Chapter 32 The enemies are very red when they see each other
On the third floor of the wine shop, the princess gave an order, Yao'er and Jin'er acted quickly, their wet bodies poured out of the fence, and in a blink of an eye, they fell onto the street on the first floor, and then blocked Lu Qiange's way one after the other.
Lu Qiange's expression was relaxed and casual, his slender arms were folded around his shoulders, his handsome purple eyes narrowed slightly, and his crimson lips overflowed with an obvious sneer.
Not long after he walked out of Wanhualou, he knew that he was being followed. He deliberately ran into the liquor store to rest, just to lure the snake out of the hole.
Sure enough, as soon as the front foot came out of the door of the wine shop, he was actively provoked by these three disaster stars.
At this time, pedestrians on the road stopped one after another and surrounded Lu Qiange and the maids of the two palaces.
The owner of the liquor shop and the people upstairs who were soiled by the rebounding sewage also came in, grabbed Yao'er and Jin Jin'er, and angrily demanded compensation from them.
South China Ji Yan squeezed into the encirclement, annoyed and helpless when she saw this, so she had to take out the gold and silver and send them away.
Turning his head, seeing Lu Qiange proudly on his face, with a playful smile on the corners of his delicate lips, South China Ji Yan almost lost his breath on the spot, stretched out his five fingers and grabbed him fiercely.
Lu Qiange's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his toned upper body leaned back lightly to dodge, and Yingting's facial features looked disgusted:
"What the hell, don't touch me! Watch out for soiling your clothes! β
South China Ji Yan grabbed the air, quickly withdrew her swarthy little hand and spread it out to the air, pouting angrily:
"What? What do you say! Money! You've soiled my boy's clothes! β
Lu Qiange's purple eyes were close to the unruly princess in front of her, and she saw that her light green son's ingot-cardigan was already dirty and black, and even the sleeveless gown of the same color with the outer cover was also wet and clinging to her youthful curves, and the silk on her waist was so dirty that she couldn't make out the original color, and the official bun on her head was so shapeless that it was out of shape. If a pretty face is not splashed with ink, it can be regarded as an extremely eye-catching picture.
"I wonder why you've been following me all the way, princess?"
Lu Qiange's eyebrows flew, and he deliberately said loudly.
South China Ji Yan's face was horrified at the moment, and she glanced at the whispering viewers around her, stomped her feet angrily, and raised her finger at Lu Qiange:
"What are you talking nonsense, you disciple? You can't tell the difference between the princess and the son, I'm afraid you're not a fool? β
"Childe?"
Lu Qiange laughed "hehe", his playful eyes moved downward, and he threw himself somewhere on Ji Yan's upper body in South China:
"Do you really say that all men are blind? I advise you not to come out and be embarrassed, hurry up and go home to pretend to be your tsundere lady, right? β
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South China Ji Yan was stunned, I don't know why.
Jin'er realized something, and immediately stepped forward in front of Ji Yan in South China, cut off Lu Qiange's sight, and scolded him angrily with a red face:
"Damn, let you look around! You still say that you are not a disciple? My son-in-law obviously saw that you just came out of the Qinglou, and you still said that you are not a thief! β
Lu Qiange's eyes were as cold as a blade, his fists were clenched, and the joints of his ten fingers were pinched to "Gege", and he waved it:
"If you dare to talk nonsense, Master Hugh is not polite to you-"
The three girls looked terrified, huddled together and let out particularly exaggerated screams.
Sensing the strange eyes of passers-by, South China Ji Yan hurriedly reached out and grabbed one with one hand, reminding her palace maid that she had restrained.
After all, they are wearing men's clothes today, how can they be as pretentious as girls, and let out a few random screams of horror?
The three of them looked at each other, and when they looked at Lu Qiange in their emotions, they found that their vision was empty, and the white-clothed figure had disappeared.
"Huh? What about Lu Ji? β
Ji Yan of South China was impatient to separate the crowd, her eyes searched the streets frequently, but she still couldn't find the target, and she began to go crazy unconsciously, and stomped her feet fiercely:
"Hey, this guy is running fast!"
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After Lu Qiange got rid of the annoying South China Ji Yan, he hurried in the direction of the Shenwu Gate of the Imperial Palace. Now that he has received useful information from Vo Danqing, he must rush back to the forbidden army camp and wait for the opportunity to lie dormant.
Compared with getting the latest information from Lei Huan, what made Lu Qiange feel most excited and encouraged was the whereabouts of Yunxi.
Next, Lu Qiange could only pray that the body of the medical saint Zhufeng would improve as soon as possible, so as to guide Zuole and them to find Yunxi.
Ten people suddenly stood sideways in front of the official road, with fists crossed and waists, all of whom were not good-looking.
Lu Qiange gradually approached, and seeing that they had no intention of dispersing, it was not difficult to guess that these people were coming at him.
Lu Qiange's face was calm, he stopped steadily, and when he looked at them silently, his handsome facial features condensed cold.
"What do you want?"
went out without a blade, Lu Qiange held his fingers in half, and his expression was still calm. He has always believed in his martial arts, and he will definitely not use weapons to deal with these people.
One of them smiled coldly, and the old scar on the corner of his mouth immediately raised a strange arc, and it looked like the catfish mouth had doubled in size.
"Boy, I heard you're very good at fighting? What's the matter, if you offend a big man, shouldn't you go with us? β
"I am a cloth artist, how can I be a big man?"
While Lu Qiange replied coldly, he thought carefully about which of his subordinates had encountered when he walked the rivers and lakes recently.
These people, looking at the narrow-sleeved ginger red cardigan on their bodies, the material with dark patterns is still of high quality, so it can be inferred that they should be the thugs of big households, and who are their masters?
Listening to the other party's provocation, Lu Qiange smiled faintly, and pointed at the other party:
"If you want me to go with you, you also want to see if you have the ability to take me away!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of wild laughter behind him, which made people can't help but fall their teeth when they hear it, and they can't resist it:
"I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying, Lu Qiange, you can call Bendu easy to find......"
This sound is not unfamiliar!
Lu Qiange twisted his eyebrows and was stunned, and secretly gritted his teeth and looked back, and saw a bewitching person wearing a black nine python high hat on his head, wearing a white flying crane robe, and the awl pointed face was full of ink and color, and he couldn't see the true face on top of it.
"Minglan ......"
Lu Qiange narrowed his eyes resentfully.
In an instant, he seemed to understand something.
No wonder he fought with a martial arts attendant during the night patrol of the palace that day, and the gangster who wanted to rob Tu Duxue was actually the commander of the West Factory!
Minglan stopped at what he thought was a safe distance, knowing that Lu Qiange's kung fu was good, he didn't dare to get too close to him.
The evil peach blossom eyes caused a thin slit, and the bottom of the eyes was sharp and bright, like a flame rubbing up.
If it weren't for the attendant sent to clean up Tu Duxue, Minglan would never have guessed that the enemy who broke his finger back then would actually be lurking in the palace.
Now that I meet Lu Qiange again, the wound on my left hand that has been healed for a long time seems to be a conditioned reflex, and the pain is slight.
"Lu Qiange, you didn't expect that there would be a day to meet Bendu in this life, right?"
The scorching red peach blossom eyes looked at the clear and transparent purple eyes of Shanglu Qiange, Minglan smiled slyly, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and he couldn't bear the pleasure of a certain kind of great hatred that was about to be shamed.
Lu Qiange's left eyebrow was raised awe-inspiringly, and his attitude was not distempered:
"Father-in-law Ming, they all say that if you suffer a loss, you will grow wise, why do you not have a long memory like this? Is it the same old mistake again? β
"Less nonsense!"
Minglan turned his face instantly, his eyebrows were hideous:
"You have committed a great crime by attacking the second-rank officials of the imperial court, and now you dare to infiltrate the forbidden army of the palace with a guilty body, and someone will take him down for the governor-"
Xichang Ti rode into the streets from all directions and besieged Lu Qiange.
The white clothes and flat hats, holding bright and dangling blades, have frightened many people on the street.
Lu Qiange's purple eyes were like electricity, he looked at the left and right alertly, and said secretly in his heart:
Not good β
There are no less than 100 of these people, and all of them are strong in martial arts. Lu Qiange is not worried that he will not be able to fight, but if he wants to get out smoothly, he must go through a hard fight.
It's just that even if you get out this time, it will be difficult to return to the Dayi Palace, but the task entrusted by the mother concubine is ......
was stunned for a moment, only to hear Minglan's sinister smile:
"Even if you have kung fu, there are many honor guards in this governor, and you will be tired to death if you are tired! Honor, you, to the Governorβ"
"Wait!"
A sound suddenly rose from outside the white encirclement, and then another voice shouted:
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't you see the fourth princess arrive? Get out of the wayβ"
The human wall was forcibly broken through a gap, and then a man with a face full of ink swaggered in and stood in front of Minglan's eyes.
Minglan was scented by the smell of ink all over his body, and instinctively covered his nose with his cuffs and took a few steps back, as if he was afraid that this filthy young man would lie on his clean flying crane robe at any time.
"You, you are ......"
Minglan's peach blossom eyes kept turning, carefully looking at the faces of the young man and the two entourages.
This looks a little familiar.
South China Ji Yan snorted coldly and put the golden waist card out of the palace in front of Minglan's eyes:
"Blind you eunuch dog's eyes, don't even this princess recognize you?"
Seeing the royal waist card like seeing Queen Qian's phoenix face, Minglan's eyes suddenly saw deep, and his complexion was so shocked that his soul flew out of the sky, and without saying a word, he raised his knees and bowed down.
"Weichen meets the fourth princess."
The eyebrows and eyes are absolutely not wrong, and after counting the palace, only the precious daughter of the queen has such a flamboyant momentum.