The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Even if he wanted to be held accountable, it was not his turn to ask.

Next, Luo Chuannan reprimanded each of them one by one. In fact, he was also angry, just to vent his anger.

After the show ended, several people walked out with unsightly faces, but Zheng Xian and Yang Xiuwen looked at each other secretly.

From that day on when the two met Miss Qing'er, after Erlong Xifeng, this kind of special experience was like a stink again, so the two of them hang out together all day long, looking for girls to have fun.

Not long after, the two returned quietly and got together.

"Because of that prodigal son, he was scolded again!" Yang Xiuwen said angrily.

Zheng Xian said: "I heard that Su Zhe is not dead, and Wang Kang even spent huge sums of money to hire a doctor to hang him!"

"I'm worried that if that Su Zhe really wakes up, he might bring us trouble!"

"If you think too much, what trouble can you have?"

Yang Xiuwen sneered and said: "Speaking of which, I'm in a better mood. That Su Zhe fell off the cliff and hung on the tree for another day and night. Ghosts and gods can't save him! What's the use of hanging?"

"He, Wang Kang, knows how to paint and discuss strategies, but can he also be good at medicine?"

However, he did not expect that Wang Kang would really know it.

"I'm worried about Wang Kang's revenge!"

Zheng Xian's face was full of worry, "You don't know, this son always revenges every revenge, and it seems that anyone who offends him will have no good end!"

"And he clearly knew that it was us who did it! Now there is no movement, I wonder if there is some bigger conspiracy?"

"Brother Zheng! You are really too afraid of that Wang Kang, don't think too much, I will leave Yangzhou City tomorrow, and go back to the county town with the governor, today you can have fun with me brother!"

Yang Xiuwen had an aftertaste on his face: "That girl Qing'er really deserves her reputation, that taste..."

You pat your ass and leave, what should I do?Zheng Xian cursed secretly.

However, he was also deliberately moved by what Yang Xiuwen said. Before, he and Miss Qing'er had difficulty persevering to the end every time and were defeated!

With the addition of Yang Xiuwen, two dragons play a phoenix, it is refreshing!

He thought about suddenly feeling an unbearable itchiness in his crotch, so he subconsciously scratched it. Zheng Xian felt that something was wrong, after all, Yang Xiuwen was still in front of him.

He looked over unnaturally, but Yang Xiuwen was also scratching.

"Suddenly itchy!"

Yang Xiuwen said embarrassingly: "It seems that we all have needs, what are you waiting for? Go to Lichun Garden now and find Miss Qing'er!"

The itching became more and more serious, Zheng Xian also agreed with what Yang Xiuwen said, the two looked at each other and smiled, and hurried away...

[Author's digression]: There is a ranking list of silver tickets, vote for me, and let me go forward

Chapter 169 Wang Kang, You Are So Ruthless!

Because of the special period, Zheng Xian's father was very strict with him, and because Yang Xiuwen had been reprimanded by Luo Chuannan several times, he didn't dare to make trouble. The two of them got together quietly without even bringing any entourage.

What happened at night, and there is no carriage.

The two became excited, thinking of Miss Qing'er, they couldn't wait!

In the end, I had no choice but to walk.

Yang Xiuwen felt that somewhere in his body was itching more, it was unbearably itchy, he had never experienced such a situation before, what's going on?

After thinking about it, he attributed this to his own needs, and naturally had a physiological reaction.

So he couldn't help speeding up.

Huh?Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered a new continent. Due to running, his legs rubbed against each other, which made his itching less.

Wow, that's okay too?

The faster you run, the more intense the friction, the less itchy!

So he ran even harder.

Running, running, Yang Xiuwen suddenly woke up, there were two of them, don't lose Zheng Xian by running so fast.

Thinking of this, he slowed down his pace, and when he looked back, he was suddenly surprised that Zheng Xian was right beside him, following steadily.

What's the situation?

As if aware of Yang Xiuwen's doubts, Zheng Xian scratched subconsciously, and gave him a look you know.

Yang Xiuwen suddenly realized that this was the same situation as his own, and he couldn't wait any longer.

The two looked at each other in a tacit understanding, and then suddenly accelerated and ran wildly.

Ah, it doesn't itch anymore!

It will itch for a while, it will not itch for a while, so exciting!

The two ran faster and faster, shouting from time to time, in this night.

Pedestrians passing by were stunned when they saw it. These are two fools who came from nowhere.

Judging by their clothes, they seem to be the young masters of the rich family. Could it be that they are the stupid sons of the landlord's family again?

But they don't know that these two, one is Yang Xiuwen, who is known as the little painter, and the other is Zheng Xian, the son of Yangzhou City Sima Zheng Qigong.

And instead of feeling ashamed, they felt a rare sense of excitement from this unusual behavior.

Not long after, the two arrived at Li Chun Yuan, entered the door and stood there panting.

The shopkeeper of Li Chunyuan saw him, and immediately came up to greet him, and said strangely: "Master Zheng, Mr. Yang, what's wrong with you?"

"Where's Miss Qing'er? Are you still in Tianzihao's room?" Yang Xiuwen asked anxiously.

Hearing this, and seeing the eager expressions of the two, the shopkeeper was speechless, and the two were in a hurry to do this.

"Ask you, are you there?" Zheng Xian asked impatiently.

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Not here!"

"Not here?"

"Where did it go? We were still together yesterday."

The two asked anxiously again.