Before Liang Cheng left the palace, he asked Yi Nian where he was going to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Yi Nian hugged his waist, his tone was light, but no matter how he listened to it, he had a hint of accusation.

"You're not in the palace, this huge palace is deserted, I'd better go back to the villa."

At this time, Liang Cheng was a little glad that Yinian was not in the palace, his hot spring village fell on Qingping Mountain on the outskirts of Beijing, saving nearly half of the distance at once, Liang Cheng couldn't wait to see Yinian at this time, naturally he was eager to shrink the ground into inches, the road can be short, if he is not pregnant, he will even abandon the carriage and run at night.

The guards at the gate of Biezhuang all knew Liang Cheng, although they didn't know Liang Cheng's identity, but they had already been told by Ganzhou that Liang Cheng could enter and leave Biezhuang at will, and he should be regarded as half of the owner, so as soon as he saw Liang Cheng, he welcomed people in.

At this time, when he was about to get closer, Liang Cheng stopped the guards who were about to run to Tong Yiyi, and said: "The pavilion master should also go to bed at this time, don't bother, I will go over by myself, these are my accompanying guards, and I am tired of arranging a place to stay." ”

"Yes, the little ones will do it."

"Pavilion master, can you have a banquet tonight?"

Another guard replied: "The pavilion master held a banquet today, invited the old hall master Shan and Tao Zhangshi, as well as the Marquis of Fuyang Houhan, the pavilion master drank a lot of wine, but he was not drunk. ”

"Old hall master, do they have to stay overnight?"

"He left an hour ago, but Marquis Han was very drunk, so the pavilion master ordered someone to help him to the guest room." Liang Cheng nodded, said "Okay", and asked Cheng Shun not to follow, but to cross the front yard alone, through the courtyard and corridor, and walk to the courtyard of Yinian familiarly.

Just as he was about to pass through a moon gate, a red figure collided with him, and was narrowly avoided by Liang Cheng, the man stumbled under his feet, fell to the ground, his shoulders trembled, and there seemed to be a choked voice.

Liang Cheng took a slight step, lowered his head, and recognized this person as Han Yiyi, and suddenly saw a trace of water flashing from his cheeks, but he quickly wiped it clean, Liang Cheng couldn't help but be slightly surprised, remembering that he was also a person from the Immortal Pavilion, so he asked: "Consider the son, do you need to call someone to serve?" ”

As he spoke, he leaned down and was about to help him up, but was opened by the other party, "No need." ”

He raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth, staggered to his feet, a gust of mountain wind swept by, blowing Han Yiyi in a wide robe and red yarn, Liang Cheng felt that this kind of Han Yiyi was very different from the cold and arrogant pianist in his impression, dressed in red, he looked at the charm of the demon Ye, coupled with the watery eyes like hooked phoenix eyes, adding a charm of seduction, he stood in the wind, like a flame beating with the wind in the middle of the night, and the eyes that looked at him were like two sharp swords shining with cold light, cold and with undisguised disgust and hatred, It was as if he was going to tear him apart.

Liang Cheng noticed that he was full of alcohol, the drunken person was the most unreasonable, and he had no reason, this place was close to the inner courtyard, there were no guards to patrol, and he didn't like many people, and he couldn't even see a single servant, not to mention why Han Yiyi, who should have been drunk and stayed in the guest room, appeared here, Liang Cheng couldn't help but be secretly vigilant, and said: "Since the prince is unwell, it is better to rest early." ”

As he spoke, he was about to leave, but an afterimage suddenly flickered in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, Han Yiyi appeared in front of him, the two were very close to each other, and the heavy smell of wine came to his face, and suddenly, a strong wave of nausea surged up Liang Cheng's throat without warning, his face turned pale, he covered his mouth, and bent sideways and retched.

Han Yiyi's face became even colder, and he said coldly: "The taste on the minister's body is indecent, it is really disrespectful to disturb Your Majesty, and I ask Your Majesty for forgiveness." ”

Liang Cheng has not had any pregnancy reactions since she found out that she was pregnant, except that her appetite has increased, and even her taste is no different from before.

This was his first morning sickness, and he didn't want to be so unstoppable, obviously he couldn't vomit anything, but he couldn't stop retching for a while, as if he wanted to vomit all his internal organs.

Han Zhen frowned slightly, he thought that it was the alcohol on his body that made Liang Cheng uncomfortable, but now he looked at it, but it was not like that.

More than 380 members of the Han family have become unjust souls, thanks to Emperor Ming Yuan's trumped-up accusations, although he was hidden by the servants, the result is still difficult to escape the fate, from the pride of the sky to the rich son of the son of the rich and degraded. Liang Cheng is the son of Emperor Ming Yuan, he naturally hates to kill him to relieve the hatred in his heart, but Liang Cheng actually entered the eyes of the lord, let alone kill the other party, and now he has to kneel down and call himself a minister!

He hates! He's jealous! He was unwilling!

How unjust the thief is!

Why did he fall into the quagmire, crawl and roll, and snort on people, but this person can live so noblely! So clean!

Thinking that he had just pushed open the door of the lord's room with the intention of drinking, before he could lean over, he was shaken open by the lord's sleeve, which with internal force, actually waved him out of the house and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Han Yiyi spit out the blood foam in his mouth, he was actually ruthless to Yi Nian, but he couldn't see Liang Zhaochang's son better, since Yi Nian liked men more, and his appearance was far better than Liang Cheng, why not tempt Yi Nian, and then abandon Liang Cheng like a piece of, this person will not let him pinch and flatten, he will definitely throw people into the lowest Nanfeng Pavilion, see that he Liang Cheng can still be so noble and clean!

This thought seemed to have taken root in his heart, and Han Yi was especially unrelenting, and made an infatuated look on his face, "If there is no Liang Cheng, will the Lord take a look at me?" ”

However, when he looked at Shang Nian's eyes, his whole body trembled, and a wave of fear and humiliation rose from the bottom of his heart.

Yi Nian looked at him as if he was looking at something dirty, and his words were like a sharp sword that sharpened iron like clay, stabbing him to the point of embarrassment and embarrassment, and there was nothing to hide.

"When you were in the Santu Sect, you relied on such tricks to confuse your senior brother, and now that the lintel of the Han family has been restored, you still use such means to cling to me, not only that, the powerful people in Beijing, I don't know which ones have been your guests, even an old man like Li Guogong You can also get into your mouth, Han Yiyi, you do everything like this, don't you insult the Han family's family style?"

"In the future, you will no longer be a person of the Immortal Pavilion, if you are sneaky again, the Lord of the Han family will also take it back, you can do it yourself."

Yes, how can he Han think that he still has half of the Han family's bones, his bones were thrown by him as early as the first time he climbed onto the bed of the Blood Arhat! Discarded!

But is he wrong? Is he wrong!

He wants to practice martial arts, become stronger, have authority, and have power, otherwise the only thing waiting for him is silence, and the grievances of the Han family will not be cleared.

How could he be wrong......

All this is due to Liang Zhaochang, it is Liang Zhaochang who is wrong, it is God!

The wine surged into his brain, his eyes were red with hatred, Han Yiyi's face turned pale, his right hand turned into a dagger, and it fell on the back of Liang Cheng's neck like thunder, Liang Cheng suddenly closed his eyes and fainted.

Han Yiyi looked at the person who fell indifferently, under the bright and clear light, the young man's white jade-like cheeks glowed with a faint clear light, looking holy and peaceful, a slender white neck looked fragile, and the place that did not enter the collar showed a soft arc, Han Yiyi bent down and stretched out his hand to choke that place.

With a little effort, this person who made him look dirty everywhere, who obstructed his eyes everywhere, could no longer hinder him...... 166 Reading Network