A Seductive Gentleman

Ming Chang Yan tasted the taste of petals.

Huai Yu's kiss was very light. The four lip **** were just close to each other. After squeezing that white plum in the middle, there was no movement.

Ming Chang Yan's hands and feet were stiff, I don't know where to put it. At the same time as his thoughts exploded, he was still wondering: Is he moving or not?

With a blink of his eyelashes, Huaiyu seemed to guess what he was thinking, so he pried open his lips and drove straight in. The long feast of Ming Dynasty couldn't hold back, his legs went straight to the ground, and Huaiyu grabbed his waist, holding him steady.

Ming Changyan was crushed and kissed for a while, and his heart seemed to be determined. His hands were stiff next to him, clutching at the clothes on Huai Yu's shoulders. He was padding his feet, head slightly forward, but unexpectedly A footstep disturbed.

Ming Changyan suddenly woke up, but he did not dare to push, for fear of this push, misunderstanding the other party.

He took a step back, avoiding Huaiyu, and reached out to cover his mouth.

"somebody is coming."

Huai Yu was still leaning on his waist. Because of the opening of Ming Changyan, he just laid his chin on his shoulder. Ming Changyan hurriedly dragged his arm.

"Don't do it! Don't do it! Someone!"

In anxiety, he couldn't help thinking about himself in a mess. After pushing away Huaiyu, he made a fan with his hands and fanned his face. His breath had not yet calmed, and he was almost cut off by the other party. His lips were sparkling, and he licked his lower lips, understanding his clothes with a guilty conscience.

Grandma dragged Duan's hand and hurried back.

Seeing the Ming feast, he muttered, "Why are you walking so slowly? I want to come back to you!"

Ming Changyan coughed: "A little thing was delayed."

Grandma said, "What little thing? What else can go on the road?"

Ming Changyan knew that she was in a bad mood at the moment and caught everything and wanted to write something. In addition, the Ming banquet was very guilty, afraid of the deep-rooted questioning by the grandma, and he really told her to find out any clues for a while. This was the first time he was so afraid of a little girl.

But how can this be explained?

Ming Changyan didn't have an explanation for himself yet!

He took two steps and found himself with the same hands and feet, and quickly corrected it.

Why is he so nervous and cheating?

After Huai Yu kissed him, he said nothing and followed him step by step.

Ming Changyan repeatedly wanted to look back twice, but made psychological preparations countless times, and none of them successfully turned back to Huai Yu for a word. The atmosphere is very weird now, and the long feast of the Ming Dynasty must immediately say a word to him to naturally break the atmosphere.

He had a lot of choices in his mind, but he didn't choose what to say.

At the same time, at the time of Ming Changyan, my mind was blank. The previous sentence and the next sentence cannot be thought of together. Often the next sentence comes to mind, what was the previous sentence, and I have forgotten it. What is forgotten with these, and how he usually spends his leisure time with Huaiyu.

Huai Yu is behind him. In fact, casually speaking can break the deadlock.

It's a pity that the long banquet is getting more and more tense, and I completely forget how I usually communicate with Huaiyu.

Do you watch him often?

How do you look at him when you look at him?

Should I turn or turn my head first?

Should I speak first or shake hands first?

With strange questions, a brain drilled into his heart and held a general meeting. After the general meeting, the small part of the heart's movement has not rested until now.

"The mountain road is rugged, otherwise, I take his hand and walk?"

An idea emerged in the heart of the Ming Changyan without warning.

"I haven't pulled it before. How did I do it last time? It seems to be pulled directly, not a big girl, but still a small piece of meat?"

I hesitate, my heart is like a mess.

From the corner of his eye, he kept looking at Huaiyu's hand, and he had a lot of troubles.

But just seeing the hand, and then looking up, you can't see it.

Of course, I dare not watch it.

Ming Changyan sighed, unknowingly came out of the mountain pass, already alone in the temple fair crowd.

Rubbing his shoulders, people coming and going, there is no place to stand.

Ming Chang feasted a sigh, suddenly regretted it, and thought: "I knew I had just pulled it up! Now that there are so many people at the temple fair, I can't even pull it."

The sound of gongs and drums burrowed into Ming Changyan's ears.

At this point, the sky was dark, and the temple fair was lively. Although the sound was loud, he could only hear half of it. Red, red, green, and the lanterns were first on, and the Ming feast was crowded, but helplessly, I had to help the side pillars.

On both sides of the road, there are many foods, many masks, many lanterns, and many children.

The wind was running everywhere, screaming and playing, it was lively.

A lamp appeared in front of him.

The lamp has six petals and is a flower lantern. The girl who sold the lamp was a girl.

He was young, flattering and clever, and had a good basket of words. He bought a lantern for the Ming banquet.

Ming Changyan laughed and said, "Love can help. I don't have silver, I just want to buy a lamp for you, I'm afraid I can't get any money."

Unexpectedly, a bony hand took the lantern.

The heart of Ming Changyan, with the appearance of the master of the hand, jumped uncontrollably. He almost wanted to cover his face and sighed loudly: Damn it!

Huaiyu took the lantern and held it in his hand.

This lamp has a unique workmanship, it is a slender cotton thread hanging, the other end of the thread is held in the hands of Huaiyu.

Seeing this at the Long Banquet of Ming Dynasty, his heart was tense, and finally he found a topic to open his mouth and quickly said, "Do you like this lamp?"

Huaiyu's eyes were lowered, and Leng Buding put the cotton thread hanging from the lantern in his hand. The line seemed to have vitality, and it turned around, entangled the hands of Ming Changyan.

Ming Changyan pursed his lips.

Huai Yu said with certainty: "You like me."

At this moment, the noisy street, suddenly frozen, stopped in his eyes.

With a slight movement of the Ming banquet, the thread in his hand became tighter, almost binding his hand with Huaiyu.

Huai Yu stared calmly, staring at him stubbornly, always with a cold eyes, at this time there was a vaguely candid frankness. And a hint of imperceptibility.

Ming Changyan was seen with fever, tinnitus and dazzling. There was an answer stuck in his chest and he was about to greet it. After opening his mouth several times, he could only try his best to breathe and try to get himself back into the world.

For a long time, he shrugged his head, and he took hold of Huaiyu's hand and replied, "... that makes sense."

The crowd suddenly flowed, fresh air poured between the two, and the enthusiasm returned to the world.

At the same time, a familiar voice came: "I'm looking for you everywhere, it seems that it's not necessary now."

The long feast of the Ming Dynasty turned around and saw Li Minjun squeezing through hardships.

Crowding, footsteps, eyes slowly fell, and fell on the hands of the two holding each other.

Li Minjun's expression changed, and he said very hard: "What's wrong with your hand? Ming banquet, the audience is wide, you still want to lose face!"

Ming Chang Yan said: "What's wrong with my hand?"

He glanced at the hand held by Huaiyu, and realized suddenly, "It doesn't matter. You don't know. My hand is entangled in the thread and I can't break it."

Li Minjun was shocked: Damn, it's really shameless!

At this time, Qin Yubao and Hua Yuling followed behind Li Minjun and got out.

When he saw the hand of Ming Changyan, he was surprised: "Brother! Your hand!"

The long banquet of the Ming Dynasty dared to arrogantly in front of Li Minjun, but did not dare to go too far in front of the young master. So he pumped a bit, but didn't pull it out.

This time, I was really entangled.

Hua Yuling heard Li Minjun's previous conversation with Ming Changyan, and was very moved: "It turns out that there are still inseparable lines in this world."

Qin Yubao flickered his eyes and asked, "But isn't the master most likely to use threads, why are they **** by threads?"

Hua Yuling sighed and shook her head, and said, "So you are stupid. The sister-in-law can't teach it. Think about it, can a tangled brother be a thread?"

Qin Yubao was puzzled.

Ming Changyan touched his nose and said to Li Minjun, "You are not coming to me, I am coming to you."

Li Minjun nodded: "I thought you had forgotten the banquet."

Ming Changyan couldn't think too much at this moment, just saying what to answer was like being drawn away, haha ​​said, "To be honest. I really forgot it just now."

Li Minjun frowned and reached out to stop him: "Stop, I have no mood to listen to your inner analysis. I also don't want to know why you forgot."

Then, asked, "when do you plan to go back."

Ming Changyan heard that he was leaving Huaiyu, and finally returned to God and thought for a moment: "It's not too late, let's do it now."

Li Minjun said: "Now? You—" He glanced at Huaiyu: "You still say goodbye to your friends first. We are waiting for you in the goldfish pond in front."

After Li Minjun left, the Ming feast turned around and said, "Now is not a good time for a conversation. After the feast is closed, I will talk to you again."

Huai Yu also shook hands: "What to talk about?"

Ming Changyan said: "Of course there is a lot to talk about. I also want to figure out one thing. You should also investigate this matter. Wen Chen is sick. I'm sure this is not an accident. It must be artificial. Look at this first. Is the matter related to the three princes? The feast of Feng Zhan is really suitable for people with bad intentions to touch the muddy water. Today, according to Mu Tu, the survival of the Central Plains is at stake. Although I am not a Central Plains person, this matter is also related to me, and I ca n’t just ignore it. . "

"This life is really killing people. I knew it would be so difficult to pull out. I would not pull out then!"

Huai Yu said: "After the feast was sealed, it was buried."

The Ming feast of the Ming dynasty said, "Is it true that you were buried when you said you were buried? It ’s not appropriate to bury them everywhere. If you bury it, it ’s a scourge, unless it is a place of great fortune. Unless there is a way to destroy it completely. "

Huai Yu said, "Follow me back to the 99th Palace."

Hearing that the blood on Ming Changyan's face was slightly rising, he stuttered: "I, I heard Liu Cang said, this is the sole responsibility of you to seal the feast?"

Huaiyu nodded.

In addition to praying to the heavens and earth, stargazing, and the state of Central Plains, the Central Plains state is also responsible for holding the banquet once every four years.

Four years ago, Chang Xu was responsible for supervising the feast of the feast, so as to avoid injustice and the villain gaining will. At the end of the feast of the banquet, if anyone wants to kill someone, they will often describe the horse and catch it. Therefore, those who host this banquet must be highly respected and martial arts outstanding.

After all, if martial arts is poor, how can we keep the Cang Shengling from being stolen, and how can we prevent the chaos of the feast of the feast.

Ming Chang Yan coughed and said, "Then you go back to the palace first. Don't worry about me."

Huai Yu didn't mean to let go, he lowered his eyes slowly.

"Before the feast was closed, we were not free to meet."

As soon as this remark came out, although Huaiyu's tone sounded very bland, when he heard it at the Ming banquet, he always felt a bit coquettish. He let Huaiyu hold it for a while, and he was quite big. There are still a few days for Yanfeng Chan, and he secretly sighs: Seven days? It's too long!

He tried to let his tone casually say: "Huaiyu. I understand you correctly, as you said."

Huai Yu looked at him.

Ming Changyan coughed again and nodded: "It seems so."

He: "Let go first and wait for the feast to close, and I'll come to you when I'm free. During this time, first investigate what the people behind the scene are going to do. If there is time, I will come to see you in advance."

Before leaving, he touched his nose and squeezed the palm of Huaiyu's hand, and then took out his hand.

When Grandma found Huaiyu, the Ming feast had returned to Yuanhefang with Li Minjun. As soon as Yuanhefang was closed, the Ming feast closed the door as if nothing had happened, and then finished washing. When finally lying in bed, the whole person tossed around and couldn't fall asleep, and then finally came back to mind. Things.

These turned out to be true? Did this happen?

After a day like this, the Ming feast of the Ming dynasty wanted to run to the 99th Palace. Knowing that Huaiyu was so busy these days, he couldn't help but want to run and take a look.

However, this mood is only available when it is free.

In the early morning the next morning, Liu Cang gave the list of stations in various countries. A long glance at the Ming feast, Liu Cang brought another news: "Kyoto is blocking."

Ming Changyan looked up: "What?"

Liu Cangdao: "The specific reason is temporarily unclear. Yesterday, a friend of mine returned to Beijing from the Southwest Gate. Once Haishi passed, he was not allowed to enter Beijing. In the past, there was no such thing. For strange reasons, my friend said Listen to me. "

Ming Changyan said: "Feng Jing, so brave. It seems that all are dead as emperors. Do you know. Who is under the order of Feng Jing?"

Liu Chuang shook his head: "Half it was found, the clue was broken."

The long feast of the Ming dynasty said: "The emperor is now in critical condition, and the emperor is responsible for some of the major events in the palace. Although the emperor Chu is old enough, but the emperor is not dead, he still needs to exercise. It is impossible for these two people to be so strange command."

Liu Qiang said: "The emperor and the queen did not order, it shows that there is still a force in the capital that can be ordered beyond the imperial power."

Ming Chang feasted: "Zhen Guogong who originally had this ability is still in the prison. If it is a third party ..."

Liu Jiandao said: "Apply medicine to Wen Chen, and slowly block Kyoto, it should be the same person."

Ming banquet: "Three Kings?"

Liu Qiang: "The biggest suspicion is him. But he suffers from no evidence and is not easy to deal with for no reason."

Ming Changyan pinched his chin and pondered for a moment.

Liu Cang said: "By the way, how are you preparing for the feast of banquet? Are you planning to re-tell the world that you are still alive as a gentleman?"

Ming Chang Yan said: "What about it?"

Liu Cang said: "I'm not saying that's not good. It's just that your outfit is a little different from your previous dress. Where are you going to get a gentleman's uniform?"

Ming Chang Yan said: "Isn't it easy to find!"

After a fragrant incense, he stood at the door of Linglong Pavilion.

The exquisite "Linglong Pavilion" spreads all over the world and is the largest and most comprehensive arsenal. In addition to swords, forks and swords, there are also various hidden weapon fans. Medicines are the must-have shops of the rivers and lakes.

This "Longlong Pavilion" in Kyoto is magnificent.

Pushing open the main door, the sword on the wall, full of eyes.

Liu Chuang couldn't help asking: "Dingling girl has always been extremely expensive in business. Can you afford it?"

Ming Chang feasted: "I ca n’t afford a white bar before I ca n’t afford it. I do n’t pay back. Does she use me to make little money? Now, what's wrong with buying clothes I used to wear?"

Going forward, the boss is trying hard to sell the same black robe of "Yun Gen gentleman".

The long feast of the Ming Dynasty crowded forward, and found that the big feast was close, and the store set up a discount. Buy one and get one, and all it takes is only two or two silver!

He took a sip of air-conditioning: "I didn't expect that my clothes were so expensive!"

The dress worn by Ming Changyan was embarrassed to say that it was not bought but made by myself. Wherever the needle and thread can be used, Ming Shaoxia can save and save. He only buys clothing, cuts three and cuts two, and cuts a suit of his own. Not to mention ingenuity, but durability is certain.

Where it is scratched, the black one is not easy to find. It is just three years old, three years old, sewing and mending for another three years.

Liu Qingwen heard tears, and said with emotion: "I can't think of you, the Daqing Gate School, you, a big brother, are living in such poverty."

Ming Chang feasted: "That's all I just entered Tianqing. Later, after I got the Cangsheng order, the big ones who gave us money were more generous than one, and one generous than one, so I never worry about eating and drinking.

As he listened to the boss's introduction, he estimated in his heart the few copper plates he had left.

Plus and minus back and forth, I guess I can only buy a sleeve to go back.

Liu Cang said: "If you have no money, I will lend it to you first."

Ming Changyan said: "It's good to say. In fact, I'm not without money. I still have twenty copper plates. You can borrow two or two more to make it."

From his arms, he found a small purse, blue bottom, green water, white clouds, and in the middle, there was a small fish shaking his head and tail. The pattern is beautiful and delicate, and when it is taken out, the **** the edge is very excited.

The daring even stepped forward and asked where the money bag was bought.

The long feast of the Ming Dynasty waved his hands, unable to explain why-this bag was made by him when he was sick, and it was the only one.

However, today's money bag is slightly heavy.

As soon as the Ming banquet was taken out, there was something wrong-twenty copper plates, this weight was too strange!

When I opened the purse, I saw that the twenty copper plates were not moving. Above, it was squeezed next to each other, layer upon layer, dazzled with dozens of small gold beads, shaking the money bag, and some gold leaves mixed in it.

Liu Jian glanced and congratulated in a warm voice: "Congratulations, son Ming. It seems that you are rich."

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