Chapter 36: Roast Chicken in the Mountains

"Why did you deliberately lose when you could have won?" Lu Xueqi's eyes flashed, made a face that understood people, and asked leisurely. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The curvature of Ouyang Han's lips rose slightly, and his eyes were like ink, "Yo, yes, I can see that I deliberately lost to Zhuo Bing!" ”

What a mess! Lu Xueqi quietly despised Ouyang Han fiercely in her heart.

"How could a person as powerful as Gongzi Ruohan casually lose to a bandit."

Lu Xueqi raised her eyes and smiled slightly, seeing that Ouyang Han, who was looking at her intently, was like a big child, still waiting for her praise there. When she said this, she immediately laughed.

"Thank you to the two benefactors for coming to the rescue, Ah Nian is grateful." Zhang Anian, who was watching these two people cautiously on the side, finally opened his mouth.

Lu Xueqi listened, and her face was undisguised with schadenfreude, "You have to thank our Ruohan son, people were almost ...... by that Jia Meiren in order to save you."

Saying that, Lu Xueqi couldn't help but glance at Ouyang Han, with a slight smile in her eyes, but Ouyang Han lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, absent-minded, as if she hadn't heard what Lu Xueqi said at all.

Lu Xueqi asked in confusion, "What do you want?"

Ouyang Han's lips gradually overflowed with an icy smile, "I'm wondering who this Zhuo Bing is, why do you have to test my internal strength, and you ......"

Lu Xueqi's eyes lit up: "Me? What's wrong with me? ”

Ouyang Han stared at Lu Xueqi with a faint smile, and the suspicion in his eyes flashed, "What is the relationship between you and Zhuo Bing?" ”

"I have nothing to do with him!"

Ouyang Han lowered his eyes slightly, with a joke in his eyes, "Oh, is it? It doesn't matter, why does he care so much about you? It doesn't matter why he taught me swordsmanship so that I can protect you well? ”

Lu Xueqi was most afraid that people would look at her with such disbelieving eyes, she blinked her eyes and nodded heavily, "I haven't left Qingfeng Town since I was a child, I don't know them at all, not to mention that I am also a dignified lady of Mingyou Villa, how can I have anything to do with such people!" ”

"Mingyou Villa?" When Ouyang Han heard this name, his eyes surged, his face suddenly turned dark, and he stood there quietly, and his mind gradually recalled...... A person, a piece of the past.

Ouyang Han - the youngest son of King Jing, the thirteenth son of Emperor Shenwu, he was also Emperor Shenwu's favorite grandson. Ouyang Han grew up in the Nanyuan Palace since he was a child, and was personally brought up by Emperor Shenwu. He was gifted, he began to learn to paint at the age of five, began to chant poetry at the age of six, and discussed the art of war with Emperor Shenwu in the court at the age of eleven, refuting a number of military generals, and was known as a genius of the world.

On that day, there was also a young man of the same age as Ouyang Han in the court, he was the same as Ouyang Han, he was a rare genius boy, his name was Lu Ziqi, he was the only son of the captain of the pioneer battalion, he had the same talent and talent as Ouyang Han. Emperor Shenwu also jokingly praised these two as lucky stars given by God to Nanyuan Kingdom.

It's just that...... Afterward......

"Wakahan...... Ruohan, hey, let's go! ”

Ouyang Han looked at Lu Xueqi with an absent-minded expression, "Huh? ”

"Uh-huh, let's go, Yiyi is still waiting for us!" Lu Xueqi pursed her lips and glared at Ouyang Han.

Zhang Anian lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, just pursed his lips lightly and looked at the two of them with a smile.

When he looked at Lu Xueqi again, Ouyang Han's eyes lit up, and his gaze seemed to be a few more installments, "Miss Lu, do you know Lu Ziqi?" ”

Miss Lu? He actually called himself Miss Lu, Lu Xueqi was slightly stunned, this guy, stupid, right?

But on second thought, if a monkey like him could be called stupid, then there was no one in the world who was smart.

This must be another "conspiracy" of his.

"I don't know, who is he?" Lu Xueqi shook her head and shrugged her shoulders in reply.

"It's okay, let's go and meet Yiyi!" A touch of loss drifted through Ouyang Han's eyes.

Lu Xueqi is happy, I hate ghosts, I was fooled, of course I know Lu Ziqi, he is my brother!

……

Halfway up the mountain, apricot grove.

Ling Yiyi flipped the roast pheasant to make it evenly fired, and when she saw that several people had returned intact, she smiled and said, "It's really time for you to come back, and the Yiyi brand roast chicken will be baked immediately."

Seeing that Lu Xueqi's saliva flowed, her stomach was even more like she had just woken up, and she cooed.

"Yiyi, I didn't expect you to do this, it seems that a few of us are blessed."

Ling Yiyi chuckled, with absolute confidence, and joked: "That is, the pheasant that I roasted by Ling Yiyi is absolutely full of color, flavor, and the most important thing is that the price is fair, and Tong Suo is not bullied."

Ouyang Han took his eyes off the roast pheasant and wandered on the branches around him, as if he was out of a trance.

Seeing this, Ling Yiyi's brows furrowed slightly, and she whispered to Lu Xueqi, "What's wrong with Brother Ruohan?"

Lu Xueqi glanced at Ouyang Han, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly, "How do I know, I think he is always nervous, sometimes he is not serious, and sometimes he likes to pretend to be deep, so sometimes I wonder if he is an abnormal person!" ”

Ling Yiyi let out an "ah", no longer asked, and instead grinned at Zhang Anian.

The pheasant was quickly roasted, and Ling Yiyi handed it to Lu Xueqi and Zhang Anian with a smile.

Lu Xueqi smiled slightly, took it unceremoniously, then tasted it, and praised with wide eyes: "Wow, Yiyi, you...... You roast pheasant is simply ...... It's delicious! ”

Staring at Lu Xueqi gobbling up roast chicken, praising the fluttering appearance, Ling Yiyi turned her gaze and approached Ouyang Han, who was sitting under the tree, "Brother Ruohan, give." ”

Ouyang Han raised his eyes to look at Ling Yiyi, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally smiled, took the roast chicken in Yiyi's hand, and said, "Thank you, Yiyi."

Ling Yiyi kept staring at Ouyang Han, although the corners of his mouth were greasy, but his eating appearance was really elegant compared to Lu Xueqi.