It rained in Fengjin City for more than ten days in a row, and when it was sunny, it was already late spring, and early summer came. A gust of breeze blows the green yarn curtain flying, the pearl plum in the courtyard, the flowers are as white as snow, the flowers bloom luxuriantly, and the courtyard is fragrant.

Listening to the sound of "crunch-", a little daughter ran out of the boudoir, wearing a light purple tulle skirt, with a few fluttering butterflies pierced on the skirt, pink jade silk, slender waist, Chu Chu moving. The cloud-like hair was half-bunched, and a purple tassel was inserted diagonally, swaying rhythmically with the run. Thin powder, but can compete in flowers.

Behind him was a plain blue palace dress woman, holding a white gauze robe, and her tone was extremely anxious, "Miss, you run slowly, it's just summer, and the weather is still cold, you can wear this gauze and go out again." ”

Wen Qingyao couldn't listen to it, and ran straight to the street regardless of it. Her father threatened to lock her up for a month, but even if she pleaded for the Queen Mother's birthday banquet, her father ruthlessly locked her up for ten days.

Out of confinement today, Wen Qingyao regained her freedom and was as happy as a bird in the sky.

Since the queen mother's birthday banquet, Su Xianyu quietly came to say goodbye to Wen Qingyao, the border in recent years rampant widows, invade the border people, Su Xianyu received the order to go to the border with the general to fight the widows.

Wen Qingyao thought to herself, he must be the same as before, and it won't take long to come back.

Except for Su Xianyu when he was on the battlefield, Wen Qingyao was with him. Su Xianyu often goes out with his father, and after waiting for more days, Wen Qingyao is gradually getting used to it, and will find some fun by herself.

Fengjin City of Tianxuan Kingdom can be said to be the most lively and prosperous place in the world, with the tall and majestic Tianxuan Palace as the center, the houses on both sides are lined up, there are teahouses, wine shops, incense powder shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses and so on. The first door of the store is tied with "Cailou Huanmen" to attract customers, and there is a sound of selling, so it is not lively. Silk, jewelry, spices, incense, and paper horses from all over the world are all available in the store.

The main street is full of people. Wen Qingyao was like a fish in the sea for a long time, shuttling happily in the sea of people, and had already left the winter dates far behind and disappeared.

Running through the long street and through the alley, Wen Qingyao came to the Lan Pavilion with a familiar car. Lange is a famous tavern in Fengjin City, not only its wine "gentleman drunk" is unique, unparalleled in the world, even the storyteller of his family tells the anecdotes of the rivers and lakes are unknown to others.

This "gentleman drunk" is Su Xianyu and Feng Zerui's favorite, and every time he always sneaks up to drink a pot, he drags a little tail behind him that can't be shaken off. Wen Qingyao couldn't drink it, and she didn't know what kind of wine it was, which could make people linger so much, and the market was full every day.

"You are a girl doll's family, don't stay at home, what are you doing in such a place?" The shopkeeper stopped Wen Qingyao, who was about to rush in, at the door, and looked at the little girl in front of him who was just up to his waist, and felt a little funny in his heart, how could a little daughter enter the restaurant.

"In the past, I came every day, with Major General Su and His Royal Highness the Second Prince, why can't I enter alone today." Wen Qingyao crossed her hands on her hips, and her momentum was not low.

"If you say no, you can't." The shopkeeper was a little impatient.

If the hard one doesn't work, the soft one will come, Wen Qingyao immediately changed into a pitiful look, "I'm not going in to drink, I just haven't listened to the old gentleman for a long time, I want to go in and listen, I will leave immediately after listening." ”

Wen Qingyao pretended to be pitiful and begged, and at the same time took out the money bag in her hand and stuffed it into the shopkeeper.

"No, no, no." The shopkeeper doesn't eat soft and hard. Pushed away Wen Qingyao's money bag with a firm attitude.

When Wen Qingyao and the shopkeeper pushed me.

Suddenly, a thick hand grabbed her wrist, Wen Qingyao's wrist turned red, and a loud scolding came from the top of her head, "You little cub, look at the decently dressed and deciful, you did such a shameful thing, how did your parents teach you?" ”

Wen Qingyao turned her head and saw that the person holding her wrist was a strong man with five big and three thick, holding a big knife in his hand, which made her even more petite and weak.

"Who are you? What a shameful thing have I done? Wen Qingyao replied angrily.

The crowd around was quickly filled with people watching the excitement, and for a while, everyone couldn't see what was going on, just a random guess about what you said and I said.

"You stole my money bag, and you even came to the restaurant for fun."

What the? Stealing his purse? The dignified lady of the Fu Mansion steals the money bag of a vulgar person? That's ridiculous, isn't it? It's clear that he fell in love with her money bag and bullied her for being a little woman.

"You scoundrel, you obviously want to blackmail my money bag, why don't you let Miss Ben go quickly." Wen Qingyao struggled hard, but the clamped hand became tighter and tighter, and the pain became more and more painful.

"Today, I have to teach you a good lesson, a little cub who has a mother and no mother." The strong man's eyes widened with rage.

Wen Qingyao's face flushed with anger when she heard this, and she was red until the roots of her hair. Her father told her since she was a child that her mother was born to die of a long illness shortly after giving birth to her because of her weak body, and it was not that she was not wanted or left alone. But this person actually scolded her mother, which was unbearable.

Bites the strong man's arm, and he doesn't let go until he bleeds.

After all, she was petite, and the strong man threw her out in pain, and everyone quickly scattered, for fear of hurting themselves.

"Today, see if I don't slaughter your little cub." The strong man was furious and raised his knife to cut at her.

A private room on the second floor of the Lange Restaurant

"Now the little girl is really getting more and more like a daughter's family, don't marry such a woman in the future, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble at home, and there will be no peace." A young man dressed in ice blue silk leaned against the window on the second floor, looked at the scene below, and said without looking back.

The crowd gathered downstairs, and the girl who was thrown into the corner was only eleven or twelve years old, and she didn't look very real, but she felt that she was a beauty embryo, and it was a pity that this temperament was a pity.

Xiqi Yang was dressed in white and had black hair, sitting across the table, his face was gentle and modest, his thin lips touched the delicate white jade porcelain cup, and his eyes were a little confused. The voice was lazy, "In this world, only fate is unpredictable, and if you fall in love with someone, no matter what she is, she is in love." ”

As soon as he heard this, the Huafa boy became interested, turned his head and said with interest: "Isn't it that the son of Qiyang has a sweetheart?" ”

"Yu Xiao Wang Ye laughed, as a proton, how can I be greedy for the love of my children, maybe I will go back one day." Xiqiyang looked ahead, calm as water, and could not see joy or sorrow.

Then he said: "Besides, the women of this Tianxuan are all very delicate, where can they compare to our women from the Western Barbarians, who grew up on horseback and galloped across the desert very chicly. Xiqi Yang smiled lightly, and the sadness in his eyes was deeply hidden through a cup of "gentleman drunk".

He had been sent to Fengjin City since he was three years old, and now he has been more than twelve years. Even if the Xiban King sent his only son to Tianxuan Kingdom as a proton to show his loyalty, I am afraid that Emperor Feng Jin has never let down his guard against the Xiban, and the Xiban will be difficult to go back.

"Ahh

I only heard the screams of the childish girl downstairs piercing the sky.

Xiqi Yangdao's heart suddenly trembled, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, put down his wine glass, got up and flew downstairs. It didn't matter that Nan Anyu shouted at him behind him, "Qiyang Shizi, what are you going to do?" ”

Wen Qingyao instinctively protected her head, but the knife did not go down as promised.

Xiqi flew forward and kicked the strong man to the ground.

"You're tired of being alive, aren't you?" Xi Qiyang stood in front of the strong man with fierce eyes, his voice changed from his previous gentleness, and his tone was cold.

The strong man saw the young man in brocade clothes in front of him, although he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he was domineering, and this inviolable majesty made him dare not resist. But after thinking about it, it was a doll's house after all, so he continued to raise the knife and slash at Xiqiyang.

Xiqiyang sneered, his body was full of cold air, he dodged the big knife that was cut lightly, stepped forward diagonally, grabbed the strong man's wrist, and broke it hard, the strong man let go of the big knife in pain, and Xiqiyang kicked it hard again, kicking the strong man out of the long distance, and the action was done in one go.

Nan Anyu, who was by the window railing, held a wine glass and drank it, but his eyes fell on the white-clothed young man downstairs, and the corners of his mouth raised a chuckle in his heart.

Oh, everyone is a son of Qiyang from the Western Barbarians, who has been in this Fengjin City for a long time, and he has long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, soft and weak, without half of the roughness of the Western Barbarians, he is bullied and humiliated everywhere, his kung fu is mediocre, and his learning is mediocre, even if he inherits the Xiban in the future, he is also a master who cannot become an atmosphere, why should Tianxuanguo put it in his eyes.

But the breath of the king that could not be despised just now, jumped downstairs as fast as lightning, and the strong man's kick, I am afraid that he will not survive tonight. Gathering the edge, in the end, wait for when to break the blow.

"Are you alright?" Xiqi Yang turned around and glanced at the girl on the ground lightly.

Wen Qingyao didn't pay attention to the alienation between Xiqi's eyebrows, and stretched out her white hand to herself, "Help me up." ”

Xiqiyang ignored it and wanted to leave, but the white clothes under him were tightly grasped.

This Wen Qingyao's scoundrel character, Xiqiyang really didn't have anything to do, and reluctantly reached out to pull Wen Qingyao up.

Because he was thrown to the ground by a strong man, his ankle still had some pain, and his center of gravity was unstable, Wen Qingyao fell straight into Xiqiyang's arms, and the fragrance on his hair came to his nose, making people slightly drunk.

The sound of a rhythmic and steady heartbeat suddenly seemed like a deer colliding with each other, and Xiqiyang pushed Wen Qingyao away in a panic, but his mood could not be calmed down for a long time.

was pushed, Wen Qingyao fell to the ground in pain again, and Xiqiyang instinctively wanted to reach out to pick it up, but he retracted it in the air.

"Why are you like this?" Wen Qingyao glared at Xi Qiyang angrily.

"What is owed to you is paid today." Xiqiyang said lightly. His expression stared at her, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his voice was soft, and he was like two people just now. He gently lifted the girl who was sitting on the ground, and reached out to brush the ash on the hem of the girl's skirt.

His voice was a little deep, clear and nice, with a faint aroma of wine.

"Returned? It's not the same thing, even if you don't make a move today, I can fight that splash all over the ground to find teeth, but I saved your eyes, don't want to cancel it. "Wen Qingyao's ability to boast is really perfect.

Xiqiyang felt a little funny in her heart, obviously she was the one who shouted for help just now, but now she is boasting and arrogant.

"You're drinking in the Orchid Pavilion?." Wen Qingyao got up from the ground, approached Xi Qiyang's side again, and sniffed hard, it was a faint aroma of wine.

"Hmm."

"Then will you take me with you?"

Xiqiyang didn't answer, and walked straight towards Lan Pavilion, Wen Qingyao followed behind him.

I saw a clear face, behind the lonely and proud young man, followed by a bright and moving girl chattering endlessly, the young man's face was indifferent, but there was a slight imperceptible smile in his lilac eyes.