didn't even shake when facing Cong Syl.

"You should learn to please me, so that your life will be easier in the future." Cong Syl's finger started to walk from Yan Qimu's chin, across his fragile Adam's apple and collarbone.It finally stopped on his chest, touching his heart and feeling its beating.

"Yan Qimu only pleases the person he likes." Yan Qimu fought it out. He had been sick for a long time, and died today. Eighteen years later, he was still a strong man.

"Then come on." Taking off his boots from Syl, he sat beside Yan Qimu.

"What?" Yan Qimu was stunned, what are you doing?

"To please me, your confession is already half done. You can do the rest yourself." Pulling Yan Qimu's body from Searle, let him sit face to face with himself.

Yan Qimu knew that Consil would be wrong, and he didn't intend to correct him.But... does he really want to sleep with the prince?

God!What did he do wrong?

"Hurry up, there's no need to be shy." Yan Qimu didn't make a move after being urged by Syl, was he going to hang him up all night?

It's always right to undress first, right?Yan Qimu rolled his eyes, thinking of a countermeasure.

He stretched out his hand to untie Syl's belt, and undressed the prince.

But what's next?

Yan Qimu, who would rather die than surrender, knelt down to Lord Xiang again, "My lord, I really..."

Pull people from Syl to yourself.

The prince, who was only wearing his middle coat, was still hot, and Yan Qimu gradually blushed from the heat.

"Don't want to be responsible anymore?" Cong Syl hugged Yan Qimu and stroked his back, which was full of bones.

The sick man is really a person.

"I..." Yan Qimu stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.How has he ever experienced this!I have never even been to the Goulan Courtyard on weekdays, but today I am here, and I am completely at a loss.

"Yan Qimu, kiss me." Cong Syl pressed Yan Qimu's forehead to induce him step by step.

Candles are flickering, and the indoor atmosphere is good.

Yan Qimu buried his head in Cong Syl's neck and never raised it again.

Cong Syl hugged him and fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day, Prince Xiang's Mansion.

"My lord, Yuan Di is asking to see you." Cong San knocked on the lord's door.

He knew that the prince had brought someone back, but when did this happen?Don't get up yet?

"Let him wait." Cong Syl let go of Yan Qimu and got out of bed to get dressed.

Yan Qimu's arm pillow was numb, and he was still sleeping now.

A pig cannot be judged by its appearance.

After washing and eating in Searle, he called Yuan Di to see him.

"What's the matter?" Since Syl was not happy to see Yuan Di, his attitude towards him was not good.

Yuan Di is a barbarian, among other things, just this pair of different pupils is enough to attract attention.

The emperor knew his small actions, if he touched the emperor's scales at any point, he would be beheaded.

"My lord, my subordinate was challenged yesterday and lost." Yuan Di bowed his head, he also knew that the lord didn't like to see him.But this matter...he must report to the prince.

"who is it?"

"He said his name was Yu Fan."

Yu Fan?From Searle, I can only think of one person. Who else in Manjing can beat him?

"Okay, I know." Cong Xier looked at Yuan Di, and suddenly added, "Yuan Di, put on the blindfold and cover your flamboyant pupil for me."

Hearing this, Yuan Di looked up at Cong Sear, and could only see the prince's indifferent face.This blindfold... Once worn, it lasts a lifetime.

"Yes."

"Retire, and don't come to my Prince Xiang's mansion in the future."

"Yes."

After sending Yuan Di away on the third day, he abducted him and returned to his life. "My lord, is this really good for Yuan Di?"

"Isn't Yuan Di acting in a public enough way?" Cong Syl asked back, the one he despises the most is Yuan Di.

Reckless.

Thanks to him, he is regarded as a talented scholar in the world, and he considers himself a literati and refined scholar.

"That's true. Then why don't we abandon him and go win over Fan?"

"Cong San, do you know why we pay attention to Dan Qing?"

"This... subordinates don't know."

"In this world, we can't let go of anyone with a slight influence. By recruiting these people, we are not warriors with only one army."

"Understood."

"Do you know who Yu Fan is?"

"I don't know."

"Yu Cen Ji."

Startled from three times, Yu Cen Ji.The most difficult person in the world is an adult.

"If he can still submit to me, will I still meet Yuan Di?" Cong Xier shook his fan and suddenly had an idea.

"Go and invite Yu Cenji to the palace."

"This..." Cong San was terrified, and no one in the palace knew about the last words Mr. Yu said in the palace four years ago.

"Yu Cenji, if I take another step into your Prince Xiang's mansion, I will die a terrible death!" '

Where can I invite this master from the third.

"Tie me too."

"Yes!"

Yu Cenji painted a landscape painting yesterday, and today he also became interested, sitting at the table and thinking about doing something.

He looked out the window, the golden cage was still there, and he didn't know what happened to the thrush.

I will draw this thrush bird today.

Yu Cenji started to write, and felt that something was wrong while drawing.

He is not painting a thrush, it is obviously the vengeful blackbird.

Disappointing!

Before Yu Cenji could put down his pen, he heard someone teasing him outside the window.

"Create my paintings secretly, thinking about people when you see things?" Shen Huanming lay by the window, looking at the paintings made by Yu Cenji.

The wind blew through the young man's black hair, he was wearing white clothes today, which made him even more aura.

"Self-motivated."

"Duplicity." Shen Huanming turned his head and walked out the door, entering and leaving the quiet bedroom, just like entering his own home.Come and go freely.

"I've seen you paint landscapes, water and flowers, why haven't you painted people?" Shen Huanming was curious, for so long, he had never seen anyone painted by Yu Cen Ji.

"I don't draw people." Yu Cenji put down his pen, not wanting to draw any more.

"Why?"

"Because I don't have a lover, I don't paint."

"What if there is one?"

"If there is, Yu Cenji will abandon the mountains and rivers and only paint her."

"Really?" Shen Huanming didn't care too much, Yu Cenji had already started drawing his body, which meant that he was not far away from his handsome appearance.

"Master! It's not good! Prince Xiang's people broke in." Yu Ning knocked on the door in a panic, interrupting their conversation.

"What kind of monster is he?" Yu Cenji stood up and walked outside the house.

Shen Huanming followed closely behind.

"Cong San said that the lord wants to invite you to the residence." Yu Ning followed Yu Cenji and told him about the situation in the front yard.

Did you invite someone from Sana?He was afraid that he had brought an army to kidnap people.

"Why did Zongxier do this all of a sudden?" Yu Cenji wondered, this is fine, why did he suddenly attack?

"I heard that it was reported by Sai Lexuan that you were the one who defeated Yuan Di." Yu Ning didn't follow yesterday, and this incident happened unexpectedly.

"How did he hear so quickly?" Yu Cenji walked quickly, and came to the front yard while speaking.

This courtyard is full of soldiers, it is really a big battle for his prince to invite people.

Seeing this, Shen Huanming stood in front of Yu Cenji. Before he could reveal his weapon, Yu Cenji grabbed his hand.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it." Yu Cenji let go of Shen Huanming, protected him behind him, and stood at the front by himself.

"Congsan, you are so courageous!"

"My lord, the prince is here to invite you."

"What if I don't go?"

"Then Congsan will offend you." Congsan cupped his fists in a respectful manner, but his tone was very blunt.

"If you dare to offend today, I will deliver a memorial to the Holy Majesty tomorrow and cut off your dog's head!" Yu Cenji was angry, and both cats and dogs would come to Yu's house to yell at him. Do you really think he is easy to bully Yu Cenji?

"My lord, I've offended you." Cong San waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him drew their swords and rushed forward.

Yu Fu's family member also showed his stick, blocking Yu Cen Ji's body.

"Master, this won't work, there are too many of them." Yu Ning looked anxiously, how many people did Cong San bring over.

"It's okay." Yu Cenji stood still, watching the situation in front of him.

He clenched his fists, but he cursed Cong Syl in his heart.

The next moment, Shen Huanming broke away from Yu Cenji's hand and clasped his fingers tightly for only a second.

"I'll help you."

Shen Huanming stepped forward, with his right hand back, summoned his sword, and went straight to Cong San.

Seeing Shen Huanming rushing towards him from the third time, he also drew his own knife.When the two met, sparks crackled and flickered.

"You retreat now, and I will save your life." Shen Huanming faced Cong San, his hair flying with sword aura, full of momentum.

"Offended." Cong Sanbu retreated, and when he moved forward, he could only feel the sword light and the dazzling blue light.

Shen Huanming stepped on the opponent's knife, jumped high into the air, roaring and neighing.A group of people were forced to drop their weapons and cover their ears, suffering unbearably.

Shen Huanming glanced back at Yu Cen Ji, and saw that he was also frowning, so he stopped.Gathering the energy of the world, the condensed blue light rushed to Cong San again.

Cong San couldn't bear to retreat, he had no strength to parry at all, Shen Huanming put the sword on his neck, and he could only bear it.

"Everyone stop!" Shen Huanming threatened Cong San to stand up and asked his people to stop.

The soldiers who were fighting stopped and looked at Cong San.

"Retreat." Cong San clutched his chest, telling his people to retreat.

"Get out!" Shen Huanming let go of Cong San and threw him out the door.

"Are you okay?" Shen Huanming rubbed Yu Cenji's ears. The situation was a little messy just now, and he forgot that Yu Cenji couldn't take it anymore.

"fine."

Yu Ning backed away slowly, leaving only the two of them rubbing their ears in the front yard, alas.

"You were amazing just now." Yu Cenji looked into Shen Huanming's eyes and praised him earnestly.

"You too."

The author has something to say: From the script of Searle: Overlord, I can get the extra episode.