"Fei'er, I've found you!"

Just as Tang Fei looked at King Rui in front of him in a daze, his emotions reversed in his heart, and all the tastes came to his heart, the emperor's quiet voice came from behind him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Your Majesty......" Tang Fei turned around in a trance, and the emperor was looking at him with a smile behind him.

When he turned around again, King Rui stood in the shadow of the lamp, lonely and gloomy, like an abandoned puppy.

Everywhere there was a boiling of voices and laughter.

Those voices and laughter seemed to have gradually become virtual, and Tang Fei suddenly felt as if he had detached himself from the world and was at the crossroads of his life.

On the one hand, there is laughter, and on the other hand, there is sadness.

The ground is full of splendor, and the other is full of thorns.

Heaven on one side and hell on the other.

But is this really the case?

Without hesitation, Tang Fei turned around and walked towards the emperor.

It can be said that this is Tang Fei's choice, or it can be said that there is no choice in the first place.

"Zhongkang, I knew you would find me."

When he looked up at the emperor again, the emotions in Tang Fei's heart that he couldn't tell whether he was sad or guilty or regretful had been hidden.

Maybe a little bit of disappointment and horror, who can tell.

The emperor didn't speak, but just hugged Tang Fei in his arms.

Tang Fei couldn't see the emperor's expression, but she could hear the emperor's slightly chaotic heartbeat.

"Is he worried about me too much?" Tang Fei was slightly moved in his heart, obviously there were secret guards, and he would not be in any danger.

"Yuan'er, you're here too." The emperor also found Duan Zhiyuan standing on the side, he still looked at Tang Fei and the emperor who were hugging each other in front of him, his expression was fascinating.

"Brother Huang." Hearing the emperor call him, he reacted and saluted the emperor.

The emperor didn't think about introducing Tang Fei to Duan Zhiyuan, but just smiled faintly: "Since you have seen it, let's go for a walk together." ”

I don't know what Duan Zhiyuan thinks, but Tang Fei is really a little embarrassed and inexplicably weak-hearted.

But he could only hold the emperor's hand tightly and force his beating heart to slowly calm down.

It can be seen that the emperor really cares for this only younger brother, and he simply treats Duan Zhiyuan as a child who has not grown up.

Along the way, there are many and trivial problems.

"How did you get out on your own? Why don't you bring someone with you?"

"What have you done lately, have you stayed up late reading again?"

These questions are not like a pair of royal brothers, but they are really like a pair of brothers from ordinary people's families, and the elder brother is reprimanding the younger brother.

Along the way, after Duan Zhiyuan came, Tang Fei didn't speak again, just listened to the brothers' questions and answers with a smile.

Fortunately, the embarrassment did not last long, and Imperial Physician Gui Yuan and Bai Qihong finally found their master.

Immediately afterwards, the group met Changhua Quangong and Xiaoye Gonggong on the next street corner.

At this point, in addition to the romantic date between Cherry and Kang Dahai, the group got together again.

There is one less General Wei, but there is one more King Rui.

It's just that this atmosphere is much worse than before, and the main reason for this is generally Tang Fei's unease and depression.

Just when Tang Fei was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to take care of the somewhat uncomfortable atmosphere, it was really 'someone sent a leather jacket on a cold day', and there was a circle of people in front of him, and something strange happened.

On the one hand, it was good, but on the other hand, he was in a hurry to get rid of the unnatural atmosphere of silence in front of him, Tang Fei hurriedly grabbed the emperor's hand and squeezed forward.

A woman dressed in white was crying and kneeling on the ground, pear blossoms with rain, weak guests.

Behind him, under a mat, there seemed to be a person lying down.

Then look at the sign in front of the woman, and the four big characters 'sell yourself to bury your father'.

Scold! This Shangyuan Festival, it's really a rare thing.

I just met the ancient bullies, and I saw another special product of this ancient world: selling myself to bury my father.

Although Tang Fei felt that it was a bit inappropriate for this woman to choose to sell herself to bury her father on the Shangyuan Festival, he only felt that this woman was pitiful.

Happy families are all alike, but unhappy families have their own misfortunes.

Everyone who has been forced by life to let go of their self-esteem has a long and poignant story.

However, the focus of the circle around everyone is not the woman who sold herself to bury her father, but the two men who are both fighting together and are inseparable.

In fact, a raw man with a big shoulder, a round waist and a full beard is obviously not a native of Shengjing, and looking at what he wears, he is a little rustic, and he can't keep up with the fashion trend in Shengjing.

That's right, like modern society, the Shengjing City of the Great Cloud Country is like the current capital Beijing.

This Shengjing is the place where the emperor stays!

Not only is the house price amazingly expensive, but even the dress is also the leading in the country and the benchmark for imitation in the country.

If any nobleman in the palace has any new dress, the whole country will immediately imitate it.

During the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet a few days ago, Tang Fei brought a flower on his forehead.

These days, it is not only extremely popular in the palace.

Even today's Shangyuan Festival is outside the palace, Tang Fei saw a lot of young ladies, and they also imitated different tricks between their eyebrows.

Two men fought, one was a big man who was obviously a foreigner, and the other Tang Fei also knew him, wasn't he the King Ning who had a little off his brain?

King Ning still looks like a jade tree facing the wind, chic and graceful.

A white robe embroidered with light blue moire, exquisite workmanship, and slightly wide cuffs, which shows the whole person's graceful demeanor.

There is a gold-inlaid jade hairpin on his head, and his entire hair is meticulously combed, leaving two locks of sideburns fluttering in the wind.

There is a round white jade tied around the waist, which makes the whole person as warm as jade.

Holding a bamboo fracture fan in his hand, the fan pendant is a transparent and shining purple crystal.

As long as the whole person stands there and does not move, it will make people unconsciously feel that the sword eyebrows are starry, and the nobility is compelling.

Of course, this is the time not to move.

Today's King Ning, the situation is obviously not so wonderful.

When King Ning went out, he naturally took his subordinates with him, but now the little guy he brought out had already been knocked to the ground and couldn't move.

What about King Ning himself?

The hair was scattered, the fan was torn, the collar of the clothes was torn, and the left eye was punched solidly, black and purple.

How can there be any suave look?

What is the rationale for this?

King Ning is so good-looking, he can't beat the gangster who looks like a little rascal?

Tang Fei was a little dumbfounded.

In fact, she doesn't know what to do with being good-looking and whether she can fight.

But I always feel that something is wrong.

In the past, when Tang Fei watched TV, he always felt that fighting with men in ancient times was a very elegant and handsome thing.

But looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, Tang Fei was a little speechless.

Actually, it's nothing special.

Especially King Ning and this foreign Great Khan obviously don't know much advanced kung fu, let alone look at it.

It's all your punch, my punch, hugging in a group, shouting and screaming.

It's almost no more scratching your face and scratching your hair...... (To be continued.) )