In the first life, Win Chang'an didn't think there was any difficulty in this task, it was not to attack a man, she didn't have read through the novel, and the ancestors in it were not all successful.

After finding Zhao Qionglou, he walked towards him charmingly and enchantingly.

Mended

Before he could get to the eunuch, because he was not accustomed to the ancient clogs, his feet were unstable, and he fell between the man's legs.

Because of the essence of survival, he is holding a piece of fabric in his hand, the fabric is silky and soft, presumably it is a pants.

Looking up, Zhao Qionglou's long legs were well-proportioned, smooth and delicate, and it turned out that the eunuch really had no hair on his body.

As soon as his eyes turned to the base of the man's legs, his eyes were dark, and the man covered his eyes with his clothes and fainted.

When I woke up again, I was already in the dormitory, but my eyes could no longer see anything, so I drank poisoned tea at night and returned to the west.

The eunuchs in this palace are most afraid of being seen by others in the mutilations under their bodies.

When Win Chang'an's soul returned to the west and waited for the buffer to be reborn, when he watched everyone present that day being quietly executed, he thought, is this really the man who looks so gentle doing it?

Although he will be reborn after death, the feeling of being burned in his esophagus still leaves a slight shadow on himself.

The smoke oven in the house was burning very hot, which briefly dispelled the coldness when Win Chang'an returned.

I didn't pick up my pants today, Zhao Qionglou shouldn't worry too much about himself, Win Changan pinched his eyebrows.

After returning to his own territory, the overly comfortable environment made Win Changan feel a little sleepy in his heart, wrapped the silk brocade quilt on his body tightly, and always felt as if he had forgotten something.

Xia Wei looked at the gradually darkening sky on the streets of Xianyang, and her face couldn't help but be anxious, where did the princess go, the shortbread in her hand was not fragrant.

The other little fat man looked at Zhao Qionglou's suddenly darkened face in the carriage, and he didn't dare to come out, his two fleshy hands were twisted together, and his head was lowered.

Zhao Yan's low voice came from outside the carriage: "Father-in-law, the house has arrived." ”

Zhao Qionglou got down from the carriage and said to the servants standing on both sides with his hands: "Take Gongzi to the study, you don't need to prepare his share for dinner today." ”

Xiao Dezi looked at Zhao Qianlang's aggrieved look, sighed in his heart, and then followed Zhao Qionglou's side and entered the house.

Zhao Qionglou sat in the hall, with a little gloomy on his face, Xiao Dezi presented a jade tea Gu on his waist, and saw that his face was not good, and said cautiously: "This time, the guards who were originally beside the little boy have been whipped, and a group of people have been replaced to take care of the son, and the son is still young, and it is inevitable that the son will have fun." ”

Zhao Qionglou took the tea Gu in Xiao Dezi's hand, tasted it lightly, the tea was bitter at first, and then it became a little sweet, and his face softened a little.

"What's going on with him?"

Where did Xiao Dezi know: "I'll send someone to take a look." ”

Zhao Qionglou beckoned: "That's it, I'll go and see it myself." ”

got up and walked towards the study, Xiao Dezi followed behind, Zhao Qionglou looked at the study close at hand, and slightly pressed the door to make a squeaky sound.

Zhao Qianlang was sitting at the desk with his head down, holding a wolf brush in his hand to write something on the bamboo piece, Zhao Qianlang hated reading and writing the most, and he resisted very much every time.

Seeing him sitting at the desk obediently today, the expression on Zhao Qionglou's face softened a little, and Zhao Qianlang saw movement at the door, and his face was a little flustered for a moment.

Wiped off his things on the bamboo with his hands, after Zhao Qionglou saw it, he thought that things were far from being so simple, and walked over quickly, and what caught his eye was Zhao Xinglang's crooked bun.

Zhao Qianlang couldn't hide it, so he raised his head and smiled weakly at him: "I tasted one today, it's delicious." ”

Zhao Qionglou's eyes swept towards Xiao Dezi, who retreated and closed the door.

The atmosphere in the study condensed for a moment, and Zhao Qionglou lifted the little fat man up with a slight force, Qingjun's cold face did not have a little temperature, and a sense of oppression came to his face.

It was winter, but the little fat man was sweating on his head.

He knew his nephew too well, so he came to play and eat greedily, thinking of seeing him in the Qinglou today, Zhao Qionglou couldn't hide his fierce expression: "Zhao Qianlang, do you know who you are?" ”

Zhao Qionglou pushed him heavily on the chair, then reached out and tore off his robe, his hand was cold and did not have temperature on his skin, causing a little shiver on his skin, and finally landed on Zhao Qianlang's right shoulder.

The place on it is different from the usual, slightly raised, revealing a pink scar, which looks more like a swallow character.

Zhao Qionglou looked at him with an obscure look: "Since I brought you back, I told you that your surname is Yan." ”

Zhao Qianlang had never seen Zhao Qionglou like this, except for being slightly strict when he disciplined himself to study, he rarely lost his temper, and tears slid down: "Uncle." ”

Zhao Qionglou said coldly: "Your life has never been your own, Yan Qianlang, I am willing to indulge you, but I will never indulge you into a fool." ”

Zhao Qionglou saw the tears in the corners of Zhao Qianlang's eyes, and his heart seemed to be blocked by a stone, he turned around and left, and the pale cyan robe threw out a strong wind in the air.

Xiao Dezi has been guarding the door, and when he saw Zhao Qionglou coming out, he planned to follow, Zhao Qionglou stretched out his hand to stop his movements: "Look at the son, you are not allowed to eat, when will you finish copying "Qin Ji" and what are you eating." ”

Xiao Dezi didn't dare to say more, so he leaned in: "No"

After Zhao Qionglou came out of the study, he turned his head and walked towards the depths of the house, and finally stopped in a room guarded by everyone, he waved his hand to the guards to leave, and then pushed the door in.

There are rows of black tablets in the room, with a bit of desertion and solemnity.

The strange thing is that there are only names but no names inside, Zhao Qionglou walked to the front and picked up the incense placed next to it and lit it.

Facing the tablet above, he bowed deeply three times, put the incense in the incense burner, and the smoke rose in a curling curl, blurring Zhao Qionglou's eyebrows.

He reached out and stroked one of the tablets on it, with some unconcealed pathos on his body.

"Brother, Qionglou is ashamed." The voice is thin and low.

There are thirty-two tablets up and down in this sacrificial hall, all of which are the royal family of the Yan Kingdom, and when the Yan Kingdom was destroyed, all the people of the royal family died under the order of the King of Qin.

Zhao Qionglou was originally the second prince of Yan Kingdom.

At that time, he didn't care about the affairs of the court, he was not interested in them, and he only thought about wandering around all over the world, but his relationship with his brother was very harmonious and deep.

His brother treated him very well.

In the year of the tie of his hair, the imperial brother inherited the throne, and he traveled with the caravan for more than half a year, and was blinded by the scenery of the journey, and when he noticed that the country was losing and retreating, he hurried back to the dynasty.

The country is broken.

He asked his brother to follow him away, but he refused.

The eldest sister-in-law, who has always been gentle, resolutely stayed by her brother's side, carved the word swallow on the child's body with a sharp hairpin on her head, and handed it to him with tears.

Qin Jun broke the palace, he looked at his brother's body scarred by the sword, but he never bent his back.

In the past, the gorgeous palace was only full of devastation, and the blood stained the Yan Kingdom, he hugged Yan Xinglang, who had become an orphan in the blink of an eye, and fled all the way, and finally arrived in Xianyang City, at the foot of the Qin State.

But when he fled, Yan Xinglang was lost.

It's not that he doesn't want to leave with his brother, but his revenge has not been avenged, and his brother's whereabouts are unknown.

He chose the fastest path, endured the mutilation of his body and entered the palace as a eunuch, left and right, and began to send people to find Yan Xinglang when he was quite powerful.

It took a lot of hard work to find Yan Xinglang.

Now that Ying Ming is young and trusts himself very much, his power will become bigger and bigger, and everything is developing in the direction he wants, but he wants much more than that.

He looked at the black tablet in his hand, and he thought that the surname Yan was written on this tablet in a bright light.

He also wanted to exchange the throne above for someone from the Yan family.

Thinking that Yan Xinglang was not angry, his brows tightened, and the last sigh was annihilated in the cigarette that was gradually burning out.

There was a knock on the door of the sacrificial hall: "Father-in-law, Lord Shen is here to visit, can you see me?" ”

Zhao Qionglou restrained his emotions, the expression on his face tended to be gentle, and he pushed open the door: "Naturally, ask him to wait for me in the hall." ”

"No."

Xiao Dezi followed Zhao Qionglou's side, followed him to the house to serve him and changed into a slightly formal dress, Zhao Qionglou walked unhurriedly to the hall of the guests.

Shen Jicai was about to drink a pot of tea, probably because he hadn't seen Zhao Qionglou coming, his expression was a little anxious, and after hearing the footsteps, he looked up and looked forward.

After seeing Zhao Qionglou, he hurriedly got up from his seat, stepped forward with a smile on his face, and said, "Congratulations to Gonggong Zhao on his promotion to Lang Zhongling." ”

Zhao Qionglou smiled: "It's all for the emperor, Lord Shen, please sit down." ”

Shen Jicai sat obediently beside Zhao Qionglou, and Zhao Qionglou motioned to Xiao Dezi to pour tea: "I don't know what Lord Shen came to me today?" ”

Shen Jicai looked at his face with some apprehension: "It's for my dog, the dog is ignorant and collided with my father-in-law, and I ask the public to forgive me, I have already given a thousand taels of gold, and I am here to apologize." ”

Zhao Qionglou changed his puzzled look: "I don't know what crime Lord Shen's son has committed, he shouldn't go to the squire of the Criminal Department for this matter, how did he find my head." ”

Shen Jicai's face was not obvious, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart, this eunuch, relying on the favor of the little emperor, who doesn't know that the squire of the criminal department is his person.

The flesh on Shen Jicai's face trembled, and then he suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped his face twice: "I blame me, a father, for not teaching well, so that he said something that shouldn't be said." ”

Zhao Qionglou looked at him with a smile and didn't speak, Shen Jicai slapped himself twice harder when he saw this, who called himself so old, only such a baby golden bump.

Zhao Qionglou put down the tea in his hand and stopped Shen Jicai's hand: "What is Lord Shen doing, the matter of the son is easy to discuss, but I also have something to ask for." ”