Yu Xiaoxiao and Zhao Beicheng were eating dumplings on the street, and when Xianzong was in the imperial study asking the officials of the Criminal Department about many matters arranged by the execution ground tomorrow, Gu Xinglang and Young Master Fenglin were sitting in the pavilion in the back garden of the Lieutenant Mansion.

Young Master Fenglin flicked his finger on the mouth of the teacup and whispered: "If you are not feeling well, you can take care of it more, now you Fengtian is just preparing for war, it doesn't seem to matter if you don't make a effort, right?" ”

Gu Xinglang said: "Do you know that I am unwell? ”

"Just look at your face," Young Master Fenglin said, "I was made by Mo Wen, isn't it also that I am not in good health?" ”

"You," Gu Xinglang looked at Young Master Fenglin and stopped talking.

Young Master Fenglin said: "I was thinking, before I die, I have to avenge myself, don't ask if I don't die, then I can't die, otherwise I won't be able to close my eyes." ”

Gu Xinglang cared about Young Master Fenglin: "There is no antidote to the poison in you?" ”

Young Master Fenglin said, "I inquired, but I didn't hear. ”

"Then you ......"

"It's nothing," Young Master Fenglin waved his hand at Gu Xinglang, didn't let Gu Xinglang finish his words, and whispered: "I have to live without an antidote, right?" You are the same, what do you want to do so much? Not to mention that there is wine today and drunk today, if you are by the princess's side for a day, then treat the princess wholeheartedly. ”

Gu Xinglang shook the teacup in his hand and looked at Young Master Fenglin.

"There's no way to control death, just think about how to live without regrets," Young Master Fenglin looked at Gu Xinglang and said with a smile.

Gu Xinglang took a sip of tea, this tea is the tribute tea in the palace, the taste is slightly bitter, but the tea is fragrant, after the tea enters the throat, the fragrance remains in the mouth, Gu Xinglang looked down at the tea in the cup, thought about it and said, "Thank you." ”

"Thank you for my explanation?" Young Master Fenglin asked.

Gu Xinglang raised his head and said, "I know you're unleashing me." ”

Young Master Fenglin took out a book from his sleeve, pushed it in front of Gu Xinglang, and said, "Pure Heart Mantra, I gave it to you." ”

Gu Xinglang said unexpectedly: "Buddhist scriptures? ”

"No," said Young Master Feng Lin, "I took it from Mo Wen." ”

Gu Xinglang opened the book, looked at it a few times, and found that this was an internal strength method.

"You can't count on it to kill the enemy in battle," Young Master Fenglin said, "But it can regulate your internal strength, close to your heart, this is good for you, take it and practice." ”

Gu Xinglang's hand holding the book tightened, and the cover of the book wrinkled a few folds.

Young Master Fenglin said: "I have been studying under Mo Wen for more than ten years, I can't say that I fully understand your condition, but I can still know the general situation, and when I feel noisy in the future, and you want everyone to be quiet, try to use this exercise to see." ”

Gu Xinglang said: "What kind of poison did I get? ”

Young Master Fenglin still smiled and said, "If I knew, I would go get the antidote for you, but I can guarantee that you are not a medicine person." ”

Gu Xinglang's right hand holding the book slammed into the stone table, skewing the chessboard in front of the two.

Young Master Fenglin said: "How can a medicine man have such a good life as you, and you can still marry a wife and live a normal life?" Don't scare yourself, you don't like to listen to people's voices, you just go to places where there are many people. ”

"How do you know I'm afraid of voices?" Gu Xinglang asked.

Young Master Fenglin said without changing his face: "The people who were poisoned by Mo Wen are afraid of human voices, and I am also afraid." ”

Gu Xinglang ......, is this thing teasing him? There's only one poison that can't be asked, and it's the same for everyone, right?

Young Master Fenglin pointed to the chessboard in front of him and said, "Since the princess hasn't come back yet, let's continue." Don't blame me for not reminding you, at most five sons, you're going to lose. ”

Gu Xinglang watched Young Master Fenglin drop a white grain on the chessboard, Gu Sanshao still didn't understand, when did he become so familiar with this young master of the Eternal Life Temple?

"If you don't lose, you lose," Young Master Fenglin looked at the chess game on the chessboard, a smile hung on his lips, and said: "I thought that people who were generals were good at chess, but now it seems that your chess skills are not very good." ”

Gu Xinglang's mind was not on playing chess at all, he threw the sunspot in his hand and said, "Just when I lose, I'll go back to the room, young master, you can do it yourself." ”

"Don't," said Young Master Fenglin, "The princess hasn't come back again, what are you doing when you go back to the room?" ”

Gu Xinglang couldn't help but ask Young Master Fenglin rhetorically, "If the princess doesn't come back, I can't go back to the room?" ”

Young Master Fenglin still had a smile on his face, looked at Gu Xinglang and said, "What's the point of staying alone in the empty room?" If I wasn't afraid that you would be lonely, what would I do if I was going to accompany you for such a long time? ”

Gu Xinglang (#‵′) convex, this product is really teasing him!

Young Master Fenglin pointed to the chessboard and said, "I said it wrong, you will lose if you have three sons at most." ”

Gu Xinglang looked at Young Master Fenglin and said, "What if I don't lose after the third son?" ”

Young Master Fenglin said: "If you don't lose, then I'll give you another copy of the internal strength method, if you lose, I don't want anything from you." ”

Gu Xinglang "snapped" and dropped a sunspot on the chessboard.

Young Master Fenglin looked at the place where Gu Xinglang landed this time, and knew that Gu Xinglang had finally put his mind on chess at this time, so he stopped talking to Gu Xinglang and started playing chess seriously.

Yu Xiaoxiao, Zhao Beicheng and two little dolls of Zhao Mansion sat on the side of the street and finished eating dumplings, and walked all the way back to the small inn where Zhao Beicheng temporarily lived.

Mrs. Zhou, who was sitting in the lobby of the inn and had been waiting for Zhao Beicheng, saw her husband coming back and wanted to come out of the inn to welcome Zhao Beicheng, but after seeing that the person standing next to Zhao Beicheng was Yu Xiaoxiao, Mrs. Zhou was stunned and stood in the door and did not dare to move.

Yu Xiaoxiao stood outside the inn and looked at Mrs. Zhou, and said, "This is the sister of the Zhou family, right?" ”

Mrs. Zhou......

Zhao Beicheng said helplessly: "Zhou, I came to see Her Royal Highness the princess." ”

Mrs. Zhou then walked out of the inn door.

Yu Xiaoxiao didn't let Mrs. Zhou salute herself, and said, "No need, your Zhao Da is fine, you don't have to worry about him." ”

Zhao Da, Mrs. Zhou looked at Zhao Beicheng, she couldn't accept this title.

Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the clothes that Mrs. Zhou was wearing at this time, the coarse cloth shirt, and the shoes could no longer see the original color, and looked up again, Yu Xiaoxiao saw Mrs. Zhou's hand, the hand of the young lady of the Zhao family, the frostbite in the winter was not all healed at this time, and the hands were red, swollen and cracked.

Zhao Beicheng saw Yu Xiaoxiao staring at Mrs. Zhou's hand, and also looked at his wife's hand, and then Zhao Beicheng's gaze was dark.

Yu Xiaoxiao took out her wallet from her pocket, put it in Zhao Beicheng's hand, and said, "This is the money I borrowed from you, and when I have money in the future, you remember to return it to me." ”

Zhao Beicheng said as if his hands were burned: "Gong, princess? ”

"See you later," Yu Xiaoxiao patted the heads of the two little dolls, waved her hand at Zhao Beicheng and his wife, turned around and ran, and after handing over her wallet, she immediately felt a pain in her flesh.

Mrs. Zhou walked to Zhao Beicheng's side and wondered, "Xianggong, what's going on?" ”

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