When Feng Jiachun heard this, he laughed, held the bookcase behind him with one hand, and pointed to the person who opposed the archer: "Do you know who he is?" ”

The archer was a woman, her hands clutching her aching chest, her eyes full of resentment and looking at the beautiful face like a demon.

"I tell you that he is the war king Feng Lian who sent you to assassinate me!"

Although Duan Jiachun didn't like this son, and even used external force to kill him at any cost, he knew that his son, who thought highly of himself, would never have the intention of assassinating him.

The woman was shocked when she heard this, she never thought that they would succeed tonight, but they could finally blame the mastermind of the assassination on the king of war, but now it is clearly exposed!

These two assassins are extraordinary, and their martial arts skills are not from the Central Plains, so who wants to assassinate this old thing?

The narrow eyes were cold, and before she could make a move, she saw that the woman was about to kill herself.

Cheap this slut!

Feng Jiachun smoothed the wrinkles on the dragon robe, concealed Fang Cai's frightened expression without a trace, glanced at Tu Hai, who was still breathing, and ordered someone to escort him to the Tai Hospital.

"Thanks to the emperor this time, the aftermath of this matter will be handed over to the emperor!"

Feng Jiachun's words fell, but he saw a sword blade flashing silver light pointing at him.

His eyes dimmed, and he glared angrily: "Bold! ”

I saw that the sword blade was pressing forward step by step, forcing Feng Jiachun to retreat.

Feng Jiachun looked a little incredulous as he held the steps with his hands, and he couldn't take care of the road under his feet in a panic, and he tripped over the steps and fell down, his anger and horror made him tremble, and he raised his hand and pointed angrily at the person in front of him: "Rebel!" ”

"Why can't you tolerate us like this?"

Whisper.

"I don't know what the emperor means!"

Feng Jiachun's voice couldn't help trembling, and he didn't understand the "we" he was referring to

Who is included?

The evil ghost's eyes flashed with cold light, condensing qi and sword edge.

Seeing that he was about to kill the killer, a strong external force hit his wrist, and his wrist was sore and numb, and the sword "choked"

Hit the ground with a bang.

"Go back!"

A timbre exactly the same as that of the rebel sounded in his ears, and Feng Jiachun looked a little stunned.

The evil Feng Lian held his wrist and looked very unwilling, and stepped on the hilt of the sword that fell to the ground, and the sword turned over and fell into his hand again.

"I must kill him today! If you still have a little conscience, kill him to avenge your mother and brother!" ”

He tilted his head, and his long, narrow eyes could not hide hatred.

Where does Feng Jiachun still have the backbone of a generation of emperors, like a lost dog.

He looked around in horror, but there was no one else but him and Feng Lian.

Thinking of what Lian'er said about "we"

I somewhat understood the identity of the person in front of him, but he was unwilling to let the child he had secretly killed back then appear in front of him and ask for his life this time.

"Lian'er, Lian'er, save your father!"

Feng Jiachun completely lost his former domineering, a layer of mist brewed in his eyes, and his panicked eyes looked around trying to find the source of the sound.

A purple figure fell from the sky, and I saw him stretch out his one hand, and the sharp sword aimed at Feng Jiachun flew out like a rabbit.

Feng Jiachun's breathing was stagnant, his eyes were round and his teeth trembled slightly, and he looked at the two sons in front of him as if he had seen a ghost.

Feng Jiachun didn't dare to move, his whole body stiffened, just for a moment, because he was too frightened, he didn't have time to scream and fell to the ground and passed out...... - the remnant sun gradually receded, the bustling Kyoto ended the hustle and bustle of the day, and the street gradually became silent after nightfall.

The guards patrolling the city passed through the streets and alleys, and there were almost no pedestrians on the streets, but the fireworks alley, which is famous all over the country, was full of guests, especially the business in the Fuman Building.

In the luxurious and elegant hall of Fuman Building, there are staggered and laughter, and men and women are wrong in the special booths.

Watching the dancing girls on the stage, I saw that they were slender and light, flying in the clouds, and dancing like blue and emerald.

Jian Ke, dressed in men's clothes, sat casually on the soft seat in the center, and at this moment she was inspecting the latest dance girl trained by this Xin Niang.

Kexin sat beside her, looking at the master with gentle eyes.

Danqing, dressed as a young waiter, stood on the side with a fan, and she had no intention of watching the dance, staring at the graceful lady with a sad brow.

After the prince came back, he never stepped into the Tingfeng Building for half a step, and the mother had not returned to the palace for many days, and Danqing was more and more worried about the mother in her heart.

Danqing leaned forward and whispered in Jian Ke's ear: "Childe, are you going back home tonight?" ”

Jian Ke ignored Danqing and applauded with the crowd.

She seemed to be quite interested, and her little face was full of bright smiles, and she seemed to be particularly satisfied with these dancing girls.

"Childe!"

Danqing was not discouraged, and wanted to dissuade him.

After all, Niangniang is the princess of the war king, but now she is nostalgic for the land of fireworks every day, living like a prodigal / swinger brother, if someone with a heart sees through this, how can this be done?

When the performance was entering the **, I heard a commotion outside the door.

Jian Ke looked back and saw that it was a group of cross-dressed warriors.

Seeing that everyone present in this battle was stunned, those people were hateful at first glance, they were not good at first glance, they must have come to Fumanlou to smash the field!

Jian Kexiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, since the opening, there has never been a bad thing about smashing the field!

Who is so bold as to dare to come to Fumanlou to make trouble?

Her Fukuman Building can stand proudly with Kyoto Qunfang Building, completely based on the guests who consume here, which one does not have a prominent identity background?

Jian Ke was about to get up, and Ke Xin's slender hand beside her was holding her waist.

Ke Xin was soft and weak, looking at her with spring affection, and said gently: "Childe doesn't have to worry about it, Mother Xin will entertain these people!" ”

That's right, Xin Niang is not a master to be messed with.

Jian Ke smiled brightly, pinched his lovely little pink face, and said dotingly: "You little elf!" ”

At the same time, a feminine white-faced man walked in and ran quickly onto the stage, frightening the dancers to stop dancing.

The corners of Jian Ke's lips twitched, this man's face looked like he was wearing heavy makeup, his whole face was as white as flour, and his walking posture was very strange, it was simply a shemale!

The white-faced man orchid pointed at him, and said in the voice of the male duck: "Today's blessing is full of buildings, and my grandfather has taken care of it!" I apologize for disturbing your interest, and my grandfather will pay for you today! ”

Which of the guests who can enter the Fuman Building is the one who is short of money to spend?

His yin and yang strange words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the public: "We are short of this bit of silver? ”

"That is, those who enter this blessed building are looking for fun, how can you be disappointed?"

When everyone heard this, they reconsidered.

The guards around them are all majestic and high-spirited, they are already famous snakes in Kyoto, and they are not afraid of these alien people.

Jian Ke raised her eyebrows, and in the posture of watching the play, her thin lips reached the wine glass handed over by Kexin and drank it all, which attracted the beauty in her arms to smile again and again.

"You guys, you people, don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink, I don't know what to do!"

The white-faced man pinched the orchid fingers, put his hands on his waist, and stomped his feet.

The thirteen Taibao sitting in the Fuman Building were majestic and majestic, and followed Xin Niang out of the inner hall.

Xin Niang's posture is elegant, it can be said that she is out of the mud without staining, and there is no smell of wind and dust at all.

She walked into the stage without hurrying, and said with a smile: "This son is a talent, your grandfather must also be a nobleman, we are happy to open the door for business, and we don't want to offend anyone!" If you are afraid of the noise in the hall, you can go up to the fifth floor of the Accord, and Xin Niang will be a good wine and good food to entertain the nobles! ”

The white-faced man smiled contemptuously, rolled his eyes and disagreed with Xin Niang's words.

I still wanted to tease, but I saw that the colorful bead curtain in front of the gate was lifted, and two sons, one big and one small, dressed in Dajing costumes, came in side by side.

The white-faced man immediately got off the stage and ran towards the two.

Jian Ke paid attention to the petite son, only to see that she was wearing a small felt hat, her eyes were curiously looking at the bad environment in the building, her face was delicate, her facial features were slightly deep, her complexion was clear, her lips were not pointed, she was dressed in moon-white wide sleeves, and her body was petite and exquisite.

The slender man beside her cranked the folding fan and wore the same tea and white clothes as the people around her, low-key but luxurious.

His thin lips pursed lightly, the jade belt simply tied up his black hair like ink, his hair hung straight behind him, his face was smooth and fair, his slanted sword eyebrows, his Danfeng eyes were slender, his temperament was extraordinary, and his eyebrows showed an innate look of wealth and nobility.

This person doesn't want to be a person who loves to mingle with fireworks.

"Master, why did you come in? The minions were ineffective and failed to clear the scene in time! ”

"Do you know if it's pretty? Go back and see how my brother cleans you up! ”

The girl knocked on his head, and said coquettishly: "You are really stupid, what is there to do after clearing the scene?" ”

The white-faced man blushed, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and twisted to apologize to the girl, "Yes!" Be! What the little boy said is reasonable, the slave is stupid! ”

Xin Niang stepped forward to bless the two of them slightly, lowered her eyebrows and said softly: "Two nobles, please upstairs!" ”

The jade-faced boy nodded slightly at Xin Niang, flicked the folding fan in his hand shut, and said softly to the feminine white-faced man: "Let them wait outside, don't disturb the business of the proprietress!" ”

The white-faced man waved at the warriors led by him, and those warriors nodded in agreement, leading their subordinates to withdraw from the door one after another, and this farce ended.

Jian Ke, who didn't have a good show to watch, stretched out his waist and got up lazily with a lack of interest, but when he saw this, he stood up obediently.

Danqing shook his head helplessly, looking at the tired figure of Niangniang, I am afraid that I will have to spend the night in Fumanlou again tonight.

The girl excitedly pushed the man upstairs: "Brother, hurry up!" ”

The man smiled warmly, and paused as he walked up the steps, and looked back at the departing backs of the master and servant not far away...... In the wing room of Fumanlou, Danqing served a cup of fragrant tea to the mother.

She knew that Niangniang had something on her mind, so she stood quietly and listened to Niangniang caress the piano, and the melodious sound of the piano did not contain any emotion, as if it was unintentionally plucking the sound.

Danqing said in a low voice: "It's late at night, it's time for you to rest!" ”

Jian Ke pressed the strings with her fingers, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, nodded and got up and walked to the bed: "Qing'er also rest early!" ”