"The candle dragon didn't come, but he was happy and quiet, it seems that he is either busy or a little confused. ”

Xia Ji yawned.

"Stop! Stop!"

He suddenly shouted loudly.

Zhao Xuanyi had good ears, but the streets of Tianque City were very noisy, so he didn't hear it, he naturally knew what the general wanted to do.

But the more he doesn't want anything, the more someone wants to do something.

Lei Jingyun reminded loudly: "General Zhao, someone is calling for a stop." ”

Oh, yes, why didn't I hear that?

Zhao Xuanyi wanted to say that...

But that wasn't his style, so he waved his hand and slowed down the army's march.

Then he saw the general lift the curtain of the carriage and walk out of the carriage with the flask in hand.

As if he had arrived at his home, he went straight to the attic on the side of the street.

Wang Ao and the others rode their horses and took a look.

The plaque in the center of the attic is written with the three words "Flying Flower Palace", the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, arrogant and domineering, and it is said that it was written by a certain person.

There were already many young women on the top of the attic watching the march of the army, and all eyes were on the young man.

Among the women, there is a girl wrapped in pale pink neon clothes who stands out from the crowd.

The girl looks fresh and elegant, as if she is not shy of the little jasper, she is Qi Yao, the top brand of Feihua Palace.

Qi Yao was snorting melon seeds, and when she saw this merry general who could almost handmail Oiran, she hurriedly threw the melon seeds on the glass cup on the side and raised her hand outward.

It was as if he was welcoming the general's homecoming.

Wang Ao and the others all smiled bitterly.

This general really takes Qinglou as his home...

I don't want to go back to live in the glorious mansion of a good life, but I want to live in these places...

Although it is said that it has fulfilled the name of romance, it can't enter the house after all, and it can't be on the stage.

It's really courageous to do this in front of the whole city.

If you replace them, you will never dare.

Qi Yao's hands expanded into horns, the Oiran of the royal capital was lost in the last session, and she must take it back with her own hands in the next session, she smiled sweetly and softly and shouted: "General Xia, come on, I will invite you to eat mutton soup, just cooked miles, if you are tired of it, Yao'er will give it to you below." ”

Xia Ji took a deep breath of the royal capital's breath, as well as the smell of rouge gouache that rushed into his nose.

Qi Yao smiled and shouted sweetly: "General Xia, the ancients said that you can become a poem in seven steps if you are only eight buckets high, do you want to give Yao'er a poem?"

There was no one beside her, and it seemed that only this man was left in her eyes at this moment.

As long as she caught this man, she grabbed the throne of Oiran.

Today's poem, someone will definitely send her to Qingyun.

Xia Ji was stunned, took another sip of wine, and laughed: "Where do you need seven steps..."

Let's talk about it.

He raised his voice and read out a sentence: "I am a madman this week, Feng Ge laughs at the fairy god." ”

Madness, domineering intentions are scattered everywhere.

Everyone was stunned at first, but soon remembered who was reading such a crazy sentence, and they couldn't help but laugh.

Wang Ao is very powerful, whistling and shouting "Good!!"

Ye Teng and Cui Jue quietly stayed away from Wang Ao.

Li Yuan'er looked at the man curiously.

Laughing fairy?

It's arrogant.

Zhao Xuanyi didn't stop watching, but just shouted: "General, do you want to go back and restore your life?"

Xia Ji waved his hand, "Hold the green jade pot in your hand, and don't enter Jinluan City." ”

Zhao Xuanyi was stunned...

It's really sassy.

If you don't go back, you won't go, and you have to make a poem.

It's just that for some reason, he felt something erupt, a heroic drunken song.

"Let's go!"

At the sound of an order, the army swam slowly like a swimming dragon.

And Xia Ji was still walking, he didn't care about other people's eyes, and hummed as he walked:

"Wuyue is looking for wine, and it is good to travel to famous buildings in a lifetime.

The moon shadow shows a hundred flowers, and the screen is a dream in the clouds.

Flying flower eyebrows hide in the distant mountains...

...

Seeing the immortals in the clouds, he turned the hibiscus to the sky.

In the early stage, I was sweating all over the nine walls, and I was willing to take Qi Yao to travel too clear. ”

Lei Jingyun walked very slowly, she wanted to hear what poetry this stinky bastard could hum...

As a result, after reading the poem, her expression became a little complicated.

"Do you only envy the freedom of the world, and even disdain the immortals? Even if the immortals and clouds come to greet you, are you only willing to turn around and go to the royal capital of the mortal world?

And, at the end, I have to add the name of a dusty woman... It's..."

The Lei Hall Master was shocked by the arrogance in the poem, but immediately shook his head.

What qualifications does a person without strength have to say so?

Even so, she was still immersed in the catchy and arrogant words, each of which made her feel a burning thought.

The people around me didn't understand much.

It's just that I think this idea is catchy, and there is an air of arrogance.

But after thinking about it, I only remember the first four sentences.

Quite a few even read it out.

"I'm crazy this week, Feng Ge laughs at the fairy. Holding the green jade pot in his hand, he does not enter Jinluan City. ”

Laughing fairy?

In order to drink fine wine, do not enter Jinluan City?

Qi Yao on the roof of the building was talking and playing, but after a while, he saw the young man humming a poem, this poem... Although she felt that it was not suitable for her, she felt that it was really delicious and manly.

Her heart swelled, as if she was infected by this atmosphere, and she couldn't help but want to burst into tears.

A moment later.

Qi Yao shyly welcomed the general into the boudoir, her little face flushed with shame, thinking that something was going to happen.

But soon she was drunk by Xia Ji's two glasses of wine.

She was drunk, and Xia Ji threw her on the bed and left her alone.

He is already a frequent visitor to the top house of the Flying Flower Palace.

Washed, bathed, and changed into a clean, loose robe, he sat comfortably at the piano table, and opened the window slightly.

The sun pierces through the haze and plunges into the room.

Suddenly, a small ball of paper bounced open the window and threw it in.

Xia Ji grabbed it with his right hand and opened it directly.

This is the message of the red cloud.

The letter mainly said a few words:

First, the Son of Heaven recruited people to enter the palace to subdue demons.

Second, Xia Ning was waiting for him.

Third, the crown prince remained silent and defeated the faction of the four princes, and General Fang's entire family was wiped out.

Xia Ji picked up the pen and wrote, "Next time, don't tell me the third piece of this kind of information, is it meaningful", clenched the paper ball, and bounced it back.

Several scenes flashed through his mind.

In the first act, what kind of real person burned the rabbit demon, my sister was very unhappy.

In the second act, he used to be a Taoist to test his sister, but Xia Ning did not agree.

"Hmph..."

Xia Ji's expression was calm, but there was a killing intent hidden in the calm that no one knew.

Taoist, get rid of demons?

You can go anywhere, but don't come to Xia Ning's side, otherwise I seem to be a little unhappy.

So be it.

I'll take a look at you, and if you're not happy, I'll kill you.

He didn't want Xia Ning to be hurt in any way.

Just as Xia Ning is quietly guarding this ignorant younger brother in her way, Xia Ji is also silently protecting his sister in his way.

If it's good to you, you can tolerate it.

What is not good for you is evil.

Your heart is small, and mine is not big, and you will never be selfless.

While thinking, Xia Ji began to pluck the guqin in front of him with both hands.

The ten fingers are like clouds and rain, and there are many wonderful syllables flowing out at every moment.

The guests of the Flying Flower Palace couldn't help but sigh: "The general's fingers are really flexible. ”